My name is Ou Ning, I was born in a remote village called Sheshan, and when I was born, I was destined not to live an ordinary life, because my family is a unique family.

The structure of our family is simple and complex.

Simply put, there are only three people in our family, grandpa, mom and me.

The complicated meaning is that my grandfather was a mysterious old man, I hadn't seen my father since I was a child, and it was said that he was not at home before I was born. But my mother has always persevered, serving the old man, and working hard to give birth to me.

The village is remote, the people in the village do not have any other activities, and every day before and after tea and dinner, they will discuss the shortcomings of the parents in the village, and there are also many rumors about our family, most of which are my grandfather and father.

I hadn't seen my father since I was a child, and I had heard about our family for as long as I could be sensible, but every time I asked my grandfather and mother about my father, he would scold him frantically and say that the brute was dead.

And my mother always hugged me tightly at this time and cried quietly.

Later, I gradually became sensible, and in order not to make my grandfather angry and my mother cry, I did not mention my father's topic once, but in my heart, I still had a question about the man who the whole village did not want to mention.

Since they are all dead, why did my mother never take me to his grave?

Since he is dead, why does Grandpa scold him every time he mentions him?

Grandpa and Mother are very kind people, although those people in the village will gossip behind their backs, but when they are in front of them, they are all respectful, because Grandpa is the only foot doctor in the village, and the only Taoist priest.

Grandpa's medical hall is in the bungalow at the head of the village, and the name of the medical hall is strange, Yin and Yang Medical Hall, I believe anyone who sees it will remember it very clearly.

Grandpa said that it was a medical hall left by the ancestors, with a history of hundreds of years, and it was a precious legacy left by our ancestors of the Ou family to our descendants.

This weird medical hall, I haven't seen it open.

When the people in the village have a small illness or disaster, they like to run to our door and shout: Old Outou, whoever is sick and who is uncomfortable.

My grandfather would laugh and laugh, and then run around with his old medical suitcase on his back.

If there is a happy event in one family, it will also come to our door and shout: Old Outou, whose family has a white event.

My grandfather was still carrying his old box and running to help.

I once asked my grandfather, why don't you have to run to see a doctor when you can't see a doctor?

Grandpa always said to me with a smile: "Our family ancestor is like this, the foot doctor has to come to see a doctor." ”

Although my grandfather said it lightly, I always felt that he was more than just a doctor or a funeral.

Because every time in the dead of night, grandpa would quietly get up and go out, and go home quietly when it was almost dawn.

As for what he did, I don't know, and neither does my mother.

Every once in a while, my grandfather would go on a long trip, about three or four days, and every time he came back, he would stuff me with a box of popcorn, and I would always kiss him on the face with a smile, and then hold the popcorn and fight my teeth.

My mother was a model of a good wife and mother, virtuous and virtuous, and honored with filial piety, she never talked much, and never asked her grandfather what he was doing when he went out.

Every time Grandpa came back from a long trip, he would stuff her with a stack of colorful bills.

My mother never asked where the money came from, she just did the laundry and cooking in silence, and served the two of us.

Although the village is small, our family's life is the richest, and now that I think about it, it is obvious that the meager remuneration of my grandfather's medical practice and funeral work is not enough to make our life so nourishing.

My mother is very smart and hardworking, the yard at home is always clean, and there are no fewer chickens and ducks, and every once in a while she will slaughter one or two to improve the food for me and my grandfather, and life is also comfortable.

After the age of three, before the age of six, when other people's children go to kindergarten, in our poor and remote place, they can only crawl in the mountains and fields.

However, my grandfather often took me up the mountain to collect medicine, and gradually instilled a lot of medical knowledge in me, in his old man's words, I am the root of the old Ou family, and the future Yin and Yang Medical Center will pass on to me, how can I not know medical skills?

That being said, I haven't been to my grandfather's Yin-Yang Medical Center once, not because I don't want to go, it's because he won't let me go.

At that time, I was still young and still at an obedient age, so I really never went to my grandfather's medical hall, but this also led to my curiosity about the mysterious medical hall when I grew up.

As time went by, I grew up.

When I was six years old, when I reached the age of going to school, my grandfather solemnly hung a piece of sheep fat jade the size of an index finger on my neck on my birthday, and said to me very solemnly: "Ou Ning, you are the descendant of my Ou family, when grandpa is by your side, grandpa will protect you, grandpa is not by your side, this piece of jade will protect you, you must protect this piece of jade, you must not lose it." ”

At that time, I was still young, and my heart said didn't I say let Yu protect me? Why did you become my protective jade again?

