The cry echoed softly and flickering through the room. The mother finally couldn't help it, and her tears flowed again. She began to babble on and on about something. My dad finally broke out, he scolded and jumped out of bed: 'Little rabbit, what are you doing, if you don't survive, that's your life, your father didn't treat you badly.' He was angry in the house, and the cry was gone. ”

"But it wasn't over, and in the morning, my fever had subsided, but I started to have a headache. It wasn't an ordinary pain, I rolled all over the bed, and just like that, I fell into a headache, and the hospital still couldn't find anything wrong. This headache is still at a fixed time. Twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening. At first it was a headache, then I started vomiting, and after a few days, I almost collapsed, I had no food to eat, and I was dying of illness again. I lay on the bed crying and took my mother's hand and said, 'Mother, am I going to die too?' Mother, don't let me die. My mother cried and hugged me tightly, and her heart was like a knife when she saw me suffer so much. She thought she was going to lose me, too. Someone suggested that my dad take me to Beijing. The hospital conditions in Beijing are good, and my father didn't want to lose me, so he began to plan to go to Beijing to see a doctor. But in the evening things changed again. ”

"At night, all of a sudden, I started talking nonsense, and I kept saying 'I don't want to die!' I don't want to lie in the wilderness! Listening to my nonsense, Dad felt creepy. At this moment, a neighbor's aunt heard about my family and came to me. As soon as I entered the door, she heard my shouting, she looked at me, pulled my father outside the door, and mysteriously gave my father an idea. ”

"'Your son is not sick, but haunted by your dead daughter, and you don't want to lie down in the field when you listen to what he shouts. That's your son's words, that's your daughter's shouting. Hearing her say this, Dad was even more afraid, he was already a little suspicious, and this time it seemed to be confirmed. 'That! Sister, what do you say? Dad asked anxiously. The aunt sighed: "We are not experts, we don't know how to exorcise ghosts, and looking at this situation, your son is not good either." You don't have this son in your life! Dad was in a hurry: 'What should I do then?' Then the aunt said, 'I know a way.' You take this child to the field, and he can't do it anyway, so you slash him and see how many drops of blood are on the knife, and a few drops of blood means that you have several sons in your life. If this absurd statement were put now, that aunt would have been scolded as a madman, but in that absurd era, my father actually believed it. ”

"The next day, my father took a knife and picked me up from his bed, ready to go out and carry out this terrible plan. Although my mother didn't know what my aunt said last night, I knew it was not good by looking at my father's complexion. She threw herself at me and hugged me, begging my dad not to hurt me. But my father had already made up his mind, he scolded my mother a few words, and snatched me from my mother's hand. The mother cried and fell to the floor. She is the kind of absolutely traditional rural woman, she has no own opinions in her life, everything is up to my father, she is used to everything being decided by my father, in the face of everything in front of her, she can do nothing but cry, she just watched her father take her son away. She was desperate to think that she was going to lose another son. ”

"I was groggy and held by my father, completely unaware that I had entered the ghost gate. But just as we were about to get out of the block. Someone called Daddy from behind. When Dad looked back, it turned out to be a friend of his. I also know this person, his surname is Li, and I usually call him Uncle Li. Uncle Li saw my father walking down the street with me in his arms, so he asked him curiously what was going on. Dad had a very good relationship with him, so he told Uncle Li what had happened. ”

When Uncle Li heard this, his face immediately became solemn, he took my hand and looked at it, and then touched my head. Then he said, 'Don't worry, I see salvation from you, child.' Otherwise, you give me a few days, and I'll give this child some medicine, and if it really doesn't work, you can take him out again, and I don't care what you want. 'My father is forced to hack me to death, who doesn't love his own child?' Hearing that Uncle Li had a way, my father immediately agreed. I took a spin in the ghost gate and came back. ”

"Uncle Li understands Chinese medicine, and after carefully studying my illness, he felt that there was a cure, so he prescribed some medicine for me. Chinese medicine! It's all grass root bark, not as expensive as Western medicine. I took a few medicines according to Uncle Li's prescription, and the headache was really cured. My mother was overjoyed to see me recover day by day. She ran to Uncle Li's house in person despite her fatigue, and knelt down and kowtowed to others excitedly, thanking them for saving my life. Later, I also recognized Uncle Li as my godfather. ”

"Later, my family's situation was better. We all thought it was over, but no one knew that my little sister was still haunted. ”

In the blink of an eye, fifteen years have passed. I've grown up. The headache has not recurred, and the situation at home has improved a lot after a few years, at least I can eat a full stomach. We all forgot about the dead little sister. However, she did not leave at all, and she still hibernated in this house with a deep hatred. ”

