Grandpa didn't go that day, and everything that happened later was relayed to Grandpa word by word by the people who watched the excitement.

But when Grandpa woke up that morning, he saw a rare red glow. The clouds in the sky were like ridges of farmland turned over by old farmers and buffaloes. The earth is the sky, and the sky is the earth. Grandpa was shocked and thought of what Granny Wu had seen on the morning of her first milk picking.

The morning glow does not go out, and the sunset travels thousands of miles. Grandpa didn't go out that day, and watched Zhou Yi at home for a day. As for whether Granny Wu will "return water" to Granny Ren's daughter-in-law, Grandpa is not worried.

The same day can make a big difference for different people.

There was a flat pole standing at the door of Granny Wu, which was not an ordinary bamboo pole, but a poplar flat pole. The poplar shoulder is softer than the bamboo flat burden, and the shoulder is not so painful when picking things. Judging from everything that happened later, Granny Wu chose Yang Mu Bian Dan perhaps because she wanted to make her death less painful. She may hope that on the way to Huangquan, she will not be weighed down too much by the bamboo flat burden.

"You didn't call us all here to see you in your new clothes, did you?" Some of the people waiting at the door were getting impatient. Although there is nothing to plant and nothing to harvest in the field this season, there are still their own cards to catch up, grandmothers and mothers still have their own children to bring, and long-tongued women and long-tongued men still have words to talk about.

Granny Wu stood in the doorway and took out a piece of red paper from her pocket, on which were written golden words. She folded the red paper a few times and left it outside the doorway.

Everyone didn't know what she was going to do, but when they saw her pious expression and serious movements, they all fell silent and looked at her silently.

Granny Wu took the poplar flat shoulder again, touched the body of the poplar flat burden, and said: "When my father was alive, he said that the poplar flat burden was better than the bamboo flat burden, and when he picked up things, it was slippery and slippery, like a living snake. It will be very comfortable to pick things on the shoulders this way. My father also said that people live for a lifetime, and the things they pick are almost the same, so the flat burden is very important. A bad shoulder will make you suffer for the rest of your life, and a good shoulder will at least make your shoulders less bitter. I haven't chosen a flat pole in my life, and I hope that I can use this poplar flat pole after I go there. After speaking, she pressed Yang Mubian's burden on the red paper.

A gust of wind blew, and the red paper trembled up and down, as if it was alive, and it wanted to escape from under the flat burden, as if it was afraid of the suppression of the poplar flat shoulder.

Granny Wu told her about the magic of milk picking, and told the names of the people she had picked one by one, and then apologized.

Without waiting for the angry crowd to rush in, she stepped out of the threshold first.

There seems to be a span of decades on both sides of that flat shoulder. The people standing outside saw that the wrinkles on Granny Wu's face gradually increased as she crossed the threshold, her eye sockets deepened, her lips turned from vermilion to dry, her cheekbones stood up from below, and her hair was covered like snow.

Because of the curled up body so much, the clothes that were very decent just now quickly became too loose.

The two peach-like clumps on her chest that she was most proud of soon became like peaches that had been lying for too long and had begun to erode, softening and deflating.

It's just stepping from the door to the door, but this Granny Wu outside the door is already a real mother-in-law, and the person who was standing inside just now seems to have suddenly hidden and made a trick.

The person who was going to rush over and blame her was stunned. This trick was so terrifying that they didn't dare to come any closer.

Granny Wu coughed twice, looked up at the red glow in the sky, and her eyes were full of tears. She raised her hand tremblingly, as if she wanted to touch the clouds in the sky.

"What you gave me, I'll give you back now." Granny Wu said something to the sky that seemed inexplicable to others.

As soon as she had finished speaking, she fell to the ground.

A few well-wishers tried to help her up, but when they walked up to her, they smelled a foul smell that almost made people vomit out their breakfast that had just been eaten.

One of them covered his nose and ripped her clothes and turned her over, only to find that Granny Wu had begun to rot, her eyes, nose and mouth had been deformed, and pus was flowing from her seven orifices, and her face was terrifying. The place where she fell already had a damp and erosive humanoid watermark.

After only a cigarette, Granny Wu's skin and flesh were all melted away, and only a handful of bones remained. That is, the work of a cigarette, Granny Wu returned all the things she had stolen all her life. Perhaps she should have died a long time ago, should have rotted in the soil, so she would have aged in such a short time, and then died, and then rotted.

All the people present were so smoky by the stench that they ran away. Adults with small children hurriedly cover their children's eyes. Only a few brave men covered their noses with water-soaked cloths and put Granny Wu in improvised wooden boxes. Later, someone found a lot of money in Granny Wu's house, so they bought a good coffin and moved her from the wooden box to the coffin for burial.

