followed the woman, and my grandmother pulled me away and whispered to me, "You are not allowed to speak, you are not allowed to look back." ”

    I raised my head and looked at my grandmother puzzled, and just wanted to ask why, but my grandmother glared at me, and I immediately swallowed the words back. However, I also understand that because of the heavy yang energy in my body, the newly dead ghosts have very little guts, and I am a monster in their eyes, and to exaggerate, I can scare them to pee with a cough. The white thing I saw crawling out of the water just now may be the child's soul, and now it must be attached to the wet dress in the woman's arms, and when I speak at this time, I can probably frighten the child's ghost to turn around and run. As for why I can't turn back at this time? Grandma later explained that the yang energy in my body was very unstable, as soon as I raised my hand and turned my head, the yang energy would scurry back and forth, and the slight change in the yang energy in my body could also scare those new ghosts away. I laughed when I heard my grandmother's words, and I felt that I was indeed a monster.

    The woman walked on the path in the field with her clothes in her arms, the path was narrow, and there was corn on both sides, and the size of the corn stalk was about the same as mine, so that I had a sense of narrowness that my vision was blocked, and a gust of wind came, and the corn leaves rattled, and I felt that there was something scary hidden in these black green gauze tents, and I was a little panicked.

    The woman walked northeast and then northwest along the path of the crops, and then went around their village in a big circle, and then went straight north until they came to the north of their village, about two hundred meters from their village.

     It was mentioned a long time ago that the north side of the West Village was a large soil slope in the past, and it can also be said to be a levee, similar to the form of a tunzi, the main purpose is to prevent Japanese devils and floods, at that time the embankment was overgrown with weeds and wattles, strange branches, dogs and teeth intertwined, and very steep. At that time, if the Japanese devils really wanted to attack Nishimura, they would never attack from the north of the village. At this time, the embankment had been bulldozed by these losers, and at that time, there were still wild grasses and wattles growing in some places, and it was a very desolate place, where no crops grew and grass grew, and then a mile or two further north, the soil became hard, and it became a rocky land. Don't look at the small place we have here, but there are four kinds of soil landforms, sand, loess, mountain and rock, and the kind of clay soil that is similar to ginger soil, this kind of soil does not grow crops very much, I heard that it is particularly good to burn bricks, and there was a brick factory in our village at that time.

    For this part of the north of West Village, Chen Blind said, don't look at the barrenness here, but it is a treasure of feng shui, so most of the cemeteries in their village are concentrated here.

    At this time, the woman's child was also buried here, and our old rule here, those who have not married and those who have no offspring are not allowed to enter the ancestral grave.

    The woman walked to a grave and stopped, and when the grandmother saw the woman stop, she hurriedly pulled me to stop and whispered to me, stand still, don't make a sound, I nodded. Grandma walked towards the woman.

    I looked around boredly, there were weeds all around, and this piece was a grave for women and children, which was quite remote and felt a little desolate.

    Grandma walked up to the woman, stretched out her hand and asked for the clothes in the woman's arms, shook her hands slightly, unfolded the clothes and covered the grave, then took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands, took out a thick pile of yellow paper from the baggage, and said to the woman: "Go around the grave three times, and say, let's go, child, walk five steps and say once." ”

    The woman nodded her head and circled around the grave, and grandma hurriedly squatted down at this time and lit all the yellow paper in her hand, the firelight jumped, and I seemed to hear grandma sigh low as she looked at the firelight.

    The woman quickly finished the circle, however, after the woman finished the circle, the whole person seemed to collapse all of a sudden, and she cried on the grave, crying, and said it in her mouth, but the words that came out were amazing, I really don't know if I should write it out, the woman cried bitterly and said: "I'm sorry for my man, I'm sorry for my man, this child is not born to me, retribution......"

    On the way home, I wanted to go to Chen's blind man's house to see my brother, but my grandmother didn't let me, saying that my brother had already slept at this time, so I had to give up.

    When I returned home, before going to bed, my grandmother explained to me that the last words that the woman said at the grave could not be told to others, I nodded. I haven't said it, and I haven't said it until now, at least not from my mouth. Alas, leaking other people's **, do I deserve a stomachache? And for the past two days, I have been using medication every day to maintain it.

    This year's summer vacation, just like that, a few days before the start of school, this evening, my brother suddenly returned home, at this time, our family is having dinner, my brother hugged a big turtle into the door, grandma saw this and hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks from the stool and stood up, asked my brother, "Huangshan, why did you come back at this time?" ”

    My brother said, "School is about to start, the master called me back, and gave me this old turtle......"

When Grandma heard this, I saw that her eyes were red, and I turned my head to my parents and said, "I'm full, you can continue to eat, and I'll put a bowl on Huangshan, and I'll lie down in the house for a while." After saying that, my grandmother walked into her inner room tremblingly, and the lights were not turned on......

