On January 12, 1954, a village in Taixing, Jiangsu.

It was nearly evening, and the boatman had just docked the boat when he hurried home. The wind is strong all around, and it will rain heavily in a while.

When I was about to get to the door, I bumped into a person head-on. The other party covered his face, muttered something, and ran away in a hurry.

The wind was so strong that the boatman couldn't see who it was. He turned around to see clearly, only to find that the man was gone. The boatman felt strange in his heart: how could a big living person disappear in an instant? There is no shelter from the wind and rain around, could it be that you are dazzled?

Just as he was looking around in confusion, in an instant, the pouring rain fell.

By the time the boatman ran into the house, he was soaking wet.

"Damn, that's bad luck!" The boatman said to himself angrily, "The weather this year is really strange, and it can change when it comes to droughts and floods. ”

While speaking, the daughter-in-law came out of the back room. The boatman immediately asked, "Did we have a guest just now?" ”

"No, I don't. You're not at home, who's coming? The boat lady asked rhetorically, feeling that his question was a little inexplicable.

Seeing that he was soaking wet, he took a piece of clothing from the house and gave it to the boatman. blamed: "Such a heavy rain, I don't know how to avoid it?" You change your clothes first, and I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup to ward off the cold, so as not to catch a cold. ”

After saying this, the boatlady turned and went into the back room to get busy, leaving the boatman stunned. I thought, in broad daylight, did you hit a ghost? A big living person, suddenly disappeared like that. In these four areas, there is only one family, which is far away from the other families in the village.

The boatman thought about it, now that the matter had passed, there was no need to dwell on it so much.

That night, the husband and wife slept soundly.

Suddenly, there was a loud "clang" on the door, and the boatman immediately sat up. The boatman looked at the mother-in-law beside her, who didn't seem to hear anything, and still slept soundly.

There is no one in front of or behind in this lonely village and wild shop, who will knock on the door in the middle of the night? Isn't it something that's not clean? Haunting in this area is not uncommon.

The boatman got out of bed in confusion and prepared to go outside the door to take a look. Suddenly, a faint green light came through the crack in the door outside, which was very strange. The boatman was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood on end.

He turned on the light, picked up the wood knife that had been placed by the door, and held it tightly, just in case. I thought, damn it, no matter what kind of bull ghost and snake god you are outside, I will give you a knife when I open the door.

The boatman held a hatchet in one hand and carefully drew the latch in the other.

When the door opened, it was found that there was not even a single hair. There is no green light, and there is just the sound of the wind.

It turned out to be a false alarm. It must have been too tired lately, hallucinating, and scaring myself.

After the door was fastened, the boatman was ready to go back to bed and go back to sleep. When I passed by the dresser, I accidentally glanced into the middle of the mirror, and I almost scared myself to death! There is a figure in the mirror, and when you look at it, it is yourself.

But in the mirror, his face is bruised, and his seven orifices are bleeding, so terrifying!

The boatman was so frightened that he hurriedly touched his face with his hand. However, there was nothing on hand. He rubbed his eyes vigorously again, and the "person" in the mirror was the same as his own movements, but it was indeed bleeding. This was strange, and the boatman immediately felt panicked and had goosebumps all over his body.

I was afraid, but I still had the courage to take a step forward, wanting to see what the hell this mirror was.

As soon as he leaned in front of the mirror, the "self" in the mirror suddenly stretched out his hands and choked his neck! The terrifying face was extremely distorted, and it opened its bloody mouth and bit at itself.

Startled, the boatman woke up. Damn, it turned out to be a nightmare!

Just as he was secretly relieved, the boatman felt something climb into bed. I wanted to look up, but suddenly I found that I couldn't move. The boatman screamed in his heart that it was not good, the ghost pressed the bed!

Suddenly, an eerie face appeared in his field of vision. It's none other than the "self" you just dreamed of! It's the same as bleeding from the seven orifices, looking straight at himself.

Before he could move, the "strange face" suddenly stretched out his hands and pinched his neck.

The boatman struggled desperately, but could not cry out. I felt that my breathing was getting harder and harder, and my consciousness was getting more and more blurred.

In desperation, the boatman used all his strength and struggled......

"Toot ~", a big fart.

I thought, it's over! I was really wronged, and I couldn't resist at once, so I was strangled to death by the evil ghost. On his deathbed, he also fell into a stream of and urine, and others hated it when they saw it.

At this moment, a yellow light flashed~ When I looked closely, it turned out to be my own light.

Then I heard my daughter-in-law's voice: "Oh mom, you killed a thousand knives, you fart!" Ahem~ The earth shakes the mountains! Ahem, I still covered my face with a quilt, and I didn't waste it at all. This smokes me~"

The boatman was so frightened that he did not answer.

When the woman saw that the boatman still did not answer, she turned her face to find him sweating profusely and his face pale. hurriedly asked, "Old Fang, why is your face so ugly?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a nightmare!" The boatman said.

There was no word all night, and in the half-asleep half-awake of the boatman, the day was already dawn.

Woke up in a daze, and the boatman only felt weak, and he had lingering thoughts about the dream of the previous night. I often hear people say: If you dream of bleeding from your seven orifices, the main culprit!

The boatman couldn't help but feel frightened, and immediately went to the village goddess to interpret the dream.

