I am from Shanxi, and my ancestors were businessmen in the tea business, and there are many such businessmen in Shanxi, and there is nothing to say about them, especially compared with the Qiao family, it is not worth mentioning. I took it out because something strange happened to my family, and it has affected generations.

To make this matter clear, we have to start from the 30th year of the Republic of China.

One morning in the lunar month of this year, the sky was overcast and the northwest wind was raging. In a large mansion in the west of Beiping City, a few guys were packing up their things. They were all businessmen from Shanxi who came to Beiping to do business, and the proprietor's name was Zheng Mingcheng, who was my great-grandfather. At the end of the year, they were packing up and going back to their hometown with their owners.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out from outside the gate, and then a blue-skinned baggage flew in from outside the courtyard wall and landed in the hallway under the eaves. Due to the sound of gunshots, no one in the house noticed the sound of the baggage flying in and the baggage falling to the ground.

The proprietor came out of the back room and asked a stunned fellow outsider, "What kind of gunshot?" ”

"Huh? Oh," the man came back to his senses, "and the sound was outside in the alley." ”

The proprietor went out, and the man followed. A few other guys also gathered behind the owner. Together, they walked to the gate. The proprietor opened a crack in the door, stretched out his head to peek out, and saw two Japanese devils with guns hurriedly running from east to west to the end of the alley. It looks like they're chasing someone. But the people who chased him didn't see it.

At this time, the guy behind him also squeezed to stuff his head into the crack of the door to see what was going on.

The owner slapped on one of them. The men scattered in a hurry, and each went to do the work he had stopped. When the guy who came out of the house with the owner came into the house, he saw the baggage in the corridor, thinking that someone had accidentally dropped it while carrying things, so he picked it up and brought it into the house, and put it on a pile of luggage that he had packed up to take back to his hometown.

A few days later, Zheng Mingcheng returned to his hometown, and after distributing the things he brought back to all parties, he found that there was an extra burden, and when he opened it, he saw that inside were two stones finely wrapped in bright yellow satin, which looked like plates and had a small hole in the middle. He picked it up and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't recognize what it was.

"It's weird......"

He couldn't think of a reason, and wanted to ask the guys who came back with him where this burden came from, but due to the chaos, they had been dismissed by him and went home separately.

A few days later, the servants cleaned up the house, and they piled up two stones and some unused items in a utility room. And so it passed.

A few years later, when the People's Republic of China was founded, Zheng Mingcheng moved out of the mansion built by his ancestors for generations and lived in two thatched houses. The former glory is gone, the former family property is gone, and only a few miscellaneous items that no one wants have been brought out, including the two stones of unknown origin and identity.

Zheng Mingcheng, who suddenly became a poor man, became old all of a sudden, and his body was not as good as before. This was originally a reasonable thing, who could not be hit if the family business was gone, but what was unexpected was that one night this year, Zheng Mingcheng got a strange disease and almost scared his family to death.

I didn't see any signs when I went to bed the night before, and the next day just after dawn Zheng Mingcheng's wife (my great-grandmother) woke up, and she habitually looked at the old man lying beside her. Since the family property is gone, life is a little harder, but this old and yellow woman is happy in her heart, because he can see his man every morning when he opens his eyes. However, this morning, there was only a shriveled quilt by her side.

"Master-" she cried, turned over and got up, and searched the room with two dim eyes open, the palm-sized room was clear at a glance, and the doors and windows were closed well, "What about people?" It won't be ......"

She thought that he couldn't think of looking for a short time, as if she was scared or something, she pulled up a piece of clothing and put it on her body and crawled from Zheng Mingcheng's quilt to the front of the kang.

"Humph!" There was a sound in the shriveled bed.

The old lady also felt that the quilt was not empty, and her heart was pounding: the old man was gone, what was in the quilt?

She took two steps back with her hands and feet, knelt up straight, touched the broom in the air with one hand, and carefully lifted her wife's quilt with the other hand. "Ahh

The wall between the two thatched huts is not very soundproof. The old lady screamed, waking up her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson who were sleeping next door.

"Mother-" The son called through the wall, pricked up his ears and listened for a while, but there was no movement, "Mother-" He called again, but there was still no movement.

"Nothing will happen! I'll go take a look. The son sat up and got dressed.

"I'll go too." The child sleeping in the innermost part jumped out of the bed naked.

"It's frozen, little ancestor." Her mother pressed him into the bed.

