Time flies, I haven't been back to my hometown for the New Year for two years, seeing that my career is improving, and my money is not so tight, I decided to go home that year, and the fat man has no relatives and naturally goes back with me.

The green train from Guangzhou to Hangzhou took four days and three nights, and although the Spring Festival transportation at that time was not as exaggerated as it is now, it was enough to squeeze people into it. Dragging a large bag and a small salute, I returned to Hongcun again, Hongcun is still the same as it was back then, but I am no longer the ignorant teenager.

A large gold chain and a large gold watch, the head of the slippery back is shiny with mousse, black leather shoes and a single-button suit, a V-neck cardigan with a white shirt inside, a red tie, and a briefcase in his hand. This shape is almost the standard outfit of the bosses at the beginning of the last century, and in that era, the appearance of the two of us was eye-catching and dazzling!

For a while, the news that Xiao Yi of the old Xia family had made a fortune outside spread everywhere, and I was also sullen, of course, I wouldn't tell them that I was a rag, and a fashionable sentence was enough to bluff them: resource recycling development!

According to our rules, on Chinese New Year's Eve, we have to go to the grave, and the time to go to the grave is in the morning. Early in the morning, we should prepare three meat and three vegetables, paper money ingots, incense, candles and firecrackers. When you get to the grave, tell your relatives who have left, it's the New Year, come to see you, serve you with delicious food and drink, burn the paper money and kowtow and then light firecrackers, this is to celebrate the New Year for the dead.

It was a special year because I had to go to the grave not only in the morning, but also once in the evening.

There is also a rule in Hongcun, which is found in the northwest of Zhejiang, including many places in China, and it is called: burn incense!

What is burning incense? On the first Chinese New Year's Eve after the ancients entered the soil, family members and relatives, especially the juniors, had to go to the grave at twelve o'clock in the evening, which is commonly known as "the year point" to burn paper money and incense, and this incense injection is called "Qingxiang"!

Burning incense is a very grand custom, in the third year after I went south to Guangzhou, my uncle and grandfather passed away, and it was very inconvenient to transmit information at that time, and it was a long time after I received the news, so I didn't catch up with him to give him a ride.

My uncle and grandfather actually have a very general relationship with my family, and they usually don't come and go frequently, and they often visit the door when my grandfather is still there, and there are fewer contacts after my grandfather leaves. I remember when I was a kid he bought me apples, red Fuji, which were really luxury snacks at that time.

It snowed heavily on Chinese New Year's Eve that year, and when my father said that, I wondered if I would let me go this night to burn incense. My father suffered because of the sins he suffered in those years, and he was so old that he couldn't help but freeze, and anyway, burning that thing would be a formality, and people just had to show their faces, after all, they were all relatives.

My father didn't have an opinion, so he said, it was not easy to walk, it was quite high and lonely in a mountain pass.

I went, and the fat man naturally wanted to follow, so he stayed at home and watched Zhao Zhongxiang with my parents, and he was not bored. There is a rule in the custom of burning incense: the children of the deceased's family must arrive before the guests go to the grave, and they must kneel to greet every guest who burns incense to the deceased, as a sign of their own courtesy.

This uncle and grandfather have a son and two daughters, both of whom have already started a family, I have to call them uncle and aunt, I also had contact with them when I was a child, and now I have probably forgotten what it looks like. Their village is more than ten miles away from our village, and the fat man and I chose to walk, but we were not idle at that time, playing tricks everywhere, carrying a bunch of dismantled electric cannons in our pockets, blowing up all the way. In people's yards, livestock pens, and even in the dung pits of the toilet, they ran away when they heard other people's scolding, and the two of them walked fast when they were stupid.

We went out at ten o'clock and arrived at their house at almost twelve o'clock, with only my aunt and two little hairy children at home. I reported to my family that it was the Lao Xia family in Hongcun, and the other party was polite when he saw someone, took out a plate of melons and fruits, handed over a cigarette and began to cry, saying that it was how miserable this uncle and grandfather were when he left, and how he left her alone.

Also, before leaving, I heard my mother say that this uncle and grandfather drowned in a dung pit.

In the past, every household in the countryside had a manure pit, and the manure would be fermented for a period of time and then scattered into the field as fertilizer. In the past, there were many people and livestock, but fertilizer was very scarce, so most of the manure pits were built very deep, my uncle and grandfather were said to have planted it when carrying dung, and they didn't flutter directly over the top of their heads, and finally his daughter-in-law saw a person below with his face looking at her ass when he went to the pit, and shouted: "Come on, catch **!" ”

In fact, after shouting, she felt that something was wrong, what was wrong? First, who would soak themselves in a dung pit just to peek at their ass? The second is that the man is so familiar......

