Chapter 298: Family Immortal 8
Xiaomi can wait endlessly, and Daddy can't afford to spend time. Daddy is like a man waiting for a rabbit, and he doesn't know when the rabbit will hit him.
After waiting for a few days, Daddy decided to take the initiative to find the rabbit - Xiaomi's spirit. When you go. Grandpa thought to himself that if Xiaomi's spirit insisted on revenge, he would kill her with a silk ear, and it would be a hundred. He didn't want Millet to be like him, and finally be chased by his own spirit.
Grandpa had dinner at Feng Junjia's house that day, and then lied that he wanted to go back, but after walking to the entrance of the village, he turned a fork in the road. He circled the blind man's pass.
When he was about to reach the blind pass, an old man suddenly turned out on the fork in the road ahead. The old man carried a bamboo basket covered with cloth. Array anti-blood.
The old man walked in a hurry, looking from side to side, as if he was afraid that others would see him.
Grandpa hurriedly slowed down to avoid being seen by him. Grandpa actually didn't want to peek at that person's secret, he was just afraid that others would pay attention to him in return.
Walk behind the Blind Man's Pass. Daddy thought that the old man in front of him would continue to move on and go somewhere else. Unexpectedly, the old man actually stopped at the entrance of the blind man's pass and put the bamboo basket on the ground.
Then the old man looked back.
Daddy hurriedly hid behind a big tree.
The old man didn't see his father, thinking that there was no one around. So he uncovered the cloth from the bamboo basket. There are many bowls inside, and each bowl has an upside-down bowl on top to prevent the contents of the bowl from getting cold or dusty. The old man carefully took out the bowls, placed them on the ground, and arranged them in a row.
Grandpa was silent behind the big tree, secretly observing the old man's every move.
The old man set the bowls and removed the upside-down bowls one by one. The food in the bowl was simply sumptuous, including rice, greens, pork, fish, and chicken, which at that time could only be eaten at a banquet. The grandfather who was hiding behind the big tree smelled the aroma of meat and vegetables.
Then, he took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo basket.
Grandpa thought to himself, could it be that he wants to dine here? Grandpa didn't think that this old man came here to worship ghosts. But usually sacrifice ghosts, at most a bowl of fatty meat, and the fine meat is not very reluctant; Or at most a bowl of lean chicken, and the fat chicken is not willing to give up. The greens will not be taken out, it seems too shabby and insincere. So at first, my father thought that it was impossible for the old man to use these dishes to sacrifice to ghosts.
The old man did put on a posture of wanting to eat. He pulled out a pair of chopsticks from a pair of chopsticks. The next action surprised Grandpa again. The old man stuck a pair of chopsticks straight into the bowl with the food. Needless to say, this is the way of sacrifice. He wouldn't eat those meals himself.
After the chopsticks were inserted, the old man, like an elder who had set the table and was just waiting for his family to come back for dinner, crossed his waist and whispered to the chaotic blind man's pass: "Children, come to eatβI have prepared good things for you--come out quickly-" After shouting, he sat cross-legged beside the bowls, smiling and waiting for the little ghost in the blind man's pass. looks confident, at ease.
Grandpa thought to himself, is he so sure that those little imps will listen to him and come to the mouth of the blind man to eat those meals? Unless......
While Daddy was thinking, a child's laughter rang out in the blind man's col, giggling...... Hee-hee-hee-hee......
Laughter from far and near. Soon, Grandpa saw the children he had met running out of the blind man's col and surrounding the old man, and some of them were lying on the ground impatiently, smelling the smell of the food; Some played with the old man's silver hair at the back of his head, causing the other imps to laugh; Some chased and ran around the old man, shouting as they ran, almost no different from the playful children that Grandpa usually saw.
Most of those children's fathers have seen it, but their fathers have not seen the shadow of millet.
Grandpa is secretly anxious in his heart, has Xiaomi's spirit run away? If that's the case, it's not that easy to deal with her. Daddy didn't give up, and still looked for millet in the figure of those children, looking forward to the appearance of millet.
The old man let the imps play to their heart's content for a while, then raised his hands and made a gesture of pressing down, and said, "Little ghosts, be quiet, be quiet!" You're making my old man's head buzz and it's going to explode. β
The imps immediately quieted down, so obedient that they surprised their father not far away.
The old man looked around, read the little ghosts one by one, and then asked the little girl in the lead: "Where's Xiaomi?" β
When the grandfather behind the big tree heard this, he was even more upside down! The old man could actually see that millet was missing! From this point of view, this old man is very, very familiar with the little ghosts. Grandpa suddenly had a lot of questions in his heart. Where did this old man come from? Why did he bring food to Blind Ridge? What is his relationship with the imps? Why did he know Xiaomi?