"My mother is 60 years old, and she has damaged her body due to overwork and not being able to eat for several years. Her health deteriorated. At this time, I was almost 20 years old, and I went to work in the factory where my father worked. One day at noon, as soon as I entered the door after work, I saw my mother sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze. I thought she was uncomfortable, so I hurriedly walked over and asked, 'Mother, what's wrong with you?' The mother looked up in a daze and said, 'Your sister! She's back! After listening to my mother's words, I suddenly felt creepy. 'Mother, what nonsense are you talking about? But the mother shook her head: "It's not nonsense, I know she's back." ’”

"I chased my mother and asked for a long time before I figured it out. It turned out that my mother had a dream last night, and she dreamed of the wheat field again, and dreamed of her sister who was thrown in the wheat field. She was still so bruised, still wrapped in that tattered red swaddling cloth. But suddenly she opened her eyes. She glared at her mother fiercely, she resented her mother, resented that we abandoned her like this. My mother was woken up in the middle of the night. The next day, my father and my younger brothers and I went out to work. My mother was cleaning up at home alone, and while she was cleaning, she heard the sound of crawling in the back room. The mother thought it was a mouse, so she took a broom and went into the back room to fight the mouse. But she saw a horrific scene. ”

"Yes, it's my little sister, she is still crawling on the floor of the back room with that tattered red swaddling clothes on her body, and when she saw her mother come in, she also raised her head, and she still had festering wounds on her face, but she smiled at her mother's 'hehe'. My mother collapsed to the ground at that time. They looked at each other like this, and I don't know how long it took in a trance, and my mother herself didn't know when she sat on the edge of the bed, and she didn't wake up until I entered the door. ”

Later, there were more and more such situations, and my mother began to talk about my sister more and more frequently. She always said that her sister was right next to her, laughing, crying, eating, and sleeping. Later, it turned out that she was really taking care of a baby. We have to face the fact that my mother is a little insane. But she wasn't confused, except for telling us that our little sister was by her side every day, everything else was as usual. The home is still tidy and the food is still delicious. ”

"One day at noon, my mother, who was eating, suddenly covered her stomach with her hands and said that her stomach hurt. We rushed her to the hospital, and after examination, she suffered from cholecystitis......" Speaking of this, the old lady suddenly interrupted him: "You also have cholecystitis!" It can't be genetic, right? The old man nodded: "I haven't heard of this disease, but because of my mother's business, I have been worried about that operation." The old lady stopped talking, and the old man continued.

"If it were according to the current medical technology, my mother would be fine if she had her gallbladder removed like me, but at that time, the medical conditions were backward, and the hospitals in our city did not have that kind of technology at all, and I forgot what conclusion the hospital gave, so I treated it like that. After half a month in the hospital, my mother not only got better, but became more serious. My mother vomited and had a fever every day, but she kept talking about my little sister, saying that her little sister was playing next to her, and that her little sister was cute. ”

"A relative who came to visit me whispered to me if my mother was haunted by a ghost. But at that time, several of our brothers and sisters were young and didn't believe in this. It was also said that the relative preached feudal superstition. In this way, day after day, my mother's illness became more and more serious, and finally she couldn't even get out of bed, and the hospital issued a critical illness notice. We were carrying my mother out of the hospital. ”

"What can I do when I get home, but wait for death. My mother sometimes rolls around in pain, but the family is helpless. I still remember that night vividly. Because she couldn't eat for a long time, her mother was so thin that she was skinny. She lay weakly on a pillow. As if she knew she couldn't do it anymore, she struggled to call us all to her, and told us one by one. By ten o'clock in the evening, she was delirious, and none of us brothers were gone. I only heard her chatter: 'Child, don't make trouble, my mother knows that you have been bitter for more than ten years. Mother will accompany you, let's go to that wheat field. We will never be separated again! After repeating a few words, my mother went away quietly. ”

"At this moment, in the darkness of the night, I seemed to hear the baby's cry again......"

For a long time, it was still quiet in the carriage, and half of the people in the carriage were attracted by this tragic and mysterious story, and people were still reminiscing and sighing. At this time, the old man noticed that we were all listening to his story, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Alas! People are old, and they talk a lot! The old lady patted his hand gently: "Don't think about it, it's all over." ”

The carriage was noisy again, and at this time, the radio had already begun to broadcast that the train's terminal station Zhengzhou had arrived. Xin and I got out of the car. When I left the station, I saw the old couple again. They are supporting each other, step by step into the distance, looking at their backs, I can't help but silently thank them for telling this amazing story, and wish them happiness and health forever.