Seeing that he was so enthusiastic and didn't want to sway other people's kindness, my mother asked me to call him "dumb grandfather". [擺|渡|搜||I began to think that it was not good to call him "dumb grandfather" directly, but the people in the village didn't call him by his name when they saw him, and the younger generation called him "dumb uncle" or "dumb uncle", and I felt that it was nothing.

I don't know if he really doesn't mind being called "dumb" or if he really likes me, every time I call him "dumb grandpa" at the urging of my mother, he is so happy that he laughs like he has a mouthful of candy in his mouth. That's a laugh that can't be pretended. My mother used to tell me that my dumb grandfather only laughed so happily when you called him.

Because of my mother's words, I have a good impression of my dumb grandfather, but every time I hear him speak "Abba Baba Aba", I still don't dare to get too close to him.

When my father saw that I was scared, he laughed, pointed to my dumb grandfather with an enthusiastic face, and said to me, "Son, he likes you so much, what are you afraid of him doing?" He's not a ghost. ”

The mute grandfather knew simple sign language, and he gave his grandfather a stroke.

Grandpa smiled: "Your dumb grandfather really loves you, he said that even if he becomes a ghost, he will not let you be afraid." ”

I didn't care if he was flattering me or not, and I saw that he was still hiding from afar.

But once I had to get up close and personal with him for a book-read-novel xstxt.

I remember that time, it seemed that a relative of my grandmother's family passed away, and my grandparents, grandparents, and fathers had to go to see it. Because that relative died in the evening, the grandparents had to spend time there. They wanted to take me with them, but my father said no.

"Don't let him see the dead." Daddy said.

If it was usual, it must have been my grandfather's fear that the dead would scare me and I wouldn't let me go, and my grandfather said lightly that it was okay. "Isn't it just a dead man?" Daddy would have said that.

This time, my grandfather didn't let me go, probably because Xiaomi's matter made his worries not dispelled. What's more, we do have a saying that children can't look at corpses.

But if I wasn't allowed to go with me, I would have to sleep alone at home, with no one to take care of me.

So, my grandfather said, "Then call his dumb grandfather to accompany him." "In the village, my grandfather is not the only one who can take care of the children, but everyone else is a family and may not be able to take care of me wholeheartedly. My dumb grandfather has never been married, and he has always liked me very much, so he is the most suitable person.

While my grandfather was discussing who to call to take care of me, I was already lying down in the next room getting ready for bed. I was reluctant to let my dumb grandfather come here to accompany me, but I was more afraid of being alone at home, so I had to say nothing.

Then they were leaving, so they called my dumb grandfather to my bedside and said things like "you have to be obedient."

I covered my head under the quilt and pretended to be asleep. I don't want to hear him say "Aba, Baba Aba" endlessly.

I don't know if it was my grandfather or grandfather who lifted the corner of the quilt, but I closed my eyes tightly and didn't move.

A pair of hands reached behind my back and moved me from the edge of the bed to the inside against the wall. Then my grandfather and my grandfather were gone. I heard their footsteps coming from the doorway.

The deadbolt clanged, and the dumb grandfather closed the door. The sound of rustling footsteps reached my bedside, and the quilt was lifted and lowered. I knew that my dumb grandfather was already sleeping in the place I had just moved.

The more I didn't dare to breathe, the more I wanted to breathe, and the more I didn't dare to open my eyes, the more I dared to open them, the more my eyelids suddenly jumped.

At that time, the house was a mud brick house, and only the foundation bricks buried in the soil were fired green fire bricks. The connection between the mud bricks and the mud bricks is not tight, and some places are eaten by soil bees, and the sound insulation effect is very poor. Outside the mud wall on the side of the window, there was a grasshopper that called out whenever it was quiet. I searched for it many times within five meters of the wall, digging a small hole, but I couldn't find its hiding place.

On the night when my dumb grandfather accompanied me, it was especially cheerful, much louder and crisper than usual, and a bit of a bully.

Amid the cries of the grasshoppers, I gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, my dumb grandfather was gone, and my grandfather and grandfather had returned. Thinking of last night, it was like a dream, as if Grandpa didn't go out last night, and Dumb Grandpa didn't come.

The grasshopper outside the wall no longer called, as if it had never called.

