The female paper man was there, and the coffin was also brought to the coffin shop.

My grandmother put the female paper man into the coffin in a proper manner, put a bowl of water along the coffin, take out the paper man with the soul of the osmanthus, the paper man burned into ashes and sprinkled into the bowl, and then take a clean brush, the tip of the pen in the bowl lightly dipped in a small amount of paper water, respectively in the female paper man's eyebrows, palms, feet, each point, this is called "water to move the soul", after doing this, the soul of the osmanthus will be attached to the female paper man in the coffin, with it you can return home.

At this time, it was almost noon, and it was about seventy or eighty miles from us to Liuzhuang by the Yellow River, and it would take at least four hours to get to Liuzhuang at the average speed of the carriage. My grandmother was going to skip lunch and leave with some dry food, and if it went well, she would be able to go back and forth when it was dark.

When my grandfather saw it, he told my grandmother that I heard that there were many Japanese soldiers and killed a lot of people in the area along the Yellow River, so we should be more careful along the way; I also told my grandfather to bring a big box with a mirror, if something happens that can't be avoided, don't be afraid, no one has two heads on their shoulders, if they can't do it, they will do it with them!

My grandfather caught up with the carriage and carried my grandmother and the big coffin, and under the eyes of my grandfather and my grandmother, and went on the road.

At first, there was nothing, but after entering the ground in Yanjin County, there were really Japanese soldiers, and at several intersections, they set up checkpoints for these little Japanese, and the pedestrians passing by on the road had to check them one by one, and the big coffin pulled on the carriage was checked several times for these little Japanese, and I simply listened to my grandfather's words before I came, the coffin was not nailed, and if it was nailed, it had to be pried open for these little Japanese children to check.

When these little Japanese children saw that there was a paper figure in the coffin, they were all stupid and inexplicable, but they didn't bother my grandfather and grandma.

My grandfather's mirrored big box is tucked in his trouser leg, these little Japanese only check the items, and don't take them, otherwise the two of them may not even be able to pass the first level.

My grandfather peeked at these Japanese soldiers a few times, all of them were short and thick, carrying long spears, yellow skin, big leather boots, and a hat on their heads that covered the back of their necks. I heard that there is a saying about this fart curtain hat, saying that these little devils are afraid of cutting off the head of the squadron's * team's big knife, and a fart curtain is designed behind the hat, which is specially used to block the squadron's * team's big knife, but this statement, I don't know if it's true or not.

My grandmother was terrified when she saw these fierce Japanese soldiers, and her legs and stomach cramped every time she passed the checkpoint.

When they came to Liuzhuang with fear, it was already about three o'clock in the afternoon, because the big water that burst the embankment at the mouth of the garden in the past, which led to the diversion of the Yellow River, at this time Liuzhuang was no longer Liuzhuang on the side of the Yellow River, how far away from the Yellow River, my grandmother couldn't tell me, climbed the dirt slope and looked in the direction of Sanwangzhuang, just a surging ocean, thinking of the past days of Sanwangzhuang, don't be a taste.

At this time, the east end of the village and the west end of the village of Liuzhuang are equipped with small Japanese outposts, in and out of the inventory, the whole area, all the Japanese occupation area, from time to time on the road will appear a patrol team, such as Yama Difu.

After entering the village smoothly, the two of them inquired around, and after some twists and turns, they found out about Liu Guihua's maiden family, which was not bad, Osmanthus's father was still alive, and there was a man in the prime of life who was about thirty years old, saying that he was the youngest brother of Osmanthus.

This osmanthus father looked at me the same age as my grandfather, and as soon as my grandmother and grandfather reported their homes to him, the old man immediately became excited, and his mouth trembled and said, "Uncle Bingshou, I'm still alive!" ”

The old man was illiterate, and his son knew a few words, so he reluctantly gave the old man the letter of my grandfather's belief, and the old man listened to it, and took the letterhead from his son's hand, and was gloomy for a while.

Subsequently, the father and son took my grandmother and grandfather to find the village chief, the village chief is also surnamed Liu, the most respected one in the Liu family at this time, looking a few years older than my grandfather, it is estimated that they are in their early eighties.

Osmanthus's younger brother read the letter to the village chief again, and the village chief became excited after hearing it, and the sentence in his mouth was again, "Uncle Bingshou, I'm still alive!" ”

When my grandmother heard it, there was something wrong with the Liu family, but when I thought about it, I understood that in these years of famine, coupled with the famine in the first two years, there are really not many people who can come back to life, especially the elderly.

My grandmother explained to the village chief again, and the village chief's face immediately changed after hearing this, and he sat on the chair and muttered for a while, and finally, the village chief sighed, "Forget it, anyway, the way of the world has changed, what else is there to pay attention to, bury it......"

In this way, Liu Guihua was buried in the ancestral grave of the Liu family according to the funeral method of the heirs of the Liu family, and the grave was next to her mother. At this moment, Liu Guihua's wish has been fulfilled, and Jiuquan should be able to look at it.

Later, the Liu family said that the tomb of osmanthus was a girl's grave, that is, the grave of a big girl who had not yet come out of the pavilion, and later, the children and grandchildren were even more confused, thinking that it was a girl's grave that had not been out of the pavilion. Time has passed, the vicissitudes of life, and now the descendants of the Liu family have long forgotten the girl's grave, who would think about what kind of miserable and poignant story would be buried under the grave......

Liu Guihua's father wanted to keep my grandmother and grandfather at home for two days, but my grandmother was like an arrow and didn't want to stay. My grandfather got into the carriage and left the village under the watchful eyes of many people in Liu's house.

