After the book was picked up, I followed the third uncle home, I thought that these two people were going to throw off their arms and play money, but I didn't expect to see my father drink human blood like a hungry wolf, which suddenly scared me to the point that my scalp was numb and my back was sweating.

I suddenly remembered that one night in the spring about two years ago, my mother and I were having dinner at home, and there was only a plate of pickles pickled with white radish and a pot of porridge on the table.

My mother and I were eating, my father suddenly came in from outside, he was busy gambling money, usually rarely came home to eat, this sudden entry into the house surprised our mother and sister. I saw that he was carrying a small rooster in his hand, and I don't know who he stole it from, the chick kept fluttering and screaming, and my father went into the kitchen and killed its corpse with a knife, and the chicken blood in the veins squirted to the roof of the shed, which frightened our mother, and my mother scolded my father while protecting me. My father was like a mad dog, completely ignoring our two of them, he grabbed the chicken carcass that was still fluttering, and stuffed the chicken neck into his mouth, like a tiger that had not eaten for three days, instigating the chicken blood, eating was very terrifying, and my mother was so frightened that she fainted directly. After a long time, the chicken no longer moved, and it seemed that he couldn't squeeze out half a drop of blood in his neck, so my father couldn't get enough of letting go of the mouth covered with chicken feathers, wiped the blood on his chin, and said to me,

"I'm dying of thirst! I haven't drunk water for half a month! ”

There is a saying that the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, my father drank chicken blood, my mother did not allow me to tell anyone, she sued me because my father was too hungry for meat, and the family did not open meat for many days, so he was greedy. For this reason, my mother still blamed herself, as if she didn't take good care of the man, and I never thought about it later, more because I didn't want to think about it again.

But at this time, my father actually drank human blood, I wondered if I was wrong, so I walked in and took a look, only to see that the bag of trademarks on the white background and black letters clearly marked "Jinfeng City Blood Center, 150ML, AB", I was so shocked that I couldn't breathe, staring straight at my father.

I saw my father put the mouth of the teapot down, shook it vigorously, opened his mouth and followed the last few drops of human blood below, he licked his lips, put down the teapot unwillingly, and said,

"This money is not enough to spend a few times, it is not a way to go on like this, sooner or later I will die of thirst!"

"You've got to find a job!" The third uncle persuaded my father,

"You have to drink two bags in half a month, the cost is so big, you can still rely on your daughter-in-law to give you a subsidy, what do you do now?"

"What do you mean, did I owe you any money? You think I'm willing to drink? Do you think I'm willing to drink this smelly blood! ”

With that, my dad threw the teapot to the ground.

"I'm a! I haven't been able to quit drinking blood for half my life, I just can't quit! My wife and children are gone! What the do I mean alive! ”

My dad fell to his knees and sobbed, banging his head against the wall.

"This is not a good thing that our father did! Alas! ”

After the third uncle said this, he looked at my father who was kneeling on the ground, sighed and left.

I listened and wondered, he pulled my grandfather in again, as if my father drank blood and made my grandfather harm, I remembered that in the wooden house, my uncle asked me a few things, one is how my grandfather died, the second is whether there was a cat next to me when I was born, and the third is whether I have ever seen my father drink human blood, this third thing I am considered right, but what is the connection between this, I am confused.

The third uncle left, I looked at my father, so decadent, I really didn't want to look at it anymore, so I left.

At this time, there was a heavy snow outside, and the sky was a lot overcast, and I realized that the time was not early, if I didn't quickly take this peach scimitar and meet the uncle, once the old ghost came in the dark, we were all finished, I didn't dare to delay, so I quickened my pace and came to the foot of the mountain.

As I was climbing up, a cheerful frolic sound reached my ears, and I looked in the direction to see three children playing with snow and plows on the hillside, a scene I knew all too well.

Every winter, the snow climbing plough is the best companion of the children in the forest area, the process of this object is very simple, two long wooden squares, one end sawed into a slope, several pieces of wood of suitable length, strung with horizontal belts, horizontal and vertical cross with an iron nail, complete the work. If you pay more attention to it, you will burn the No. 8 line (a kind of thick iron wire commonly used in forest areas) in the stove pit, insert it into the long wooden square bottom when it is hottest, and take pliers to chisel along the bottom surface and sit firmly. My grandson and I, as well as Guoliang, would face the wind and snow every day, carry the plow to the top of this small slope, and sit down the slope to the bottom of the mountain, which is an experience that the children outside the forest cannot feel.

Thinking of this, I can't help but sigh, what a fucking creation makes people! I watched the three children having fun, not to mention the greed in my heart, I really wanted to sit on the climbing plow and cool him a few times, but the uncle was in a hurry, I had been delayed for a long time, I didn't dare to delay any longer, so I bored my head and continued to get up.

"Pock?" Someone called me in the distance, and I fixed my eyes,

One of the three children was standing halfway up the mountain, carrying a plow in his hand, motionless and looking at me.

"Is that pockmark?"

He pointed in my direction and asked the two playmates next to him, who looked along,

"What a person! Don't scare us! ”

"That's it, the pockmarks are dead, are you the hell!"

I squinted and saw that this was not someone else, it was actually Guoliang!

How can this kid see me! I'm already "dead"! His behavior frightened me, and it was strange to say, originally living people should be afraid of ghosts, but now I am obviously a lonely ghost, how can I still be afraid of people.

Guoliang was still stunned and looked at me, and the two boys next to him were reluctant and said,

"If you don't play, don't keep scaring people, don't go home if you don't play!"

"That's it, you've fallen for evil!"

Guoliang didn't care about these two boys, and walked straight to me, I was scared stupid, thinking to myself why this Guoliang is so bold, and he doesn't run when he sees the ghost, but wants to chase him, is it possible that he wants to invite me to his house for a big meal, but the master doesn't have this time. Thinking of this, I waved my hand at Guoliang and shouted,

"Boy, you're blind! I'm not Mazi, Mazi died a long time ago! ”

Anyway, I'll turn around and run, this is the first time you've heard of a little ghost letting a living person chase after you, and I'm a shame on the little ghosts, and I don't want to go.

"Stop! I see you! Don't run! ”

Guoliang shouted and chased after me!