The rain outside was already dripping and wanted to stop, and the children in the East House were all dozing boredly when they saw that the adults were still talking, and the rain had not completely stopped. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And in the west house, grandma seemed to be telling the second son father something, only grandma and I were still talking about the secret I wanted to know by the stove in the hall.

Grandma said: "That's it, the children are scared enough to know this, and if you listen to it again, you can still sleep at night!" ”

"Say, grandma, let's talk about it quickly, I'm afraid if you don't say it, I can't sleep anymore, what happened on the night when I sent the little moth away?" I asked, and simply sat down on the small bench in front of the stove.

My grandmother looked at me and was so desperate to listen to her, so she took a mazar and sat down across from me, and continued to tell me what had happened that night.

On the first night when Little Moth strangled himself to death, everyone helped Little Moth's father busy with the funeral, contacting the white cloth, pulling the lantern, and rolling the paper, all of which were busy with the neighbors in the village. Generally, in the past, the rural funerals were all to help each other, even if there was a "big", they rarely collected money, but a meal afterwards was inevitable, and then the people who deducted the children, when they encountered such a major event, they would not be stingy with money, after all, everyone's enthusiasm is a symbol of popularity.

But the strange thing is that the most enthusiastic second son father in the village did not go home that night, at that time there was neither a mobile phone, nor a telephone, write a letter and send a telegram, and a little bit of a fuss, everyone is okay to say, but the second son mother is a little unable to stay, she only knows that the second son father said to go to the city to sell some firewood and side dishes, such things are common, but the second son father will never spend the night outside.

The little moth's family has people in the village to accompany the little moth father in the wake of the spirit and do not show it for the time being, just talk about the second son's family, the second son mother because she wanted to see the second son who was still young at that time, so she did not go to the vigil, until the second half of the night, the door sounded, from the sound of the door, the second son mother knew that the second son father was back, sure enough, the second son father is back, but the exhaustion on his face can prove that he is not simply going to sell firewood and vegetables this day.

When I entered the door, I ran to the water tank, picked up the water scoop made of the gourd, and drank it wildly. "What's wrong with you? Haven't drunk water for a day? The second son asked with concern.

"Alas, isn't it Xiaojing!"

"Xiao Jing, you should say it quickly!" As soon as she heard that there was still something about Xiaojing, the second son hurriedly asked. At this time, the second father didn't know that the little moth had strangled himself to death, because he went to the city early in the morning, and the little moth's father found that the little moth died at noon, so the second son didn't know that such a big thing had happened in the village.

The second son's father drank a large sip of cold water in the jar, and then said: "I wanted to go to my eldest cousin's house first, bring some firewood and side dishes to his house, and then look at the little moths, and then go to sell these things, but who knows that something will happen." ”

In the early eighties, there were no gas tanks in the city, let alone liquefied gas, and everyone cooked the same as in the countryside, all by stoves, and some of the people who lived in bungalows also burned stoves, but the city was not as good as the countryside, and the coal had to be bought with money, but the firewood that led the fire was not easy to find, so people with rural relatives would continue to receive firewood from rural relatives, which was also a very proud thing. At that time, no one was much better than the other, but the relationship between people is incomparable now.

It turned out that after the second son's father came to the eldest cousin's house, he was warmly welcomed by his cousin and sister-in-law, and he brought him snacks and poured tea for him, not to mention, if it weren't for the second son's father, they didn't know when they would have a child, but now, due to the arrival of Xiaojing, a family is finally complete, there are old people, children, innocence and sleeplessness, and family fun, so the two of them are very grateful to the father and mother of the second son.

Originally, the father of the second son wanted to sit for a while, take a rest, and then look at Xiao Jing, and go to the market to sell firewood and vegetables, but before he saw Xiao Jing, the eldest cousin's mother ran out of Xiao Jing's house, and an old lady ran out, then something must be something, and saw her out of breath, everyone didn't ask, they all ran to Xiao Jing's house, and when they looked, Xiao Jing's face on the bed was pale, and her two hands were grasping something in the air.

Don't say anything, the second son's father and cousin and sister-in-law sent Xiao Jing to the nearest hospital, strange to say, as soon as she entered the hospital, Xiao Jing woke up, and then touched her head, it turned out to be normal, the child still wants to go home to the ground, maybe the child is afraid of going to the hospital for injections, so one wants to go, since this is the case, don't register, everyone has a false alarm, thinking that the child is cold, after this toss, sweating is fine, so I didn't go to the outpatient clinic and went home.

