In the evening, my dad came home after dinner, and while he was having dinner, my dad told my grandma about it. At that time, I was sitting at the dinner table, listening with my ears pricked up as I put food in my mouth.

My grandmother asked my father, "Which daughter-in-law is it in our village?" ”

My dad thought for a while and said, "I think it's all the people of Mr. Zhang's family, and I guess they are the daughter-in-law of Mr. Zhang's family." ”

Grandma asked again: "Is it Boss Zhang's daughter-in-law, or Boss Zhang's daughter-in-law?" ”

I glanced at my dad, who shook his head and said, "I don't know, I saw a pair of women's black cloth shoes and half-cut black pants." ”

Grandma pondered for a moment and said, "The brothers of their old Zhang family don't believe this, if Boss Zhang's daughter-in-law is okay to say, if the daughters-in-law of Zhang's family are ......" Grandma said this, picked up a pickle from the pickle bowl, picked up her own bowl and ate the meal, and said no more.

Seeing this, my dad also picked up the bowl and ate the meal, and said no more.

I looked at my grandmother, and then I looked at my dad, and neither of them looked very good.

Who is this old Zhang family? Friends who have mailed me medicines and items may not be strangers. Boss Zhang is my friend Zhang Yongqing's uncle, Zhang Laoer, is his own father, the Kuomintang company commander mentioned in the past, that is Zhang Yongqing's second grandfather, that is, Zhang Boss and Zhang Laoer's own uncle.

Zhang Yongqing's ancestor is also a big landlord, a veritable big landlord, and his family has money, otherwise how could their family provide for a Kuomintang company commander who graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy.

Zhang Yongqing's father-in-law was also a well-known figure in our village at that time, but he died relatively early, do you still remember the fact that the Japanese let the people in our village go into the mountains to carry the corpses?

Zhang Yongqing's grandfather seemed to be in his early thirties at the time, and his grandfather and uncle seemed to be in their teens at the time, not yet adults. Zhang Yongqing's personality of this grandfather, I feel similar to my grandfather, and he has also practiced martial arts, the Japanese told him to go into the mountain to carry the corpse, he went, but after entering the mountain, a corpse did not carry it, and directly fought with the Japanese soldiers, just imagine, so many Japanese soldiers, and fully armed, you are bare-handed, no matter how good your ability is, you can't stand it, and as a result, a group of Japanese soldiers stabbed into a hornet's nest with bayonets, and all the whole body is full of bayonet eyes, the tragic situation can be imagined. Among my friends, Zhang Yongqing is the most hateful.

Zhang Yongqing's grandfather and uncle, when he was a child, he went to private school outside the mountain, and he was considered a cultural person in their generation, Zhang Yongqing's grandfather also wrote a good calligraphy, but their big family, just don't believe this, don't respect ghosts and gods, during the Cultural Revolution, I also exposed my grandmother, in the past, the relationship between our two families was not very good, and they didn't greet each other face-to-face on the road.

Uncle Zhang Yongqing's temper is a little better, and he treats people well, but his grandfather is not good, his temper is weird, he still fights with people at the age of seventy, and he still scolds the street at the age of eighty, like this, is this what cultural people do? Can people like this be expected to believe in these spirits?

Of course, I have obtained the consent of my good friend Zhang Yongqing, who told me that the facts are the facts, and it is okay to use the real names of their family members.

At that time, according to my grandmother's meaning, if Zhang Yongqing's daughter-in-law, that is, if Zhang Yongqing's grandmother fell into an evil spirit, you can go over and have a look, because Uncle Zhang Yongqing's temper is still better, if you talk to him well, maybe you can agree with my grandmother to show his daughter-in-law, if it is Boss Zhang's daughters-in-law, then it won't work, because Boss Zhang's sons are stronger than one another, and they don't believe in this at all, Boss Zhang can be the master of his own daughter-in-law, he can't be the master of those daughters-in-law.

At this time, our family can only wait and see, if their family comes to find, then go over and see, if they are silent at home, then our family will be even more silent, no one wants to send it to the door to ask for fun.

Two days later, my grandmother heard that it was Boss Zhang's daughter-in-law who was evil, not his daughter-in-law. Grandma wondered if she should go to the old family to take a look. In fact, people who do our business, if they can't encounter this kind of thing, if they really encounter this kind of thing, that is, others don't come to invite, and they can't bear it in their hearts, which is like an occupational disease, in other words, in other words, this is your professional ethics, is a responsibility that you can't shirk, who told you to do it.

In the evening, after dinner, my grandmother called me up and told my dad that I was going to see Mr. Zhang's house. My dad disagreed, and said to my grandmother, "What are you going to do, don't scold the people of the old Zhang family anymore, you forgot that their family went to expose you during the Cultural Revolution, if it weren't for their family, would you have beaten those Red Guards so hard." ”

Grandma smiled and said, "It was all a long time ago, and their family was also forced to do it, what did they mention it for, it was all from the neighborhood, so I went to their house to ask." ”

My dad usually couldn't stop my grandma when she made up her mind, and my dad dragged me out of the house under my dad's objections.

This old Zhang family is not very far away from the northwest of our hometown. As mentioned earlier, their family used to be a big landlord, and the family had money and many houses, but when they fought the local tyrants to divide the land, they distributed their good houses to the poor in the village.

Mr. Zhang's family originally had four sons and a daughter, but one son fell into a well and drowned when he was a child, and now there are only three sons and one daughter left, and the girl is the youngest. Boss Zhang's eldest granddaughter is one year older than me, and the other little grandchildren are all three or four years younger than me.

On the way to Zhang's hometown, my grandmother explained to me that after arriving at Zhang's family, I didn't say anything, and when I saw that Grandma Zhang, I walked over and sat next to her, and I nodded in agreement. At this time, I didn't realize that I was an evil spirit, and my grandmother had already begun to use me as a magic weapon.

