None of them are gone. I sat on the stone steps in front of Chungen'er's house, looking at the huge jujube tree at the entrance of his house. The jujube is ripe, and the stick can't reach the highest part of the branch, so the jujube on top is still growing on it, and several black birds stand on the branch, pecking at the purple-black jujube on it.

I went to school as usual, and it was the weekend again. I'm idle at home, and I'm thinking about playing. I took my broken dictionary and ran to Harugen'er's house.

His house was as usual, and there was no movement at all.

"Harune'er, are you at home? I'll open the door for you]Yo!

No one responded to me.

I ran to the back of Chungen'er's house and shouted at the back window: "Chungen'er, I'm Nianhui, I'll teach you how to write, I'll bring all the dictionaries!"

On that day on the river beach, Chun Gen'er kept gesturing to the tombstone, and I knew he wanted to learn to write. I don't know why, there was no movement in the room, but I kept shouting Harugen'er's name. I don't know where the belief came from, but I decided that Harune must be in the house.

I struggled to climb to the window of Harune's house. Because I saw a broken piece at the top of the back window of his house, revealing a small hole. I tugged at the wooden bolt from the window and looked into the small hole. The room belonged to Grandpa Gen'er, and the small space was occupied by a few objects, a bed and a large wardrobe with a black copper lock, and a coffin.

In our hometown, there are coffins in the old people's rooms, which is a custom, even if the coffin suddenly dies one day and is not buried, so the coffin is prepared when he is alive.

I heard Harune say that his grandfather always locked him in the big closet at night, but he is locked in it now.

"Chungen'er, are you in the big closet? I'm Nianhui, I'm here to teach you how to write. Let me know if you're there. ”

I stared at the closet for a few moments, and gradually, I heard the familiar sound of bells. The sound was small and staccato but I was sure it was Harune's bell. It's also determined that Chun Gen'er was locked in the closet by his grandfather.

I will never forget that scene. The bell kept ringing in the big black lacquered wood closet, and Harugen must have heard my shouting. He seemed to be flapping in the cupboard, so that the rusty copper lock on the outside of the cabinet vibrated with the movement, making a clanging sound.

"Gen'er, did you hear that?"

The bell in the house was getting louder and louder.

"What are you doing here?"

A voice suddenly appeared behind me, and I was so frightened that I fell off the windowsill without stepping on my feet.

Suddenly behind me was Harugen's grandfather, the blind man who was called a half-fairy. He carried a pathfinder stick and a rusty bell in his hand. Because he had been blind for too long, his two eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the sides of his eyes were covered with a layer of wrinkles and ravines.

"I'll ..... Haruken. ”

I was a little frightened of the blind man's appearance, and I trembled a little when I spoke.

The bell in the house was still ringing, and the blind man shouted at the house: "Settle down, you little devil, do you want to be beaten again?"

Chun Gen'er should have been afraid of his grandfather's scolding, and the room was quiet, and there was no movement at all.

I fell off the ledge and was bleeding from my leg. The blind man's nose moved, and he grabbed a handful of incense ash from the cloth bag behind him and pasted it on the bleeding place on his leg. I don't know how he saw the wound on my leg, or how he accurately pasted the incense ash on. When the blood meets the incense ash, it immediately turns black and crusts into lumps.

"When the wound on your leg heals, come back to Harune. Remember, if there is still blood on your leg, don't come. ”

The blind man was facing me when he spoke, and I couldn't help but be a little frightened when I looked at his starless face.