My name is Hao Yan, and my father took the name, but he later regretted taking the wrong name, so he should be called Hao Tao.

As my father's first son, in the name of Yan, I naturally hope that my life will be prosperous. But God often doesn't go as people want, my dad was full of excitement to pick me up for the first time, and he was greeted by a bubble of boy urine.

Generally, children can climb in ** months, I can compete with dogs in five months who can climb fast, seven months to ride the dog as a horse, one year old can pick up chickens all over the yard to run, one and a half years old full of yard chickens, dogs, ducks see me digging pits into the soil.

It's not that I'm gifted, it's because I have a natural curiosity and can't help but want to study anything new. This bad problem made me suffer a lot in the future, and many supernatural and terrifying stories were caused by uncontrollable curiosity.

Speaking of which, although I was not born with yin and yang eyes or anything, a real supernatural incident that happened when I was a child is still fresh and unforgettable for me.

In order to keep warm, people in the Northeast sleep on a large fire. Mom and Dad slept on the edge of the kang, and I slept in it. I remember very well that it was a cold winter season, and my hometown had just experienced a snowstorm at that time. The snow was heavy and the weather was cold, so I fell asleep early in the evening.

I don't know what time it was, but it was very dark anyway, and I opened my eyes without warning. Actually, I didn't want to pee, and my head was very sleepy, but I woke up without warning, and it seemed like someone was calling my name. I looked in the direction of the sound in a daze, and saw a woman in a white robe standing on the floor of the house, under the hazy light of the hairy moon. The woman was tall, at least taller than my mother, with long hair up to her waist, and she stood with her back to me, so she couldn't see her face.

This woman is not at all like my mother, who has short hair and is short. But at that time, I thought in my heart that this was my mother. I don't know if you've experienced what it means to be evil. At that time, I was in a state of being evil, and I only had one idea in my head, and I didn't doubt it at all, believing that this woman was my mother.

I watched as the woman walked slowly through the door and out of the room. You know, the door is closed, but I don't see the door open. In a trance, I heard in my head, "Come, follow me." It wasn't my mother's voice, it wasn't someone else's, and I still remember it very clearly, it was my own voice.

I didn't hesitate to put on my shoes, and just three steps out, my dad suddenly yelled, what are you doing! I woke up suddenly, my head was confused, but I was sweating behind my back, and I subconsciously pointed to the door and said I'm going to find my mother. Mom poked her head out of the bed and said I'm here. I was very silent at the time, did not argue, and obediently climbed onto the kang and lay down in the bed.

At this time, I remembered that the woman was not at all like my mother, and the door was closed, how did she get out? The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and I covered my head and trembled all night.

This is my real experience, and unlike other real experiences, this experience of mine has an end.

When I woke up the next morning, I started to have a dazed fever and kept crying. I don't remember what I shouted. I only remember that my grandmother's face was ugly after listening to my crying. I went out to inquire around, and soon found out that in a previous snowstorm, there was a car accident on the winding mountain road behind my house, and a man and a woman fell down the mountain and died on the spot.

Grandma inquired about the location of the car overturned, led me, carried a basket of paper money, candles and small golden ingots, and came there to burn. also made me kneel down and kowtow, and after kowtowing, I was still sick and crying. Grandma's face was ugly and scary at the time, and she suddenly jumped to her feet and scolded, pointing at the sky and the earth, and the fierceness of the scolding scared me so much that I didn't cry all of a sudden. It's strange to say, my grandmother scolded for nearly an hour, but I felt better and better, and I went home to get better.

Although many years have passed, this supernatural event is deeply ingrained in my mind, and every detail is so clear in my memory. I have thought more than once that if my father hadn't stopped me, he would have pushed open the door and walked out, what would have happened in the end? When I think about it, I feel quite sorry.

When I was older, I was even more naughty when I was seven or eight years old. Once, I carefully rolled a firecracker in cigarette paper and gave it to my father. The father was very happy and thought that his son had finally learned to honor him and had learned to roll cigarettes for him.

happily put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it with a match defenselessly. As you can imagine, my dad chased me for five streets with the soles of his shoes, and in the end he couldn't stick to it and had to give up, and the idlers and women on the whole road were happy.

This was the most proud prank I played when I was a child, which directly led to my father's extreme distrust of me in the future, giving him a bottle of wine and feeding it to the dog to drink, and he drank it only after the dog was fine.

Speaking of my dog, Rhubarb, who was my most loyal companion when I was a child, my second supernatural event was related to Rhubarb.

