At the time, I didn't understand why my mother had changed so much. It was also a long time later that I learned the secret of the peach wood talisman, and guessed that my mother might have thought that the peach wood talisman was invalid and could not save me. People can't keep it, why are they asking him to do his homework? This was probably what my mother had in mind at the time.

When I went to school with my mother's help with my homework, my mother and father hurried to Thrush Village.

Mom and Dad arrived at Thrush Village and told my grandfather about the peach wood talisman.

Seeing that his parents were gloomy, my grandfather hurriedly relieved and said, It's not as serious as you think, don't worry too much, as long as the peach wood charm is still there, it's fine. I'll take a look at you, and you should be able to get it right.

My grandfather came to my house, covered the top of the peach wood charm with a red cloth, tied it with a string, and then laid out a plate of fruit, a bowl of pork belly, and a bowl of white rice as if it were an offering to my ancestors, and said many words of apology. When Mom and Dad saw that their grandfather apologized to the peach wood charm, they quickly went over to apologize to the peach wood charm, saying that they blamed them for not controlling the child and not taking care of it.

The primary school is in our village, and after school at noon, the students go home for lunch.

When I came home at noon, I saw my grandfather and thought it was strange. Seeing the many offerings placed under the peach wood talisman next to the rice jar, I knew that my grandfather had come for this peach wood talisman.

My grandfather was not angry at all, he smiled when he saw me, shook my aching hand, and said, boys are just to be naughty, can they be called boys if they are not naughty?

Mom said, you said it easily, it's me who tortures!

Grandpa smacked his lips and said, "Hey, look at what you say!" Do you think that when you grow so big, your mother and I will be tortured a lot? You're a girl, but you're more difficult to manage than your two younger brothers.

Mom was not happy and retorted, "How did I torture you?" Twenty or thirty acres of land at home, isn't it me who harms? Which girl in Thrush Village has done me so much? Since I was a child, my grandmother didn't want to see me, how angry was I?

My grandfather's mother is a continuation and a stepmother, and I have always been bad to my grandfather and mother. Grandpa kept letting her, and asked everyone else in the family to let her.

Mom continued, "I married here because I saw the lack of land here. You're still holding me back! Are you afraid that if I get married, there will be no one to help you do farm work?

Grandpa just laughed and didn't speak.

After lunch, I'm going back to school.

There are three ways to get to the school, one is a half-circle road, one is through the village, and the other is a small hill. There is no difference in the length of the three roads, and the road that passes through the village seems to be closer, but it is not much closer. If you want to say the longest road, it is actually the one that has to climb the hill. Not only is the road long, but it also has to climb a steep slope, and the steep slope is very narrow, and if you are not careful, you may fall into the gutter on the left or the bamboo forest on the right.

Because of this steep slope, naughty children prefer to go to school instead of the two good roads.

The steep slope was not so steep, and there was no deep ditch on the left.

People here pay attention to making houses, and there are backers behind them. So a family built a new house here, and their family did not build it on the mountain, but dug up the mountain and built a new house.

It is said that the family did this because they had listened to the advice of a feng shui master. Mr. Feng Shui said that it is better to sit against the mountain. Leaning on it may fall, but sitting is stable.

After the new house was built, the road, which was still relatively wide, was cut in half, making it steep and dangerous.

It was about twenty years before I heard my aunt say by chance that there was a rice mill there before the house next to the steep slope was built. No one dared to go there alone in broad daylight, and those who went to grind rice had to call a companion to dare to go. The reason for this is that the sound of rice milling is often heard there at night, and no one answers.