Speaking of which, there are still many details of my grandmother's experience, and there are many related and foreshadowing links, which lead to a myriad of things, so that I don't know where to write: land reform, the Cultural Revolution, until now, the fate of Huanghuadong, the fate of Zhenshi, the fate of Tiangang Array, the fate of the headless general temple, the fate of the bullet in the temple, the fate of Xinyangzi, and the fate of Xinyangzi's apprentices...... These have undergone earth-shaking changes during the land reform and the Cultural Revolution, or in other words, they have encountered devastating disasters, and after the reform and opening up, these have resurgence of changes, and they are dramatic, just like life, high and low, ups and downs.

However, this book should not always revolve around this experience, and then write it later, focusing on my grandmother's other experiences and my experience, and at this time, I am afraid that I will forget or ignore the details of this experience and the unexplained follow-up.

In today's chapter, I will make a summary of my grandmother's experience for the time being, and when I write about the land reform and the Cultural Revolution, if I think about it, I will bring it with me by the way, if I can't remember it, then I can only forget it.

To put it in my heart, I don't know why, I am in a very low mood today, whenever the end of the experience of my ancestors, it is a depression in my reality, a long sigh, and a sigh of life.

Each time, it takes me days to get through this downturn, or maybe I'm just a more nostalgic, sad, and emotional person. But it's no wonder that in the experience of my ancestors, there were few tragedies that made them regret, painful, or even collapsed, but in my experience, there were several great sorrows and joys, big ups and downs, tears dried up, and my throat was hoarse...... To this day, I rarely go out to help people anymore because I can't get over the hurdle in my heart. Now every day I can only spend in self-remorse, repentance, and atonement. Sometimes I think about it, my health is not good, but I deserve it, those things in the past, I have a chance to redeem them, but I let it go with the flow, wanton and crazy, and when I wake up, the opportunity to make amends is gone, gone, gone......

Alas...... Well, after spending so much, some friends may have been impatient for a long time, let's get to the point, those things of mine, when I write about my experience, I will write it little by little, paragraph by paragraph, and pile by pile, which can be regarded as a reminiscence, and it can be regarded as a repentance.

Straight to the point...... The town stone is standing, the small temple is for offering, and the Tiangang array has also suppressed those restless battle spirits, and the small village is so quiet. There are still more than a dozen children left in Huanghuadong, and they have also been given away by Xinyangzi within a few years, which can be said to be a great joy.

It has been peaceful, until the time of the land reform, maybe in 1950, some young villagers who do not know the importance of the town, the eight town stones have been dug out of the ground, when they built the house, they took it to lay the foundation, now those stones, I am afraid that they are still pressed under the houses of some people in our village, which ones, my grandmother can't remember clearly, my grandmother said, once these town stones are the foundation, there is no power at all, just like ordinary stones, but it is a pity that those town stones, It's a pity that the villagers worked hard at that time.

During the Cultural Revolution, the small temple in the northeast of the village was smashed by the Red Guards. At that time, Huanghuadong was also the focus of these Red Guards. After the small temple was smashed, the bullet that my grandmother pressed into the wall was exposed, and the Red Guards checked, it turned out that this small temple was also built with the Taoist priest of Huanghuadong, and the tablet in the small temple was not only the Kuomintang officer's, but there were still bullets hidden in it. The Red Guards were immediately indignant.

Just such a bullet, to the Huanghua Cave brought a complete disaster, nearly eighty years old Xin Yangzi, forced to hang himself, several closed disciples, dead, crippled, only one or two young, ran into the mountains overnight and did not dare to come out. The entire Huanghua Cave was burned to the ground, and the former glory no longer existed. The cave of Huanghua Daxian, the stone bed, the stone table, and the stone bench, were carried out and thrown into the ravine, and the statue of the god was also humiliated, not only was dragged out of the cave and urinated on it, but also in the crotch of the skirt of the statue, the colored glaze was scraped off with a knife, and the appearance of a female genitalia was scraped out...... Is it bearable, who? I can't bear it!!