Daddy's head was also buzzing, and so many questions were lingering in his mind, almost bursting his head.
Grandpa even boldly guessed: Is this old man the one who prevented him from going to Maoling Mountain that night?
These questions are like trees and stones in the blind man's col at this time, and Grandpa's mortal womb is blinded by the naked eye, and he can't see anything clearly. Daddy simply closed his eyes and used only his ears to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"Xiaomi?" The little girl in the lead repeated.
"That's right. She was the only one missing. The old man said.
The other little ghosts whispered, and Grandpa couldn't hear a word of what they said, only a sneering voice, as if it was fried beans, as if it was sifting sand, as if it was a frosted cloth.
"She's in a bad mood and hasn't been playing with us much lately." The little girl said.
The old man ordered, "Call her quickly, and everyone will eat together." β
The little girl said to the other imps in a commanding tone, "Do you hear that, go and call Millet." β
Daddy opened his eyes and looked that way, and sure enough, he saw a little child running towards the blind man's pass.
The old man closed his eyes and sat silently, as if waiting for the little imp to come back with millet. The other imps stopped talking, but they were also restless, either the imp quietly poked the imp, or the imp kicked the imp secretly, and the little movements continued. Occasionally, the old man's eyes suddenly opened, and he happened to see those little ghosts making small movements. The imp immediately retracted and sat upright in a fake appearance. But as soon as the old man's eyes were closed, the imps began to make small movements again.
This scene is exactly the same as the classroom in Longwan Township Primary School.
The old man closed his eyes and said, "Little ghosts, you are all little ghosts who have been abandoned and disliked. You yourselves need to know how to take care of and love each other. If you don't help each other, other demons will bully you, and other people will bully you. Did you know? β
The imps reacted differently to the old man's preaching. Some said, "You've said this countless times, and I'm tired of hearing it." Some said, "Well, you know, can you start eating when millet comes?" Some said, "Don't wait, let's eat first." Some said, "I've eaten a lot better, if millet doesn't come, we won't eat it?" Some said, "Don't make a noise, don't make a noise, listen to what he has to say." Some said, "He's done." β
Suddenly, a loud voice sounded: "Xiaomi is coming, Xiaomi is coming!" β
The heads of the imps immediately turned in the same direction. The old man also opened his eyes.
Grandpa saw a little ghost leading Millet out of the Blind Ridge. Xiaomi has several gray marks on her face, which makes her look a little dirty and her hair messy, but her clothes are clean.
Grandpa almost forgot the purpose of his coming, and almost came out from behind the tree, shouting Xiaomi's name, and taking steps to greet Xiaomi, just as she had when she returned home.
Daddy clung to the bark and didn't let himself go out. It was as painful as if he was about to hold on to his other self.
Although she is the spirit of Xiaomi, she is also a part of Xiaomi. Grandpa's heart for her is actually no different from that for Xiaomi. Loving the house and Wu, liking a person, is to accept her bad parts together, like it together.
When the old man saw Millet coming, he said very happily, "Are you here?" Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down β
Millet didn't buy his account too much, still with a stinky face, and walked among the imps, who seemed to be a little afraid of her, and immediately moved out of the way. Millet sat down in the clearing. The little ghost next to her didn't dare to make any small moves to her. Even the little girl who took the lead just now was much more suppressed at this time.
The old man watched Xiaomi sit down, waved his hand, and said happily: "Okay, okay, now everyone has arrived!" Let's start eating! β
In fact, at this time, there were already a few imps who had secretly eaten and began to burp. But the other imps were still excitedly crouching or lying around the bowls, to inhale the smell of the food.
Millet was clearly a little hungry, and she sucked softly at a bowl of steamed fish.
The old man smiled contentedly as he watched the imps feast. He lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly, without eating.
A few well-fed imps ran to the old man's side and took a few puffs of smoke from the old man's spit. The old man immediately stretched out his hand to drive them away, laughing and scolding, "What kind of cigarette does a child smoke? It's so unbelievable! β
When the little imp smoked saw him raise his hand, he immediately ran away, but after a while he secretly took another puff.
By the time the old man's cigarette was finished, the imps had eaten almost enough.
The old man threw the butt of his cigarette on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and then drove the imps away like ducks into the water, and said, "Go, go, poor imps, I will take the bowl and go back." β
The little imps burped and yawned one after another, and walked into the blind man's col where they couldn't see anything clearly.
The old man was alone and coldly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the ground. He took off the chopsticks, turned the empty bowls upside down, and then put them back into the bamboo basket one by one and covered them with a cloth.
It wasn't until the old man lifted the bamboo basket and was about to leave that Grandpa came back to his senses and remembered the purpose of coming here tonight.