The son walked to the door of his parents and shouted to push the door open, but there was still no movement after listening, so he was anxious, so he ran to the window and stabbed the window paper. He didn't see his father through the window, only to see his mother fall face down on the edge of the kang. He hurriedly picked up the sickle hanging on the windowsill, opened the latch, went into the house, picked up the old lady, and pinched and pinched for a while before she was saved.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Why don't you see my father? ”

The old lady's eyes were hooked, and it was obvious that she had not recovered from the shock just now. The son saw that her eyes were staring at her father's bed, and her mouth seemed to move, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound, so she lifted the bed, and was so frightened that she almost turned her back on it.

I saw a corpse lying in the bed, no! Lying down alone, it's not right either! It should be said that there was a dried corpse lying down.

The son was stunned for a long time before he recognized Zheng Mingcheng's appearance from the face of the dried corpse. What's going on? Could it be that Dad died in the night, and then turned into a dry corpse again? He was completely stunned, he had heard of corpse fraud, and he had heard of zombies, but he had never heard of the living being turned into corpses!

"Daddy......" the son trembled and screamed, but there was no response, he bent down on the ground and picked up a shoe, stabbed the dried corpse and shouted, "Daddy! ”

"Hmm." The dry corpse stared at each other. Zheng Mingcheng woke up and saw his wife and son looking at him like ghosts, thinking that something was wrong, and sat up with a "whew".

"Mom-" The old lady fainted again. The son sat on the ground.

Zheng Mingcheng didn't realize the changes in his body, but he was baffled by his mother's reaction. "Ka Ka" coughed twice: "What's wrong?" Saying that, he stretched out his hands, wanting to help his wife, and wanted to pull his son. Then he saw that the two hands he stretched out turned out to be ten dry bones with sharp points.

Originally, this matter passed, but I didn't expect that more than 20 years later, Zheng Mingcheng's grandson Zheng Sanjin, that is, my father, saw the same situation in his father (my grandfather) that his father saw in his grandfather. Although he was only a few years old at the time, he clearly remembered what his grandfather looked like after he fell ill, and he still remembered that the family had no money to hire a doctor, and his grandfather did not leave the house until he died.

Now the grandfather's affairs have reappeared in my father, and although the family life is better, there is still no rich money. My father, Zheng Sanjin, walked around the house three times, and said to my mother, who was looking at him, "If you smash the pot and sell iron, you have to ask a doctor to come and see what kind of illness my father has, and I can't be like my grandfather anymore...... I don't even know why I died. ”

said so, in fact, you can't afford to hire a doctor if you really smash the pot and sell iron. Decades have passed, and the family still lives in the former thatched hut. The house was renovated, and the son went to school long since a famine...... If you have to find out the value from the house, the only thing is a coffin board for my father and a few handfuls of grain in the jar. The coffin board must not be sold, and food is the life of a family! After thinking about it, my father Zheng Sanjin still decided to sell the grain and ask the doctor to treat his father. Fortunately, it is a new society, and if he wants to put the old society aside, it is estimated that he will have to decide to sell his sons and daughters.

The doctor came, an old man, carrying a medicine box, and shaking a handful of beard on his chin when he entered the door. My father, Zheng Sanjin, was afraid of startling the doctor, and didn't dare to let him see his father's appearance, so he hid him in the quilt and only took out one arm for him to see. The doctor half-closed his eyes, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to call the pulse, and when he saw the arm, his two eyes widened, and he was stunned for a moment, then turned around and put his hand on Zheng San's head.

"What are you doing here? My dad is sick, and it's not me who is sick. ”

"Your dad is sick!? I think you're sick, and you're not lightly ill! If you are full, take a dead man to entertain me. ”

"That's what you say! My dad isn't dead, he's sick. ”

"It's almost time if you're not dead, let's prepare for the future!" The doctor picked up the medicine box and walked away.

The family hung their mouths, and in exchange for such a result, my father Zheng Sanjin couldn't cry. At this time, he knew what it meant to cry every day, and to call the earth and the earth to be unwilling.

When my grandfather got sick with this disease, my father remembered that he didn't eat enough firewood and rice, and he lay on the kang for a few days and died. Now that my father has this disease, except for the fact that the amount of food is much smaller and the appearance is scary, everyone else is like a normal person, he can run and walk, and he still shouts every day that he wants to work in the fields.

"Dad, it's not that I don't let you get old, you say that you look like this, and you won't scare people to death when you go out!" My father had no choice but to persuade his father.

The old man did not eat or drink, and walked up and down the house all day long, sighing, and occasionally sitting in a chair in a daze. The chin often droops down imperceptibly and hangs long above the chest. After almost a month like this, one day my father Zheng Sanjin came to his house to see him, shouted no, and when he touched his nose, he knew when he died.

Of course, these things are not a good thing for the glory of the ancestors, and the reason why I know so clearly is because my father Zheng Sanjin was also implicated in this matter later, and also disappeared mysteriously.