When I fished it up, my uncle and grandfather had already lost his breath, and he was thrown into the river and washed for a long time before he was lifted up and buried, which is indeed miserable enough to think about. I didn't sit with the fat man much, and I thought that it was indeed not easy to listen, so I sealed a New Year's red envelope for my uncle and grandmother, and she even said no, I threw it on the table and left.

Before leaving, I glanced at the portrait hanging in the hall, and there was always an indescribable feeling on the old man's face, but I didn't expect that this feeling was not only for me. On the way out, the fat man muttered: "Xiao Yi, the portrait of your uncle and grandfather is really a bit terrifying, I don't dare to live at night if such a thing is hung in the house." ”

Although I also had some doubts in my heart, I still said, "Come on, even if you have a ghost, you have to run away from home." ”

The fat man continued: "Don't you think his eyes are too big in that picture? It feels like you're going to eat people. ”

"Don't talk about it, I'll go and worship him later." I don't want to wait to think of some scenes from horror movies on the grave mountain, besides, this Chinese New Year's Eve, these words are also obscure.

"Yes, but your country style is also quite interesting, accompany the dead to keep the New Year, and they are all in the mud and are still the age of a ball, do you have to drink two cups with him when the time comes? In this cold weather, I'm happy to warm up. ”

This person is the more you deal with him, the more energetic I become, I said angrily: "Don't talk so much, if you want to, you will accompany him." ”

The fat man smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll go." ”

"Do you have any wine?"

The fat man patted his head: "Ouch, I really didn't bring any wine." Wait, when he finished saying this, he suddenly stopped, grabbed my arm and said, "Did you just speak?" ”

"I want to say it!" I just heard the phrase "Is there any wine?" The voice was long but clear, as if someone was talking to my ear. At first, I thought this sentence was a fat man asking himself, but obviously, these are two completely different voices, that sentence was not said by the fat man, nor did I say it, who could it be?

"Who!" The fat man and I shouted out these words almost at the same time, and there was silence all around, except for the occasional whistling wind and the sporadic sound of firecrackers in the distance. Before we knew it, we had all walked halfway up the mountain, here was a tea forest, and the forest was scattered with large and small graves.

If it was one person who heard it, it might have been an auditory hallucination, but we both heard it. The fat man's face turned pale, and I glanced at it carefully, and I was sure that there was nothing dirty around us tonight, because if there were, I could see it.

I comforted the fat man and said, "It's okay, don't think about it, go up and talk about it." "I knew that a mile up there was my grandfather's new grave, which was the grave of my great-grandmother and great-grandfather, where I used to go when I was a child.

The fat man took a deep breath and pinched a ball of snow on the ground, perhaps to release his nervousness, he casually threw the snow out and said: "If you want to drink, tell the master, pretend to be a ghost and mess with Lao Tzu, and dismantle your coffin tomorrow!" ”

"Yes!" Another clear answer, right in my ears, so real.

This time the fat man and I were completely stunned, there must be something around us!

When I was in Savage Tun, Cha Wenbin said that I am a person with yin and yang eyes, and I can even see the yin difference, and if there is dirty things close to me, I will not be able to see them. I've seen a lot of things over the years, and as long as you don't provoke them, you will generally walk around, and if you see them, you can't see them, and I'm used to it.

As the saying goes: people are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points, this is because there are three fires on the body, two on the shoulders and one on the top of the head, and the more yang energy is strong, the more prosperous the fire. Yin and Yang are mutually restrained, this ghost is transformed by yin resentment, and getting close to the yang fire will naturally reduce its yin energy, so the general ghost is reluctant to get close to people, so tonight I and the fat man listened to it both times but I couldn't see it, why is that?

I gave the fat man a color, and he immediately understood, he was not a person who was afraid of things, so he cleared his throat and said: "This master, if you want to drink for a while, we will go to buy it after we finish our errands, and pick the best brand and the best dishes, but our brothers have something to do now, and it is convenient to make way for trouble." ”

After the fat man had said this, he did not hear the sound again, and we stayed there with a cigarette, and when we made sure that the ghost sound did not appear again, we continued to go up......

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Good night