Daddy walked up to my bedside, looked at me with a smile, and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

I got up and said, "Okay." ”

Grandpa also walked into the room and asked, "Haven't you been woken up by the sound of dumb grandpa snoring?" ”

I shook my head.

Grandpa glanced at his grandfather, and smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face piled up: "It seems that the dumb grandfather really feels sorry for him." ”

Later, I heard that my dumb grandfather was snoring badly. He snored like a raging storm. He never married, in addition to his own flaws, because of snoring. There was once a woman who was also mute who married him, but left after not staying with him long. People asked why the mute woman didn't say no sooner and now again. The mute woman learned the sound of his snoring.

Dumb Grandpa's house has no neighbors, and occupies a lonely area to the north of Thrush Village. I used to think that others were also afraid of mutes like me, but later I learned that others couldn't stand his snoring, so everything I could move away from was moved. This is also the main cause of the death of the mute grandfather.

After that night's company, my dumb grandfather thought that I would be closer to him, and every time he saw me from home to my grandfather's house, he became more enthusiastic. Not only did they dance to my "Abba Baba Aba" hand, but they also had to follow me for a while. It made me hate him even more. The hateful thing is that his mother is still happy to talk to him, although he can't figure out what he is trying to say many times. But whoever is good to me, my mother is very good to that person.

The person I am most afraid of in Thrush Village is not my dumb grandfather, but "crooked father". "Crooked Dad" will drive away evil spirits and catch ghosts, because he is exposed to too much yin energy, his facial features are deformed, his eyes, nose and mouth are crooked, even his shoulders, arms and backs are crooked, and he walks one high and one low, which is very uncoordinated. Some people laughed at him and called him "crooked father"; Some feared him and called him a "crooked Taoist." Crooked father's hands were shaking, and his shoulders were crooked, so it was difficult for him to pick up a pen and write, so he often came to his father's house to ask someone to help him draw ghost hunting talismans. In the past, his grandfather helped him paint, but after his grandfather was inflexible himself, his grandfather helped him paint. Therefore, Crooked Dad had a good relationship with Grandpa's family, and although he was not as excited and enthusiastic as his dumb grandfather when he saw me, he also liked to touch my head and face with his thin hands like chicken feet. Mom said that Crooked Daddy is strong, and if he likes me, ghosts don't dare to come close to me, so she treats Crooked Dad very well, and when she sees Crooked Daddy, she talks a lot about me, completely ignoring my feelings.

But less than half a year after my dumb grandfather accompanied me, my mother suddenly ignored my dumb grandfather.

The first time my mother ignored my dumb grandfather, I remember it vividly.

It was a cold winter, and my mother led me over the back hill of Thrush Village, and walked into Thrush Village, where we met Dumb Grandpa on a ridge not far from his dumb grandfather's house.

After coming down from the back mountain, there are two roads to Grandpa's house. One is to take the back door, to pass through the backyard of the crockpot buried with millet, the road is relatively narrow, and there are a few ridges. One is to take the front door, which is a little farther away, and the road is relatively wide. On the important days of the New Year's holiday, my mother took me through the front door, and usually chose the closer road.

It wasn't a special day, so we walked a little closer.

As soon as I walked up the ridge, I saw my dumb grandfather standing not far away.

The dumb grandfather was also very strange that day. On such a cold day, he was wearing only a single coat, and his whole body was wet, like he had just been salvaged in the water. Although the smile on his face is still the same as usual, it seems to be a little more imperceptible miserable. Water was dripping from the hem and hem of his trousers, dripping a large amount around him.

"Abba ...... Abba ...... Abba ...... "He said happily when he saw me, gesturing with his hands.

Usually, whenever I saw him, my mother would immediately take my hand and urge: "Call Grandpa Dumb!" ”

But that day, as if she hadn't seen him, my mother didn't react to my dumb grandfather's enthusiasm, and walked hurriedly ahead of me, not to mention holding my hand, without even looking back.

I wondered, how is my mother different today than before? I hated my dumb grandfather at this time, and I also felt that my mother had gone too far, and I took pity on my dumb grandfather.

We walked up to my dumb grandfather, but my mother didn't look at him and walked straight to the back door of my grandfather's house. I looked up and saw the mute man looking down at me with a smile on his face, his chin dripping down and his eyelashes dripping with water, and he reached out to touch me, but I hurriedly avoided it.

As I passed by him, I felt a chill to my bones.