At that time, my grandmother was also in dire straits every day, and if it weren't for Xinyangzi's ghost coming to the house, she wouldn't know about these things. This, when I write about the Cultural Revolution, if I still remember this stubble, I will write it in detail. The Cultural Revolution, the Cultural Revolution, it was the most difficult period for my grandmother, and it was a miracle that my grandmother was able to endure it without committing suicide. The fragrance of plum is bitter cold, and the "bitterness" should be the Cultural Revolution......

The last thing to mention is the big pit where more than 400 government troops are buried, and the "Tiangang Array" that was fought on it.

This one, the most dramatic.

Because the peach wedge will rot if it is buried in the ground for a few years, but after it rotted, my grandmother found that the war spirit of these government troops was dispersed, but the ghosts were still concentrated and refused to leave, and it seemed that they had regarded it as "home".

For these, my grandmother tried a lot of methods, and finally found that every autumn to burn them paper incense, they will leave a part, wait until the winter, and then nail them with a peach wedge, wait until the next autumn, and then burn incense and burn paper for them, just like that, step by step, peel off the cocoon, and send away a few every year.

Many years later, with the passage of the sun and the moon and the change of centuries, there are more and more people in our village, and the houses are getting bigger and bigger. The entire area of the village soon approached the grave of the dead, where more than 400 people were buried. Perhaps because of the heavy yin here, neither trees nor food, the other wasteland around the village has been developed into cultivated land, but here, it has been barren, overgrown with weeds, deserted, and walked in in summer, it is all air-conditioned, but no one dares to go there to take a cool escape from the heat.

In 2000, I was twenty-one years old, and in one more year, I would reach the legal age for marriage.

In our rural areas, if you want to marry a daughter-in-law, the most basic condition is to have a house. At that time, our family was such an old house, and there were three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, although I looked good when I was young, but in terms of the conditions in my family, you are like Andy Lau, and no one wants to marry you. Who wants to live with you in a house where it's raining heavily outside, it's raining lightly inside, and pots and pans are all over the floor to catch the rain?

My family wanted to build a new house for me to get married. My father went to the brigade to apply for a pile foundation, and if we wanted to build a house in the countryside, we had to go there...... Now it is called the village committee, and in the past it was called the "brigade", and you must go to the "brigade" to find the village chief and secretary to apply for a pile foundation. Coincidentally, that year, there were quite a lot of households applying for the pile foundation, and the village just happened to plan the homestead, so all the pile foundations were planned to the north of the village this year, which means that the pile foundation in the village in the future will refer to the northernmost piece, aligned from north to south.

That year, there seemed to be a total of more than 40 pile foundations, and the brigade asked the people who applied for the pile foundation to "pinch the eggs", that is, to "draw lots", and as a result, my father just hit the top of the dead man's pit, the very center of the "Tiangang Array". When my grandmother found out, she said, "It's time for our family to keep it."

It took more than half a year for our family's new house to be built, and it was in the dead man's pit, which is the house where I live now, and the house where I am typing and writing books now!

After the new house was built, I didn't get married, and the whole family moved in.

Later, my wife and I got married, and my parents moved back to the leaky old house with my grandmother.

As soon as they left, the family immediately seemed unpopular, and every time they went home, they were deserted.

It didn't take long for the house to be restless, and the things below were making a fuss. As soon as the evening came, some talking, some walking. Lying in the bedroom, you can clearly hear the crackling and laughter in the living room.

Frightened, my wife asked if there was a thief in the house, and I knew it, so I told my wife that it was okay, but the rats were making trouble.

In fact, for so many years, we have never had rats in our house, let alone rats, and even dogs can be scared to death.

My father-in-law likes to raise dogs, and every time the family dog has a puppy, he wants me to take one home, and I can't resist him, so I take one back. However, after a few days of being brought home, he had to die, and his inexplicable death led to the burial of five or six puppies in vain in a year or two under the vines outside our yard.