    It was night, and I didn't know what time it was, I was sleeping soundly, and suddenly I felt something was not right, there seemed to be movement in the room, I turned over and washed my face out, I felt that there was light on my eyelids beating, I woke up, I opened my eyes in a daze, and saw two candles lit on the table in the middle hall, and there was an incense burner in front of the candle, and a bundle of incense was burning in the incense burner. In front of the table, there was a person kneeling, I rubbed my eyes and took a closer look, it was grandma, grandma was kneeling there with her eyes closed at this time, and her mouth seemed to be muttering something lowly.

    I sat up from under the bed and was about to ask my grandmother what she was doing, but she seemed to know that I was awake and raised her hand, which meant not to tell me to speak. I rubbed my eyes again and just sat on the bed and looked at my grandmother.

    About three or four minutes later, Grandma opened her eyes and bent down to pull out a bowl from under the table. Because there was no light under the table, I didn't see it just now, at this time it seemed that there was something inside, grandma carefully held the bowl on the table, and then took out a needle from her body, and then pricked her fingers, and dripped a few drops of finger blood into the bowl, and then, grandma picked up the bowl of water and poured it into the incense burner, and the sound came, and the incense smoked white smoke to extinguish all of the grandma. Then the grandmother popped twice and blew out the candles on both sides, and the room was suddenly dark.

    I still didn't make a sound, I held my breath and listened, there was a slight footstep of grandma in the house, and it seemed to be coming to me, after a while, I heard the sound of grandma lifting the curtain, grandma seemed to enter the back room. I immediately wondered, what was my grandmother doing when she didn't speak in the middle of the night?

    I wanted to get out of bed and turn on the light, but I didn't dare to get out of bed, because grandma must have done this for a reason, maybe she was doing some kind of ritual.

    I sat on the bed and waited for a while, but there was no movement at all, and after waiting for a while, the sleepiness came up, and I thought to myself, I was asking my grandmother what was going on at dawn tomorrow, and I fell asleep on the bed again.

    When I woke up the next day, the candles and incense burners on the table were gone, and I asked my grandmother what she was doing last night, and she said she hadn't done anything. Why didn't I believe it so much, and asked, grandma said that it was my dream of sleep hysteria, why do I think it's so impossible? But this matter has been put aside since then, maybe it was really my dream.

    A few days later, school started, I was promoted to the sixth grade, at this time, I felt like a big child, I saw those primary school students of one or two years, it was very funny, silly and naïve, who knows, I have only grown up for a few years, and besides, I am still a child.

    There is such a day, self-study class, don't be surprised, there is a self-study class in the sixth grade, we were in that school, none of the teachers were formal, all of them were from our own village, the teachers' academic qualifications, almost all of them graduated from junior high school, our homeroom teacher, even worse, is a yellow-haired girl, junior high school did not graduate, just because her father is the village head, forced her into the school to be a teacher, she was only seventeen years old that year, a bear child who did not graduate from junior high school, without any teaching experience, What's even more odious is that she is still the head teacher of our graduating class, just imagine, she herself is a yellow-haired girl, and she still relies on others to lead and play, what can she teach us?

    The class is chaotic all day long, we have a whole class, more than 60 people, all of them are wasted, our head teacher, teach us Chinese, the handwriting is particularly ugly, good guys, in our class, there is no beautiful handwriting, and all of them are wasted.

    In this day's self-study class, I found that my tablemate Hu Huihui was lying on the desk and writing honestly.

     That's right, at that time, the desks were all two people and one piece, unlike now. I leaned my head over to take a look, and she hurriedly covered it with her hand.

    I asked her, "What did you write?"

    She said, "I won't tell you." ”

    I think it's boring, and I'm bored on the table watching the language.

    After a while, Hu Huihui put the thing written in front of my eyes, and when I looked at it, it turned out to be - lyrics.

    TV series, a cut of Mei's lyrics, at that time, the TV series was very popular, and the song was also widely circulated among our students. However, Hu Huihui's lyrics are written, and I still remember them, and there are pinyin and typos in them, which is ridiculous when I think about it now.

    Although Hu Huihui is beautiful and writes well, her grades are really a mess, and it is said that beautiful girls are not very good at studying, which can be seen from her.

    " is sent to you. Hu Huihui said.

    I looked at the lyrics and was a little dumbfounded, and said, "I can't sing." ”

    Hu Huihui said: "I teach you, I sing a sentence and you sing a sentence." ”

    "The truth is like a vast grassland, layers of wind and rain can not be blocked, there is always a cloud open and sunrise, and the sun shines on you and me......"

    "True love is like a plum blossom blooming, cold ice and snow can not be submerged, blooming on the coldest branches, seeing spring towards you and me......"

     (Today's health is very bad.,Don't dare to do it in front of the computer.,Stomach aches when I sit.,Later,Write the above lyrics.,Write less than half of it.,I cried.,Today's chapter.,Change it tomorrow.。 ）