After arriving home, the second son's father was about to get up and say goodbye, but at this time, the eldest cousin who had just entered the house screamed loudly again, and it turned out that Xiao Jing was lying on the bed as if she had fainted, her hands were grabbed in the air, and her head was very hot. So everyone took her to the hospital again, and the strange thing is that when she got to the hospital, she was fine again. But at this time, it was almost noon, and the father of the second son thought that he should not sell this firewood and vegetables, so he should be a relative for a day. So I went back to my cousin's house with everyone.

Who Cheng thought that he tossed like this three times in the afternoon, and everyone was exhausted, so he simply stayed in the hospital, but fortunately, Xiao Jing played in the hospital, and it was okay, the second son father and everyone were busy, and they didn't dare to go, for fear that Xiao Jing would have another accident, but it seemed that Xiao Jing in the hospital was like a normal child, so the second son asked her: "Jing, let's go home, this is the hospital, aren't you afraid of injections?" Xiao Jing's answer frightened everyone, she said: "I won't go home, and it's better to get an injection than to let the aunt in white kiss, the aunt in white still has a red belt around her neck, it's so scary!" ”

Everyone thought that the child was talking in his sleep with a fever, although it was a little scary, but he didn't care. It was already very late, and the second son's father was busy all day, and he didn't even catch the last car back to the countryside, so he walked home, so he didn't come back until midnight.

After listening to the second son's father's narration, the second son's scalp exploded, "The little moth died, and she strangled herself with a red trouser belt, did you say that what Xiao Jing saw was the soul of the little moth?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what age is this, and you still talk about these boundless things!" But having said that, the second son's father's face also changed instantly, looking at the dark outside of the house, his heart also felt furious.

The first night was fine, and the next day, everyone helped Little Moth's father do this and that. Generally speaking, the next night after a person dies, it is necessary to send the way, like the little moth such a young and unmarried girl died, it is not appropriate to let the old people go to see the way, of course, the child is not good, even if the same age people go is taboo, in addition to relatives and friends, there are only people like the second son and father and mother who are a few years older than the little moth to send the way.

That night, the old people accompanied the little moth father to keep a vigil at home, and the people who were of the right age to see off the road were led by the "big one" in the village. In our village, there is a big river in the south, although it is not like some rivers, you can't see that side here, but if you want to swim back and forth, it will take an hour, next to the river is the lake at the west end of the village I said earlier, the whole village can be said to be surrounded by water on one side, the northwest side of the village, that is, next to the lake on the other side, is the rice field in the village, every time the farming is busy, there is a sea of people, but usually, there are few people go there, and it is particularly desolate.

Little Moth's house is a small house with an independent courtyard, next to the rice field. Generally, the "send-off road" cannot return according to the original road, even if it is the original way, it has to go around a circle, so the team of people who send the road will start from the courtyard of the little moth's house in the west of the village, go around most of the village, and then go around back from the north side of the village.

This goes around most of the village, and it is not possible to come back in a moment and a half, so the old people in the village are in the yard with the little moth father, and there is nothing to say, just persuade it, saying that this is fate, and you have to take care of yourself. Grandma and Grandma are also among them.

At that time, the street lights in the countryside were not much brighter than flashlights, so in the dark night, the coffin of the little moth was a little creepy in the dimly lit small courtyard, and besides, she did not die normally, so everyone talked and had to take a look at it from time to time.

After a while, but it was not yet time for the people who saw the way to return, from the far side of the village road, I saw a large group of people panicking, and ran towards this side crookedly, like a race, for fear of falling behind others. There are people with sharp legs and feet in the courtyard who have already run over to greet them, but the sharp-eyed ones said, don't welcome them, something happened, don't you see, people's faces have changed color, come back quickly.

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Grandma Tai came to the center of the courtyard with a brisk walk, first held down the coffin cover of the little moth, and then glued a yellow paper talisman to it, and then took out a few things and placed them in the four directions of the coffin.

At this time, some of the fastest runners had already run into the courtyard, and grandma hurriedly went up to ask what was going on.

"Auntie, it's not good, it's okay when we go, when we were sent to the crossroads to burn paper, somehow the wind got up, flying sand and stones, and with Xuan'er!"

Before this one finished speaking, the other ran in and said: "Some women are so frightened that they run back, but it's no wonder, those burnt ashes are actually chasing everyone back, chasing everyone to the point of peeing, no, we are running fast, and the ones behind are still being chased by the ashes!" ”

Grandma came over and said a few words to grandma, and then followed a few bold young men and walked over to the crowd of people who saw them off.

When I was still fifty meters away, I saw a layer of black ash behind the crowd, and some of them were chasing the crowd with Mars......

(To be continued)