Soon, I followed my grandmother to Mr. Zhang's house, their small courtyard has no courtyard gate, the space in the yard is very narrow, like a corridor, there are houses on the left and right, Mr. Zhang lives in the hall house, and the three sons live in the side house. At this time, Boss Zhang had already separated from his sons, although he was still living in a small courtyard, but he had already separated pots and pans to eat.

Grandma pulled me into the yard and shouted twice, Boss Zhang walked out of the hall with a bowl, it seemed that he was eating, seeing my grandmother, his face looked a little surprised, but he was also very polite, and hurriedly went to the hall to meet my grandma, at this time, the door of the Westinghouse also opened, and only a head was exposed from the crack in the door.

I turned my head and looked, I know this person, Boss Zhang's eldest son, his eldest son is very distinctive, the whole village knows him, he is very low, to what extent, as far as my mother's height is concerned, my mother's height is only one meter five, but my mother is bigger than him when she stands in front of him, and the people in the village call him "hate the sky" behind his back. Not only is he low, but he still has a fierce face, and his arms and legs are thick and strong, just like the five short and three thick described in the novel.

When the eldest son saw that it was my grandmother, his eyes immediately widened, and he asked my grandmother unceremoniously, "What are you doing at our house?" ”

My grandmother smiled at him and said kindly, "I'm coming to see your mother." ”

The eldest son's face sank when he heard this, and he said coldly: "As long as the people in your family go to other people's houses, it will be fine, my mother is fine, I don't need you to see it, take the child away." ”

Grandma was still smiling, and she still spoke very kindly: "It won't hinder you, I'll take a look and leave." ”

When the eldest son heard this, he squeaked the door open, and walked out of the door, his short and thick figure looked like a monster, and I thought he was going to drive us away, and he held his grandmother tightly.

At this time, Boss Zhang yelled at him: "Big boy, what do you want to do!" ”

The eldest son said, "It's okay, I'll go see my mother too." "That being said, that look didn't mean that, it was clearly trying to spy on my grandmother, afraid that my grandmother would make small moves.

I don't know what kind of hatred their old Zhang family has with our family, and we have no malice when we go to their house, as for being so precautionary. Later, I learned that Boss Zhang's sons are not very filial, and often quarrel with Boss Zhang, the eldest son said that the old couple was partial to the second son, the second son said that the old couple was partial to the third son, and the third son said that he was partial to the eldest son, which one is biased? I'm afraid this is all an excuse for them not to support the elderly!

Boss Zhang's daughter-in-law, because of this son, is angry and sick, and from time to time she will go crazy and say some nonsense.

These sons are ashamed to spread the word, not only my grandmother, but also everyone in the village who comes to their house.

At this moment, the doors of the east and south houses also rang, and the second and youngest sons of Boss Zhang also came out, his second son's nickname was Black Boy, and his youngest son was called White Boy. The names of these two sons are appropriate, black and white, but they are the same as normal people.

The two brothers and the boss had the same thoughts, they went into the house and pretended to see his mother, but in fact they were spying on my grandmother, and the three brothers followed me and my grandmother's butts into the hall together.

There is no room in this hall of Mr. Zhang's family, there is a kang at the southeast end of the room, a little west is a pot table, a place to cook, and a little east is a place to sleep. The pot and the kang are connected together, which is not the same as the kang in the northeast that I saw on TV.

After entering the house, I glanced at the kang, which was covered with a thick quilt, and inside the quilt was a thin and withered person, with his back against the east wall, half sitting and half leaning on the kang, splitting his gray hair, his head down, and his face could not be seen.

Under the kang is a stove, the stove is coaxing and burning firewood, the kang stove in the northeast seems to be outside the house, this is in the house, this is an advantage, the whole house is warm when the kang is burned in the house, and the stove mouth is designed to be very small, as long as it is not stupid to pull a few hard to fill it with firewood, the fire and smoke will not run out of the stove. However, this season is a bit wrong, it has just entered winter, the weather is not so cold, and there is no need to burn the kang.

Grandma also seemed to notice this, and asked Boss Zhang: "Big brother, it's not too cold this day, why is the kang burning at home?" ”

Boss Zhang glanced at the kang and said helplessly: "My mother said it was cold, so I burned it for her." ”

"When did you start talking cold?" Grandma asked.

Boss Zhang glanced at my grandmother, and before he could speak, Boss Zhang's eldest son "hated the sky" and spoke, "Why are you asking this, our family doesn't believe this, if you have something, just say it quickly, leave quickly if it's okay, don't delay my parents to eat." ”

Grandma glanced at her eldest son and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just heard from the people in the village that the eldest sister is uncomfortable, so I'll come and take a look." As she spoke, my grandmother gave me a gentle nudge.

I know what my grandmother meant by pushing me, and she had already explained to me before she came. I timidly looked at Boss Zhang's three sons, one hated the sky, one burned black charcoal, and the other sold white noodles, like a monster, if I rubbed on their mother's kang head like this, would they beat me?

Grandma pushed me again, no way, I relied on the courage to walk towards their mother's kang, because I was afraid that the monster would trouble me, I improvised, pretending to be pure and cute, and said: "Grandma Zhang, I have sugar, I'll give you candy ......"

Walking over step by step, the son really didn't stop me, but I really didn't have sugar, walked to the kang head, climbed on the kang and sat next to Grandma Zhang, and then it was up to my grandmother.

Who knows, as soon as my grandmother turned around and walked to someone's chair, she didn't move on the chair, and I suddenly cried out in my heart, what are we doing with our grandparents and grandchildren, won't we be here to fight?