I thought that if I didn't die, I would have a blessing, but because of this experience, I became a troublesome person in the eyes of my neighbors and friends......

The things that made me a nuisance have to start with my grandmother, that year (Editor's note: It should be the year that Professor Ashframe came back from the dead in 1958. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info), which coincided with my grandmother's fiftieth birthday. And because I came back from the dead, it was also a happy event, so my family took advantage of the end of the year to celebrate my grandmother and my birthday (I am considered a second life.) ）。 At that time, it was a planned economic system, and it was really not a simple matter to hold a banquet, and it was necessary to gather all kinds of tickets, such as food stamps, meat stamps, oil stamps, and even tickets to buy tofu and soy products. In order to prepare well, my parents informed the news early and asked relatives and friends to prepare all kinds of tickets in advance...... My grandfather died early, and my grandmother lived alone after the children got married. My parents discussed, in the year before the grandmother to the house, my grandmother learned that the children to help her Zhang Luo birthday banquet, is also very happy, before coming to my house, specially made a new red cotton jacket, wearing a red cotton jacket to my house, very festive, the neighborhood saw it, all praised my parents for filial piety, for a while, the whole family was jubilant, happy.

But I ...... I always think my grandmother is very strange......

Once, I couldn't help it, and in front of the whole family, I said straight to my grandmother, "Grandma, why aren't you sick yet?" As soon as these words came out, the whole family was in an uproar, and my father was even more angry, and came up to me and slapped me and scolded: "Ashframe, what nonsense are you talking about? I was extremely aggrieved and said, "My grandfather told me so!" ”

"This child is getting more and more disagreeable......" my mother reproached angrily and angrily, "have you seen your grandfather?" Talking nonsense with this? With that, my mother slapped me twice on the shoulder.

My grandfather died during the Sino-Japanese War. What I could see my grandfather was the photo of my grandfather hanging on the wall. Although I was 14 years old at the time, I could not compare with the 14-year-old children at that time in terms of mind and understanding. At that time, the enlightenment education I received was unknown to my parents, which was caused by the power of ghosts and gods. What I vaguely remember most vividly is that I once asked my father: Where did this wind come from? My father couldn't explain, so he replied directly: "There is a fairy mother-in-law in this heavenly realm who specializes in managing the wind, she has a wind bag, and when she opens it, there is wind, and as soon as she closes it, the wind stops." I was so convinced of this explanation that I always believed that there were gods in the heavens and hell on the earth. I think it's understandable and acceptable to some of the strange things that happen to me. This time, I asked my grandmother why she wasn't sick yet. That's because I saw my grandmother's shadow all the time around, and he was always scribbling and painting around my grandmother. Grandma's red padded jacket has been graffitied by my grandfather into something I don't know, but my grandmother and the family members didn't see the same, and they still wore the red padded jacket as a new dress. At first, I didn't know much about the graffiti, but after a long time, I slowly discovered the pattern: the numbers in the graffiti are the meaning of the date, and the graphics that appear in the graffiti are what happens. For example, the figure of 113 and the wind is cold, which means that it will be cold on January 13. On January 13th, my grandmother would have complained about the cold over there and asked my parents to prepare a soup pot for her. There were also 115 and halo graphics, and on January 15th, my grandmother screamed dizziness and needed to lie down for a while. On February 3rd, I saw my grandfather's shadow scribbling on my grandmother's red cotton jacket, and then I looked at it,24 plus the figure of a man moaning in bed, and I knew that the next day (February 4th) was the day my grandmother was going to be sick.

But near the evening of February 4th, my grandmother was still in good health, talking and laughing with her family in the living room, and in a few days it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and there were more and more guests at home, most of whom came to deliver all kinds of tickets. Seeing that my grandmother is healthy, everyone is also very happy. I suddenly came to me with such a "greeting", how could I not attract the scolding of my parents?

At that time, I thought that all this I saw, parents, relatives and friends, including my grandmother, could also see, so, for my big truth was scolded by my parents, I expressed my incomprehension, fourteen-year-old I was in the period of adolescent rebellion, and I grabbed the door in a fit of anger, my grandmother looked anxious, a burst of excitement, estimated that her blood pressure went up, and she was just about to get up and chase me, but a green onion fell to the ground, this time, it was regarded as a prophecy by me, so that my grandmother was really sick......

My grandmother's fall should have been fatal, and the family was rushed to the hospital, where the doctors gave the opinion after examination: the blood vessels in the brain were ruptured, bleeding profusely, and there was no possibility of rescue, and it couldn't survive tonight. According to custom, the old man should die at home, and the parents can only be full of grief and take their grandmother home, change into new clothes, and prepare for the aftermath of their grandmother. I will never forget the scene before my grandmother died: my father tied me up, pulled me to my grandmother's bedside, made me kneel there, and then picked up a leather paddle (editor's note: a folk custom, used to pat the quilt when drying it, to have the effect of fluffy quilt. It was a whipping for me, and it was because of that era, if it were put now, my father would be in trouble with the child abuse case.

In the end, my mother loved me a little more, and when she saw that I was beaten unadultly, she endured her grief and snatched the leather paddle from my father's hand, and at this time I vaguely knew that I had done something wrong, so I knelt there stupidly and looked at my grandmother lying on the bed.

I saw my grandfather's shadow sitting next to my grandmother, and my grandmother lay on the bed and moaned twice, and then I was surprised to see my grandmother's shadow sit up, faintly, and merged with my grandfather's shadow. At this time, my grandmother, who was lying in the hospital bed, stopped moaning, and my father stepped forward and probed my grandmother's breathing with his hand, and there was no breath. With a "Ahhh