Chapter 1 Huo Family Ancestral Hall
As soon as he returned to his hometown, looking at the familiar village in front of him, as well as the neat and simple home not far from the entrance of the village, Huo Xiaolu almost had the urge to cry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The dirt road stretches beneath your feet to connect a quiet village, and the almost isolated environment gives this part of the land an enviable scenery to the outside world. Wild flowers and plants are everywhere in every untouched corner of the village, bees and butterflies are dancing, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and dense woods hug this small village tightly, looking mysterious and peaceful. Huo Xiaolu is familiar with every place and everything here, and what really makes him feel excited is because his family will give him an inexplicable peace of mind.
Finally, he could spend two more months in peace, he thought to himself.
Carrying heavy luggage, Huo Xiaolu walked past the millstone at the entrance of the village, greeted the old man in the village who had watched him grow up and now had not seen him for a long time, and quickly walked to the door of the house. Gently pushed open the door, and saw my mother busy cooking on the fire in the courtyard, and a trace of white hair and a slightly rickety body could be seen in the smoke curling. Huo Xiaolu's nose was a little sour, he couldn't hold back his tears, and shouted softly: "Mom, I'm back." ā
The mother turned her head to look at the door with some surprise, and when she found that her son, who had not returned home for half a year after studying in college, was standing at the gate of the courtyard, the surprise on her face turned into surprise, and she hurriedly put down the spatula in her hand and greeted her while patting the apron on her body. After taking three steps and two steps to pick up the luggage in Huo Xiaolu's hand, he said to him happily: "Why did you come back so soon?" Your dad and I thought you would have to come back in two days, and you said you wouldn't say anything in advance when you came back, so we could pick you up. ā
"No, there's not much to do. Our school had an early holiday this time, and it was okay to stay at the school, so I bought a ticket in advance and came back. Huo Xiaolu's tone was a little coquettish: "What is delicious, it's so fragrant, I haven't eaten the food made by my mother for a long time, I miss it." ā
The mother was naturally happy when she heard that her son liked the food she cooked, so she asked Huo Xiaolu to wash her hands and prepare for the meal, and then go to the house to put down his luggage and prepare the meal.
It soon darkened, and the lights in the not spacious house were a little dim. The meal was not rich, but Huo Xiaolu ate it very deliciously, and the mother put vegetables into her son's bowl one by one, seeing that he ate sweetly, she was also smiling, and even the wrinkles on her face were much lighter.
While eating, Huo Xiaolu remembered and asked, "Mom, what about my dad, why didn't you see him?" ā
His mother gave him another piece of meat and said, "It's time to repair our ancestral hall, your father and your uncles and uncles went to the back mountain forest to cut down trees, and it is estimated that they will live in the forest tonight." I should be back early tomorrow morning. ā
Huo Xiaolu remembered that when he was a child, he also saw his father go to the forest in the back mountains to cut trees, that place was not far, but it was dark at night, and the road was not easy to walk, so if it was late, they would stay in the forest and wait for dawn the next day before going back. There were no hurtful beasts in the woods, but there were many pheasants and hares. Huo Xiaolu still remembers that time when his father came back and brought back two fat wild pheasants, and his mother stewed a big pot of delicious chicken soup, which tasted so good that Huo Xiaolu still can't forget it.
So he no longer worries about his father, after the mother and son finished eating and cleaning up, the mother asked Huo Xiaolu about his situation at school, and in the face of his mother's concern, Huo Xiaolu answered one by one, which was very warm. Soon, the night was deep.
cleaned up Huo Xiaolu's room again, and his mother, who had been busy all day, finally stopped. After watching Huo Xiaolu lie down and cover the quilt, his mother seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked Huo Xiaolu, "Xiaolu, now...... Still dreaming? ā
Hearing this, Huo Xiaolu was shocked, and his face turned a little pale. He tried his best to control his emotions and replied to his mother in a very ordinary tone: "Do it...... But it's good to go home, you can sleep well at home, Mom, don't worry. ā
The mother looked at all the subtle reactions of her son with concern, and after hearing the answer, her expression was a little gloomy, and she said slowly: "After so many years, when is it a head." Alas, okay, sleep well at home, don't worry, there's a mom here, call mom if you have something. ā
Huo Xiaolu nodded in agreement. Mother smoothed Huo Xiaolu's rolled up quilt corners again, turned off the light for him, and then returned to her room.
The moonlight shone into the house through the glass of the window and sprinkled on Huo Xiaolu's face. Huo Xiaolu's face did not improve, but his expression had relaxed a lot. He knew that as long as he was at home, nothing could find him. At home, he is absolutely safe.