When I went to the god's house, I found that there were many people in their house, all of whom were from the village. After careful inquiry, I found out that the people who came were the same as myself: almost all of them were "ghost presses" last night.

The news spread quickly among the crowd, and the whole village had a collective nightmare, which was unprecedented.

By the time the boatman came out of the god's house, it was already afternoon. Unexpectedly, the goddess sent herself away in a few words. Just let yourself be cautious about what you say and do, and try not to go out. That's it, and not a penny is confiscated.

This made the boatman uneasy, "fortune telling without collecting money" is not a good thing!

After a hurried lunch, the boatman came to the boat alone. Seeing that it seemed to be raining again, he came and put the anchor in prison. Save the ship from anchoring when the storm comes, but there is nowhere to find it.

The goddess told herself to be cautious in her words and deeds, and never to go out. Today's shipment of goods out of the river can only be postponed.

He had just lowered the anchor, closed the window, and walked out of the cabin when suddenly the hull of the ship jerked to the side. He stumbled and fell to the side of the boat. When I came out, there was sand and rocks outside, and I could barely open my eyes.

Changing the sky is a common thing by the riverside. But now the sky is unusually yellow, like a yellow soup mixed with pigments, which makes people feel breathless.

"Look, the Yangtze River is dry!" A man who had also come to anchor shouted.

The boatman leaned over to look into the water, and it turned out that the boat had run aground and was lying on the riverbank. The usually vast and boundless water of the Yangtze River is about to bottom out at this moment!

In a short time, the whole section of the river dried up, revealing the thick layer of sediment at the bottom of the river. All the big and small fish in the river were stranded on the riverbed. A piece of white flowers, like snowflakes.

This kind of scene is not very rare! I've heard the older generation talk about the "Yangtze River breaking off" before, but that was more than 600 years ago. I heard that many people died that year, from generation to generation, and the basic details are no longer remembered. I didn't expect to let myself run into it today.

Hearing the news, more and more people rushed to the river, and everyone rushed to the bottom of the river to pick up fish.

When the boatman saw it, his eyes were red! He took a hand and looked into the distance, this area of water has dried up, and it should be fine to go down. I am not in the upper reaches of the water, I will come up when I go down to catch something, and even if the water comes, I will have time to go ashore. He rolled up his sleeves, rolled up his trouser legs, and rushed to the bottom of the river to join the group of fish.

In a short time, the boatman picked up two large baskets, and he realized how happy he was. These fish are enough for a few people in the family to eat for a few days. Strike while the iron is hot, go down and grab a basket and hurry home. After the boatman brought the fish he had picked up to the boat, he turned around and rushed down the river to pick it up.

When everyone was in full swing, there was a sudden loud thunder in the sky.

Immediately followed by "whoa~"

Before people had time to react, they saw that the head of the river was more than ten stories high, turning over the river and turning into the sea, unstoppable!

"It's flooding!" Someone shouted in panic.

The boatman reacted and immediately wanted to run to shore. But at this time, his feet were trapped in the mud and he couldn't move. The harder you struggle, the deeper you sink. In an instant, the monstrous waves have swept in.

In just one second, the boatman was swallowed up by the flood......

The whole section of the river returned to its usual state, and the river was rolling, as if the qiē just happened before.

However, countless families have been torn apart.

The boatman who was swept away by the river was called Fang Zhou, and it was my grandfather.

Grandpa left in such a hurry that he didn't leave anything for the family, just a boat, two baskets of fish and a few yellowed old photos of the family.

In those photos, there are photos of grandpa and a few friends, and there are several foreigners in them.

Strange to say, my grandfather was originally a member of the scientific expedition team, and he was the first batch of talents to go abroad for investigation in New China. But later, I don't know what happened in the United States, and I returned to China soon after.

After returning to China, my grandfather quit his well-paid job and came to Taixing alone. After that, I married my grandmother, became a fisherman and lived a small life. It's quite a bit of a "falling grass for a coward"! No one knew about his past, and he never mentioned it.

According to my father, my grandfather used to stare at those pictures in a daze, sometimes laughing, sometimes lost, and then desperately drinking. No matter who asked, he never said it. Even my grandmother didn't know why.

After my grandfather died, my grandmother moved with my father and aunt and several of their siblings and left Taixing forever. But as if under a curse, my father later started a shipping business.

At first, my grandmother refused to agree, but my father only learned this from my grandfather, and there was no other craft to make a living. When you get married, you have to support your family, and you can't sit at home as a family. If there are ready-made skills, ready-made ships, why not use them? It can also save a lot of costs, and grandma can only acquiesce.

Since my grandfather died, my grandmother said that she would not step on the boat for half a step, probably because she hated the boat and killed my grandfather.

And then there was me.

Because of the thunder and lightning and heavy rain on the day I was born, my family named me Fang Yu.

The old man of the village said, "This son must not be mortal. ”

Ironically, there were no spectacular or amazing events in my childhood. On the contrary, it is precisely the prosaic and uneventful.

Except for being almost disfigured by boiling water, breaking my legs, being bitten by dogs more than a dozen times, and drowning in the water 21 times, my teenage years are still normal.

I thought that I would find a daughter-in-law and live my life like this. But what happened next, in Shakespeare's words:

That's intriguing!