At that time, it was about five o'clock in the afternoon, it was dark late in summer, and at this time the sun looked still high, and my grandmother estimated that she should be able to get home when it was dark, but she didn't expect that something big happened halfway.

After the carriage left the ground in Yanjin County, it passed by a fork in the road, and on the other side of the road, there were several Japanese soldiers in yellow skins, maybe patrolling, or scouts or something, anyway, my grandmother and my grandfather didn't understand, so they knew that it was a team of Japanese soldiers wearing yellow skins.

Far away, a few Japanese soldiers beckoned to my grandmother and my grandfather, the two of them didn't know what these Japanese soldiers were going to do, but I heard that these Japanese soldiers like to scourge flower girls, my grandmother was in her twenties at this time, if a few Japanese soldiers stopped, it would definitely not be a good one.

My grandfather not only did not stop them, but on the contrary, he took out the twenty-ring box tucked in his trouser leg, and the whip struck the horse's ass a few times, and the old horse was in pain, and spread his hooves and sprang up.

In the past, it was all dirt, the road conditions were not good, and the old horse was desperate here, and the car was bumped upside down. When a few Japanese soldiers saw it in the distance, they shouted for a while, and without stopping for a while, they actually chased after them.

My grandmother and my grandfather looked behind us, and our hearts hung in the air, and my grandfather pumped the horse's ass so hard that the old horse screamed.

This kind of carriage design, short body low, after the horse is pulled, can not be happy to run, run a little faster, the front car gang will hit the horse's legs, the horse is in pain, it will not dare to run fast. This design is only for stability, not speed. But at this time, the drawbacks appeared, no matter how much my grandfather pumped the horse's buttocks, the old horse just couldn't run fast, and he actually caught up with those Japanese soldiers.

My grandfather saw a few Japanese soldiers sticking up like a bullshit plaster, and it seemed that he couldn't escape this catastrophe today, so he raised the big box and shot a few Japanese soldiers.

My grandfather's marksmanship is very average, and the carriage is very bumpy, and I don't know where those bullets hit.

But my grandfather banged the gun here, it didn't matter, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, the Japanese soldiers were screaming, chasing even tighter, didn't stop for a while, they also put down their guns, while putting the guns while chasing, fortunately the distance was relatively far, their marksmanship was not very good, and the bullets that flew over were not even next to the side of the carriage, but I frightened my grandmother, her face was pale, and her whole body was trembling.

I don't know how long it lasted, but the carriage shook violently, how high it was upside down, and there was a "click" sound after the wheel hit the ground, and my grandmother and my grandfather's hearts sank at the same time, broken, this sound, like the axle of the car was broken.

Before they could react, the car was already tilting towards the side of the road, and two people flew off the car. As for the old horse, he may have been frightened by the sound of gunfire at this time, and dragged the crooked cart and continued to run forward.

My grandmother, who fell on the side of the road, couldn't care about the pain at this time, so she got up and ran away with my grandfather, and the Japanese soldiers behind were still chasing and didn't stop shooting.

My grandmother saw that it was not good to run along the road, my grandfather had bad legs and feet, and he would be able to catch them in a while, but fortunately there was a cornfield on the side of the road, and my grandmother helped my grandfather to get into the cornfield and ran in the slanted thorns. At this time, the corn is already more than one person tall, and it will not show its head when it gets in.

I don't know how long I ran in this green gauze tent, but the gunfire behind me was getting closer and closer, and the two of them trembled in their hearts, eager to give birth to two more legs.

When they ran out of the cornfield without a head or a brain, they looked up and saw that they had come to the old locust tree. This area is a wheat field, and there is no shelter nearby, if you run further, the Japanese soldiers behind will catch up, and the two people will have to be a living target.

At this time, my grandmother suddenly noticed that a large branch on the old locust tree was broken, and I don't know when it was broken, hanging low on the ground against the body of the tree. My grandmother quickly thought that if she could climb up the tree, which was dense with branches and leaves, the Japanese soldiers hiding inside would definitely not find it.

My grandmother didn't have the time to explain so much to my grandfather, so she pushed him to the tree first, and she herself followed and climbed up with the branches.

When my grandmother reached the top of the tree, she saw that the middle of the tree was actually hollow, and it was absolutely no problem to accommodate two people, so she pulled my grandfather and jumped into the tree hole together. At this time, I can only ask Lao Huaixian for blessing, if this is discovered by those Japanese soldiers, I can't run if I want to.

As soon as I jumped in, I heard the strange cries of a few Japanese soldiers outside, and after a while, the screams actually stopped here in the old locust tree, and my grandmother could clearly hear their panting and their own heartbeat, and the whole person was extremely nervous. And my grandfather, raise the gun in his hand high, the muzzle of the gun is pointed at the mouth of the tree hole, if those little Japanese dare to show their heads at the mouth of the tree hole, they will directly break the net with them, and finally leave two more beans, one for my grandmother, and one for himself!

A few Japanese soldiers were obviously tired of chasing, and they kept talking under the tree, as if they were resting under the old locust tree.

After a while, the voices of several Japanese soldiers changed, and they yelled as if they were cursing, and then there was a fierce fight in the ping-pong, which made my grandmother's heart beat in horror.

After a long while, a series of screams came, and my grandmother had cramps in her legs and stomach, and her hands were covering her mouth, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the fight became softer and softer, and the screams became quieter and quieter, as if it was almost over, and after a while, only the humming sound remained, as if gasping for breath before dying.

At this time, there was a string of footsteps in the distance, there was a lot of noise, and there were quite a few people listening, and the footsteps quickly stopped here in the old locust tree. ”