Time passed little by little, the moon hung high, the moonlight became brighter and brighter, and Huo Xiaolu had already fallen asleep. In the next room, the mother looked at the wall with an uneasy expression, as if she was worried about something, until she heard the faint sound of snoring, and then she was relieved, and finally relieved herself and lay down to sleep.
The next day, Huo Xiaolu got up early in the morning, and when the dew was shining, he was already standing in the yard sleepily. He didn't wake up by himself, he hadn't been able to sleep well for a long time, he wanted to go back to his bed and pass out now, but he couldn't, he was dragged up from the bed, and it was no one else who dragged him up, it was his father who didn't return all night. At this time, Huo Xiaolu was rubbing his heavy eyes while looking at his father suspiciously, not knowing why. And my father was rubbing his hands on the side, looking excited, as if there was some great news, but he didn't say a word. Huo Xiaolu really wanted to say something, I went back to sleep. But looking at the group of uncles and elders in the courtyard who were also excited, he still wisely chose to stand still and not speak, and continued to look at his father with puzzled eyes to express his doubts.
After a while, my father stepped forward and whispered some things to the group, and the crowd gradually dispersed, and by the time the morning sun shone into the courtyard, there was only a family of three left in the house. When Huo Xiaolu was about to ask his father, his mother had already prepared breakfast and beckoned the two of them into the house for dinner, so he had no choice but to give up and follow his father into the house to eat.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little weird. Father and mother kept bowing their heads and whispering to exchange what to write, Huo Xiaolu couldn't hear anything at all beside him, although he couldn't hear even a few words, but Huo Xiaolu's intuition felt that there was something about him in his parents' conversation, but he couldn't hear anything, which made him a little depressed.
After eating, Huo Xiaolu was ready to go back to the house and sleep again. As he yawned and walked into the house, his father stopped him.
Huo Xiaolu didn't know why, but when he saw his father and mother sitting together looking at him very seriously, he realized that there was something big, and it should be related to this morning. He moved a bench and sat obediently across from his parents waiting for the two to speak.
The father lit a cigarette that he had rolled himself, took a hard puff, and exhaled a cloud of smoke. He asked Huo Xiaolu: "Xiaolu, are you still dreaming outside now?" ā
Nodding, Huo Xiaolu watched his father wait for the following, and when he mentioned this, he always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
He took another hard puff of cigarette, and the smoke shot out through his snort, and his father slowly spoke: "Last night, these people who went to cut down trees and repair the ancestral hall all received a dream from their ancestors. ā
Huo Xiaolu's eyes widened, a little surprised, and his mother's expression was as usual, obviously she already knew. Although I wanted to ask my father about the authenticity of the ancestor's dream, I decided to listen to my father first.
Holding a half-lit cigarette between his fingers, my father continued: "Our ancestors told us in a dream that we had made a meritorious contribution to the renovation of our ancestors' mansions, and decided to bring a happy event to each of our families. In their dreams, our ancestors told us about the upcoming events in each family, one for each family, and one for our family. ā
At this time, Huo Xiaolu's heart was full of curiosity: "What did the ancestors say?" ā
Finally, after taking a puff of cigarette, his father threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and stepped on it with his shoes, looked at Huo Xiaolu, and said to him almost word by word: "Ancestors said that your nightmare can be solved." ā
After hearing his father's words, Huo Xiaolu was shocked, his body was as stiff as a piece of wood, and he was a little speechless. His mother looked at him with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of joy and pity.
It's been eleven years since I started having nightmares when I was nine years old. Every night, when I was about to fall asleep, I would unconsciously open my eyes, and then I would see a green-faced, fanged demon lunging towards me, accompanied by a roar and scream of unknown meaning. Huo Xiaolu didn't know if this was a real sight or his own dream, he preferred to think that it was a curse or a "nightmare". Over the years, he has been tormented by such a horrific scene almost every night, and he has not been substantially harmed for some reason, only in his own home, lying in his own bed, can he avoid it, as long as he spends the night outside his own home, what awaits him is horror and torture. Since he went to the town to go to elementary school when he was seven years old and boarded at his aunt's house, Huo Xiaolu has spent very little time at home, and he has been haunted by nightmares for so many years without any way.
Huo Xiaolu asked in a somewhat dry voice: "The ancestor, did the ancestor say how to get rid of it, and what is the way?" ā
"The day before you go back to school, go to the Huo family ancestral hall and find Granny Lin." Father lit another cigarette and said to Huo Xiaolu.