Later, I gradually understood that the so-called people raise jade, and jade raises people, is not as simple as the literal meaning.

However, this piece of mutton fat jade is very pure, milky white and milky white is very cute, I naturally can't put it down, I always like to pinch it in my hand when I sleep at night, and hang it on my chest during the day.

It is precisely because of this piece of jade that I have escaped many disasters, of course, this is all for later.

After my birthday, my grandfather sent me to school in the town.

The village is quite far from the town, so most of the children in the nearby villages have to carry their own rice to school, and when they get to school, they hand over the rice and noodles to the canteen, even if they have a week's worth of food.

When I was a child, my grandfather carried a full amount of rice and noodles on his back, took me by the hand, and walked along the dirty road leading to the town to the school.

Every time I walked on this dirty road, my grandfather would point to the beautiful scenery in the mountains, forests and fields and tell me some stories and anecdotes about his childhood.

Although grandpa has no culture, when it comes to storytelling, he is very powerful.

Later, I learned that the stories my grandfather told were actually the facts of his own experience.

One of the things that I remember the most is that he pointed to a sheep intestine path and said to me: "Ning Wazi, you remember, you must not enter this road." ”

I once asked my grandfather why he couldn't go in that way, and his long white eyebrows trembled a few times, and he seemed to say with some regret: "That side is Dongshan, the land where the dead are buried, you are still young, and you are afraid to be scared when you go." ”

Then I vaguely heard my grandfather muttering in a low voice: "It's a pity, there are no such powerful Taoist priests anymore......"

Grandpa's words were so loud that I didn't pay any attention to them at the time, but I just remembered that the land was the place where the dead were buried.

I was really young, only six years old, could I not be afraid of the dead? As soon as I heard that it was the place where the dead were buried, every time I passed by the sheep intestine path, I hid far away, for fear that some demons and monsters would suddenly appear and take me away.

Later, when the road was built and the road was opened to traffic, the sheep intestine path was abandoned, and it was overgrown with weeds, so it was difficult to find.

With the convenient transportation, many villagers have found jobs in the town, and their living conditions have been much better.

Most of the children are brought to school by their fathers on motorcycles. I was the only one, and every time my grandfather held my hand, standing on the side of the road that had just been repaired, waiting for the two buses that would be sent from the town to the villages every morning and evening.

Slowly a year passed, and I was already familiar with the road to school and school, so I didn't let my grandfather send it anymore, and every time I went to school with the children of the old Gan family in the village, and got out of school together.

This kid's name is Gan Chengxiong, and he is as old as me, so it can be said that he is small.

At that time, the cartoon machine qì cat was popular, and Gan Chengxiong looked like Nobita in it, and his personality was also very similar, wearing a pair of round-framed black eyes and a yellow short-sleeved shirt, so we gave him the nickname Nobita.

When I was seven years old, I vaguely remember that it was a weekend, and Nobita and a few other classmates spent a little more time at school after school.

By the time the parents of those classmates picked them all up, it was already dark.

Nobita and I realized that we had missed the bus back to the village.

The two children stood helplessly on the side of the road, looking at the gradually darkening sky, and the two of them discussed and decided to walk back to the village.

The way back to the village was an unfinished gravel road, and the large stones were stepping on the feet, and the feet hurt, but the two of us ran while making trouble, and we walked quite fast.

It's just that we walked and made trouble, and somehow we walked down the gravel road, and we went farther and farther.

When the two of us found out the problem, there was nothing but weeds in front of us, and it was a bamboo forest.

Looking up, in addition to the fields, there are continuous mountains, where is there still a gravel road?

In the mountains and villages, it was getting dark very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Nobita and I were a little scared, and we began to discuss what to do.

In fact, there was no need to discuss it at all, and the two of us immediately decided to go back the way we came.

We started to turn around and walk back, but after almost an hour of walking back, the problem arose.

We haven't traveled far, so why can't we find that road?

In the end, we had to recognize the reality that we were lost.

At this time, it was getting dark, and the two of us were tired and hungry, so we finally found a big rock, and we sat on it back to back to rest, and after a while, I actually heard Nobita's slight snoring.

Let's sleep! A voice said to me, and I fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept, I felt as if I had been pulled by someone, as if I was awake, but I didn't seem to be awake, it was that kind of state that seemed to be awake but not awake.

In a trance, I seemed to hear a lot of voices not far away, Nobita stood beside me, pulled my shoulders and said to me, "Ou Ning, wake up, your mother called you home for dinner." ”