My grandmother was stunned when she heard this, there were so many crying people in the courtyard, coupled with the appearance of the white-bearded old man, it was already extremely strange, and at this time I heard the old man say that he had robbed their family's food. My grandmother was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood, and hurriedly asked the old man, "The grain in the cave is yours?" ”

The white-bearded old man looked sad and helpless, and nodded twice at my grandmother.

My grandmother looked the old man up and down carefully, guessed and asked the old man, "Are you ...... Rat Fairy? ”

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand, and was sincerely afraid, "Bai Xiangu, you can torture us, where do we dare to call us 'immortals', it is an ordinary cultivation mouse, two years ago, we knew that there was going to be a catastrophe, and we prepared some food in advance, who knows, who knows......" The white-bearded old man's voice became smaller and smaller.

My grandmother frowned, very embarrassed, and said in her heart, she was reluctant to give up the grain, so she paused for a while and asked the old man, "When we went into the cave to dig grain, why didn't you remind us?" ”

When the old man heard my grandmother's words, he actually covered his face and cried, "Bai Xiangu, did you tell me that you were laughing, on the day you went to our house, there was an old fairy standing next to your old man, and a fairy in red standing next to you, where did we dare, so scared that our whole family hid in the hole and didn't dare to come out, and then ...... Later, I wanted to come to your house to ask for food, who knew that I was stopped by the fairy in red beside you, and the fairy said, if we dare to come to you to ask for food, let her children and grandchildren eat our whole family, we have no choice but to cry in your yard......" After speaking, the old man whined and tears like rain, looking pitiful and helpless.

My grandmother is not a hard-hearted person, listening to the old man say this, my heart is very uncomfortable, besides, the food is originally someone else's, she took the loss, she bit her lower lip, and said: "Old man, since the food belongs to your family, then ...... That...... Then you can take it back, but ...... But can you give us a little, and we will give you double the food in the future. ”

The old man hurriedly waved his hand, "Bai Xiangu, we don't want any food, you can keep it." ”

When my grandmother heard the old man say this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she also felt that she couldn't help it, and excused herself: "Then how can it be done, the food is given to us, what will you eat, or ...... Why don't we divide it evenly. ”

The old man heard my grandmother say this, stopped crying, wiped the tears on his face and said: "Bai Xiangu, in fact, our family can't eat so much food, if you want to leave us a way to live, then you can cook a little more every day when cooking, after boiling the pot, first put two bowls of buckle in the southeast corner of your house, two bowls of upside down rice, enough for our whole family snacks, three meals a day, what you eat, we will eat." ”

Hearing the old man say this, my grandmother suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, this requirement was too easy to do, for fear that the old man would regret it, so she hurriedly agreed to it.

Seeing that my grandmother agreed, the old man turned around and shouted outside the courtyard, "Children, come and kowtow to Bai Xiangu......" Before the old man finished speaking, he saw that on the top of the wall in the corner of the courtyard, countless black-haired mice appeared almost instantly, some big and some small, not to mention hundreds, one by one or jumping or jumping, scurrying to my grandmother's feet, and then sitting upright on the ground like a dog, first kowtowing and then kowtowing, as if worshipping my grandmother, they all brushed and fell down a large piece.

The rat kowtowed, this scene really shocked and opened my grandmother's eyes......

Early the next morning, my grandmother told my grandfather what happened during the night, and my grandfather didn't say anything after listening to it, but only said one sentence lightly, "Go to your uncle's house and tell them to serve two bowls of rice every day and buckle them in the southeast corner." ”

Who are my grandmother and my grandfather's uncle, it is Wang Caoyubei. Until now, my grandfather's family and Wang Caoyu's family are still in chaos. My grandmother Wang Xiaoyu called Wang Caoyu "brother", and Wang Caoyu called my grandfather "uncle", their next generation is even more chaotic, no matter how they are called. Wang Caoyu's youngest son, Wang Shicheng, can call my grandmother "aunt" or "cousin".

My grandmother didn't go to my uncle Wang Caoyu's house immediately, and asked my grandfather, "Dad, do you know who the fairy in red is next to me?" ”

Hearing my grandmother ask this, my grandfather stared at my grandmother for a long time without saying anything. In the end, my grandfather sighed and said: "It should be the red-haired fox, when I brought you back, I gave the tablet of the red-haired fox to your grandfather Baiyueshan, you are a member of the old Bai family in the tethered horse village, and they have a tablet at home, and the red fox will naturally protect you......"

"Oh, then, you......" my grandmother asked again.

My grandfather's face sank, "Don't ask me who the old fairy next to me is, it's not something you should know." ”

My grandmother swallowed it back and never asked again.