When Grandpa learned of this, he hurried to Granny Wu's house to help organize the funeral. He buried the poplar pole and red paper with Granny Wu.

At Granny Wu's funeral, a suspicious person appeared.

Because Granny Wu didn't have any relatives who walked before her death, the funeral was basically an acquaintance in the village or nearby, and there was no one who didn't know each other. So once a stranger appears, it's very noticeable.

The person whose whereabouts were suspicious was a stranger.

Grandpa caught a glimpse of Granny Wu when he was reciting the Sutra of Death. He had a thin countenance, pale skin, and although he looked young, he had an imperceptible old age. When facing people, he is full of energy and spirit, and when he turns his back on people, he lowers his head and lowers his eyebrows, and he is sluggish.

In the era when my grandfather was young, many people couldn't eat enough and couldn't drink oil and water. When encountering a happy event in other people's homes, it is not uncommon for irrelevant people who have not been invited to take the initiative to come to eat and drink. Some people who are not responsible for eating and drinking in the crowd, and the master is not easy to say clearly when he sees it, and often just turns a blind eye to it. Regardless of whether the invitation is a happy event or a sad event, it is always bad for the host and the guest to quarrel.

Therefore, Daddy didn't say anything about the stranger either. It's just that most of the people who eat and drink are also acquaintances and acquaintances. It is really bold to dare to go to a foreign country alone to eat and drink.

After eating with the funeral staff, the man did not leave, but sat down in the mourning hall and silently looked at the busy people walking around the mourning hall.

Seeing this, Grandpa walked over. At that time, benches were mostly used to eat big things and large banquets, and there were very few chairs. When his father saw him sitting on a bench, he shared a bench with him and sat down next to him.

Grandpa sat for a while and asked the man, "This brother, since you are here, why don't you go and kowtow?" ”

The man smiled indifferently and said, "If I talk about seniority, I only have someone older than her and nothing younger than her, of course I can't kowtow." ”

Grandpa's heart suddenly had a little bottom, but he pretended not to understand, and continued to ask: "I take the liberty to ask, I see that you are young, less than thirty, and Granny Wu is more than twice as old as you, why is her generation only younger than you and not older than you?" ”

At that time, in addition to looking at age and generation, some villages or townships also looked at the division of the elders and young. If they use the eight characters "Yuan, Lu, Shen, Fu, Xie, Zong, Du, and Yu" as a faction, then the people of the Shenzi faction have to call the people of the Lu faction Uncle and the people of the Yuan faction as grandfathers. And the people of the Lu Zi faction called the people of the Yuan Zi faction to be uncles. Regardless of chronological age, and so on.

Although I don't use the Ma family's party, many of the old people in Thrush Village call me grandfather or uncle. Because my mother had a big share before she got married.

So, it's not unusual for older people to be less senior than younger ones. When I was in elementary school, people in the village used to joke about seniority, asking adults to ask children who were still wearing open crotch pants to be uncles, grandfathers, and ancestors. It's almost no one talking about it these days.

Therefore, Grandpa asked the man again: "Could it be that your faction in the Wu family is in front of Granny Wu?" ”

The man shook his head and said, "No, no. I don't have the surname Wu, and I don't need the Wu family's pie. I'm no younger than her because ......," he swallowed back.

"Oh...... I know. Daddy said.

The man didn't know that his grandfather had already talked to the dead Granny Wu about something, and when he saw that his grandfather looked awake, he asked, "What do you know?" ”

"That's all for the sake of it, so I don't need to say it explicitly, right? There are a lot of people here, and it's not good to be heard. Daddy said.

The man was stunned, stared at his father for a long time, and then squinted his eyes and asked, "She told you everything?" ”

Daddy nodded.

"You're Situzi." Daddy looked him in the eye.

He closed his eyes and bowed slightly.

Situ Zi's face is much better maintained than Granny Wu's, except for the occasional facial movement that is a little big, bringing out some unnatural wrinkles, it is almost a young man's face. Her hair is black and bushy, and she is much better than Granny Wu. But his look and temperament can't hide it, which can only be possessed by the washing of time. From this point of view, yin collection is a level superior to milk harvesting.

"How old are you?" Daddy asked.

He closed his eyes and said, "Expectation." ”

My grandfather told me that when my grandfather asked Situ Zi's age, I asked my grandfather what he meant. My grandfather said that the "Book of Rites" said, "Ten years of life is young, learn." Twenty is weak, crown. Thirty years strong, there is a room. Forty is strong, and Shi. Fifty said Ai, serving the government. Sixty years old, commanded. Seventy years old, and passed on. Eighty or ninety years old, seven years of mourning, mourning and old age, although guilty, no punishment will be added. A hundred years of period, Yi. "It means to be 100 years old.