Later, many people in our village raised otter rabbits to earn money. I also want to raise, more than a hundred dollars sold a pair, raised in our yard, I also specially built a nest for them, when I bought it back, I jumped around, but within a few days and nights, both of them died, staring at a pair of red eyes to die, how scary and scary it looked. It's just this house, fortunately I live in it, or someone else, and it is estimated that the family is not as simple as a single dead animal.

At that time, I had basically finished learning, so I discussed with my grandmother whether to cure the following things, it was too annoying. My grandmother said that they are also poor people, and they don't care about you, what do you do to treat them, just get used to it, and don't raise anything at home except people in the future.

Later, my father-in-law asked me to take the puppy home to raise it, and I never hugged it again, and the animals I brought home couldn't be raised, so I was killing them.

This situation did not improve until my son was born, my son was domineering, and his yang energy was heavier than mine. Subsequently, out of several rooms, only one room remained restless.

Later, my wife took my son to sleep in the bedroom, and I separated from them and slept in that restless room, and every ten o'clock in the evening, those things started to make trouble, and I listened carefully, and there were men and women, and a group of demons laughed and scolded, as if they were having fun.

At this time, every time I was upset about writing, I would take them off, and I would shout in the room, "Get out of here, or I'll beat you up one by one." ”

A sound went down, and the night was quiet. The next day, though, I tossed it again, because I had never beaten them, and they weren't afraid of me.

Just a month ago, the noise was a little quieter, and in the evening there was an animal in the house, a cat. The cat is also evil, sometimes white, sometimes black, the most evil, always around twelve o'clock in the evening, with the head of the "bang" hit our door, angry I run naked in the middle of the night to pick it up, although every time I have not caught it, but it is also very gratifying, at least, there is an animal at home, even if it is a cat demon, it is also an animal. After chasing the cat, the sleepiness is gone, turn on the computer to look at the results of the book, and occasionally on QQ, once, on QQ forgot to be invisible, a friend asked me, why haven't I slept. I said, there was a cat in the house and was woken up. I remember that I seemed to have mentioned this in the group.

Later, I made a small move to fix the cat, and the cat no longer dared to bang on the door, and squatted in the back window of my room to "meow", and as soon as it called, the frolicking in the room immediately stopped.

On the twenty-eighth day of this year's Lunar New Year, about nine o'clock in the evening, I was undressing and getting ready for bed, and there was a bat in the room for some reason!

Bats seem to have hibernation habits, this winter, there is a bat that does not hibernate, and the windows at home are still closed so tightly, where did it come from? Although I am a descendant of this aspect, many things have long been strange, but this is also a bit of a strange world!

I looked at the bat flying around the room with no head and no head, ignored it, and turned on the lamp to sleep.

The next night, when our family was having dinner in the living room, the bat in my room actually appeared in the living room again, fluttering around, my son had never seen a bat, and looked at the bat and shouted, "Little bird! ”

Strange to say, maybe the bat was frightened by my son's domineering, or maybe it was disturbed by my son's screams with its own sound waves, hit its head against the wall and fainted, and then fell on the living room as a door cabinet.

My son pulled me to look, "Daddy, little bird, little bird." ”

I walked over to the doorboard and pinched the stunned bat, it was a small bat, with a pair of fleshy wings curled up, and a pair of small eyes shining, and when I pinched it, the sharp mouth opened, revealing the white fangs inside.

I pinched it in front of my son's eyes and showed it to him, and said to him, "This is not a bird, this is a bat, take a good look and remember what it looks like, and in the future, I guess you will never see this thing again......"

My son raised his hand and touched the bat's hairy belly, and the bat immediately "squeaked" like a mouse.

After reading it to my son, I went out into the yard and threw it into the sky, and the bat flapped its wings and flew away......

At the moment when the bat flew away, I felt a sense of loss in my heart for some reason, and I felt that I had lost a lot of ...... at once

Since that day, there has been no sound in the house at night, no frolicking, no cat meowing, no sound......

-- Recorded in, February 23, 2015, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, 3:43 p.m.......