Wang Caoyu's house is only a wall away from my grandfather's house, and I can walk a few steps away. My grandmother walked out of the house and walked to Wang Caoyu's house, thinking in her heart, it was too wronged to put two bowls of rice on the southeast corner of the wall.

After arriving at Wang Caoyu's house, my grandmother briefly told Wang Caoyu's family what happened at night, and then let them build a small shack in the southeast corner of the courtyard, which resembles a small ancestral hall, and the area is two feet square.

When my grandmother returned home, she also built a small ancestral hall of the same kind, and worshiped it every day. In this way, people and mice are safe.

The Rat Immortal Ancestral Hall, which my grandmother enshrined, was enshrined until the Cultural Revolution in 66 years, when the house was raided, the Red Guards smashed it. From 1942 to 1966, it was worshiped uninterrupted for nearly 24 years, and on the whole, the rats took advantage of it.

In the autumn of 1943, the famine in the province basically ended, and the grain in the fields had been harvested.

However, don't ask me where the seeds of the grain come from, I really don't know how the seeds can be planted when everyone was eaten at that time. In the later stages of the Great Famine, the news was spread by an American journalist named "Bai Xiude", which caused public opinion in the international community, and the Nationalist Government could not withstand the pressure of public opinion, so it was forced to transfer some grain from other provinces to Henan. (Bai Xiude, Jia Anna, The Thunder of China, p. 195: "Bai Xiude knew that the drought was severe, but if the government stopped paying taxes and took relief measures, it would be possible to quickly reduce the death toll of the victims, because there was a large stock of grain in Shaanxi, a neighboring province of Henan Province.") However, officials at all levels have always downplayed the disaster and tried to cover it up. ”）

At this time, the war in the whole country was stalemate and entered a white-hot state, and this small village at the foot of the mountain was not spared from being dispersed into the smoke of war.

On the morning of that day, a group of Japanese dressed in khaki military uniforms came to the village, about 20 people, carrying the sun flag, and rushed the whole village to train the whole village together, and each family also gave some food and clothes, and the Japanese were still holding candy in their hands and distributing them to the children.

In my grandmother's words, I heard people in other places say that if a child doesn't want candy, he will be gouged out by these Japanese soldiers, but this is not the case in our village.

The food received from the Japanese was eaten by my grandfather's whole family, and the military uniform like a weasel skin was thrown into the stove by my grandfather and burned as firewood.

In the next few days, the Japanese set up two checkpoints in the south and east of the village, each with only four or five people, but they did not harass the people in the village, that is, the villagers had to be interrogated when they entered and left the village. However, the big girls and little daughters-in-law in the village did not dare to go out, and they had to smear a layer of pot ash on their faces when they went out, for fear of being looked down upon by those Japanese soldiers. In those days, my grandmother also stayed at home and didn't dare to go out. 360mobe The Last Ghost Hunter

One night half a month later, gunshots rang out at the checkpoints at the south and east ends of the village at the same time, and they rang out for most of the night, so frightened that the villagers did not dare to show their heads in the bed.

The next day, some villagers went to the checkpoint to see that all the Japanese soldiers stationed at the checkpoint had been killed. A brave villager also picked up a "foreign leak" in the sentry post and picked up a Japanese katana. According to the man, the knife was so sharp that a small tree the thickness of an adult's arm could be cut with a single knife, and it was later stolen during the Cultural Revolution.

In the afternoon of the same day, a Kuomintang army of several hundred people passed through the village and entered the mountains, while looting a small amount of grain in the village.

The next morning, two Japanese planes whizzed over the village and dropped two bombs from the planes, one of which landed on a family surnamed Zhang. The family has been practicing medicine for generations and is a barefoot man in the village. Lang Zhong's parents and wife were all killed, leaving only Lang Zhong and a seven or eight-year-old boy, whose right foot was also hit by shrapnel, and his right leg was crippled, and there was no way to save him.

The boy's name is Zhang Jing'an (real name), he is now nearly eighty years old, he has inherited his father's mantle when he grows up, he treats the people in the village on crutches, he has a good heart, he is very good to everyone, he is still alive and still lives in our village, and he showed me when I was sick when I was a child. Seven or eight years ago, I heard from my parents that he had cancer and was dying. However, this summer, I passed by their house and saw him playing chess with a few people in the shade of a tree, and it was a miracle that the cancer patient was still alive!

From him, I read the saying, "A good man has a safe life."

Another bomb from the Japanese devil fell into our yard, half of the house was blown up, and the whole family was stuffed inside...... -The Last Ghost Hunter-