Rhubarb is an ordinary family dog, but it is very smart, it is a cub under my old dog, and it almost grew up with me, so it is inseparable from me and only listens to my instructions. didn't even listen to his father's words, and his angry father was happy, and said that he would raise two white-eyed wolves.

The other one is me.

At that time, a children's drama related to police dogs was playing, and the protagonist in it, the police dog Kuroko, was very smart, and I naturally felt very novel after watching it. Excited, I began to train the Rhubarb Project, hoping to let Rhubarb hunt down the bad guys and achieve my long-awaited hero dream.

It's a pity that Rhubarb is only a dirt dog in his intelligence, and at most he can learn simple actions such as wagging his tail and shaking hands, and he has never learned difficult techniques such as finding delicious cakes by relying on smell tracking. Even so, Rhubarb is still the smartest soil dog in my house, and it really gives me a lot of face as an owner.

In addition to rhubarb, I have another good buddy who has been playing with since childhood, he is the child of my neighbor, and I was born in the same year. The surname Zhou is called Dapeng, but because he was born with a big head, the people around him call him Datou, and over time, his real name is so rare that few people call it.

Big Heads are just like me, they are all naughty boys who go up to the trees to dig birds and go into the water to catch fish. But he has a little hobby more than me, he likes to lift girls' skirts and peek at girls taking baths, to put it bluntly, he is a big-headed pervert. We hit it off at first sight, and we didn't know anything about the two calves in the world.

One day the two of us squatted on the ground, poking the ant's nest with a small wooden stick, while discussing what to play today. The big head proposed to disguise himself as a girl and sneak into the women's bathhouse, but I firmly rejected it.

I can say that the key is that the big head is stinky, and even if you apply three layers of powder, you can recognize it. I then proposed to poke the honeycomb and steal the honey to drink, but the big head shook like a drum.

Because he can't outrun me every time.

The two of us were squatting on the ground and were worried about how to harm the township, and when I looked up, I saw Rhubarb squatting aside with his tongue outstretched, and my heart moved, and I proposed to take Rhubarb to the back mountain to catch rabbits. The big head slapped his knee and praised the wonderful proposal.

The northeast is full of mountains and forests, and behind our house is an unknown mountain, which is quite large, and it is the best playground when I was a child.

I told the big head to do it, and dragged the reluctant rhubarb to the back mountain. At that time, the ecology was not destroyed, there were no big beasts in the mountains, but there was no shortage of small animals such as rabbits and squirrels. The two of us came halfway up the mountain, spread the chain and shouted for Rhubarb to find the rabbit.

Rhubarb is just a dirt dog, and if he doesn't have the genes of a hunting dog, he will catch any rabbits, just whining and chasing his tail in circles. We both shouted for a while to no avail, and we couldn't help but be deflated. The big head simply sat on the ground with his butt and complained that it was much more interesting to watch the girl's ass and balls than to watch your dog bite its tail.

I was also very frustrated, and finally realized that it was impossible to make a local dog a majestic police dog. But he didn't admit defeat in his mouth, and sneered at each other and said that with your big head, women under the age of forty ran out as soon as they entered the bathhouse, and looked at a fart!

The big head was not convinced, and shouted that there are still people over forty years old. I gave him a look of contempt and asked with a smirk Are you sure you want to see a woman over forty? He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then lay down on the grass dejectedly.

Now that I think about it, the two of us may have been really talented.

I'm bored,

The originally well-behaved and docile rhubarb suddenly went against the norm, his paws clung to the ground, and the hair on his entire back exploded, making a roaring sound towards the depths of the forest, looking very nervous and afraid of something. The big head sat up suddenly, and shouted with an excited fist that there was a door now, and Rhubarb must have found a rabbit nest.

I know Rhubarb very well, and I waved my hand to say no, if I really found a rabbit, Rhubarb wouldn't be so nervous, there must be something else. The big head was puzzled and said that the rhubarb had found something, and he was so fierce.

My natural curiosity was aroused at once, and I excitedly shouted to go and see what it was. Naturally, the big head would not object, and he followed behind his ass with a look of eagerness. But Rhubarb was unusual, biting my trouser leg with his mouth and whining.

Now that I think about it, curiosity can sometimes kill people. But at that time, once I was aroused, where could I still care about this, I dragged the rhubarb rope in the direction of its roar.

Crossing a low slope, a lonely grave suddenly appeared in front of the two of us, and the big head was so frightened that he didn't stand still, and his feet slipped and he sat on the ground.