Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter now. What about the real and what about the fake?

I called my boss and said that I had something to attend to at home and that I had to take a day off. The boss thought about it and finally gave me a day off after deducting my salary.

To say that Chen Tiancheng has two sons, the eldest son is two years younger than me, so we are not the same age, and we don't get along very well.

There were only five people in the village my age. There is also a girl, that is, Chen Miao, but she should be abroad now.

Because it is in the village, the burial method is still the most traditional way. According to our custom here, we will build a mourning booth in a spacious place on the street, and then put two benches, and place the coffin on the bench under the mourning tent.

Then they are divided into men on the left and women on the right, standing on the left or right side of the coffin to accompany the spirit.

We used to invite some singing troupe or song and dance troupe the night before the funeral every time someone died. Those who have money will be invited to sing big operas, and those who don't have money will have to spend money to invite these.

But in the past few years, the notice came down. All dead people are not allowed to perform in the song and dance troupe. Some are in the countryside, and they may be no strangers to song and dance troupes, while others are not familiar with them.

In fact, the original intention of the song and dance troupe should be to sing and dance, after all, it is a song and dance troupe! But with the slow development of the times, the song and dance troupe has slowly become an "art" from the previous singing and dancing.

It not only includes singing and dancing, but also juggling, duo turning, and glamorous. Dance, or shemales and so on. Use this to attract people's attention and attract everyone's attention.

It may also be because of this reason that the top directly ordered that such things as inviting song and dance troupes are forbidden. It's singing, and I can still be invited.

Sitting at home, listening to the noisy singing outside, even if you watch TV, you can't stand it, after all, the sound is a little loud and noisy. I really don't understand opera very well, but I just know that this is the essence left by my ancestors, and it is an artistic spirit.

After dinner, Yuan Lei put her arm around me, probably listening to the commotion outside, and wanted me to take her out to have a look.

I turned off the TV and walked out with her. Just look at it, it's not interesting to watch TV at home anyway.

After coming outside, I watched everyone carrying small benches, sitting there and watching the people on the stage wearing their own clothes and singing there.

Yuan Lei and I came to the back of the crowd, and of course we were just in the right place.

Since coming here, Yuan Lei has been standing there, watching quietly. I also listened to a paragraph, which seems to be singing Liang Zhu's poignant love story.

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, these two people are also tragic enough. Both of them like each other very much, but someone stands up against it and disagrees with them being together. In the end, Liang Shanbo died and was buried, and Zhu Yingtai came to his grave after knowing it, crying very sadly.

Their love may also be touched by the heavens, Liang Shanbo's grave exploded, Zhu Yingtai did not hesitate, and jumped in directly and was with Liang Shanbo. After she jumped in, two white butterflies, fluttering, flew out of the grave.

This is the description of Liang Zhu's love in my mind, I have forgotten the specifics, but I watched this TV series when I was a child. It was very touching at the time, and I cried because of it.

In fact, there are many poignant stories of love that circulate among the people, Liang Zhu is between people, and between people and demons, Xu Xian and the White Lady. Between humans and ghosts, Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian. There are also people and immortals, Dong Yong and the Seven Princesses.

After Liang Zhu's play was finished, Yuan Lei hugged my arm tightly. Then he pulled me out of the crowd and asked softly, "Will you always love me?" ”

I looked at her, it wasn't the first time she had asked me that, but definitely the first time she had asked me so seriously. Of course, my answer can't be so vague.

Looking at her somewhat moist eyes, it may be because of Liang Zhu's story that touched her heart. And I don't have a heart, so I won't be moved.

"Fool." I reached out and touched her little face, then took her in my arms and said, "I love you all my life, okay?" ”

"Okay, what you said, don't go back." Yuan Lei snuggled in my arms and laughed.

Of course I won't go back, even if you're a ghost, so what? Isn't Nie Xiaoqian also a ghost? Ning Caichen is not pursuing his love without hesitation?

Everyone has the right to pursue their own love, and I am no exception. Even if Yuan Lei is a ghost, I have no regrets, I just want to be with her.

However, at this moment, the crowd swarmed and ran out. I heard the voice and immediately looked at it.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Lei grabbed me tightly, looked at the crowd, and asked a little nervously.

"I don't know, find someone to ask." I stopped someone who was about to run and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

This is an older man who runs a little slowly, which is why I caught him. But after a few pleases, seeing that I didn't let go, he said to me, "Young man, hurry up!" Haunted, terrible. Eighty percent of this Chen Tiancheng is rushing to something, let go of the old man, I have to go. ”

I'm confused about what he said, what's haunted? What's wrong? Isn't Chen Tiancheng dead? Why are you still rushing at something?

I had questions, and then Yuan Lei went home first, and I went to see. She insisted on joining me, and I agreed. With her by my side, I can really feel a lot more at ease.

Before I got to the bottom of the shed, I bumped into my mother head-on. When my mom saw me, she pulled me to go home, and I immediately stopped my mom and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Chen Tiancheng's coffin exploded, and the bench below collapsed. It's scary, let's go quickly! ”

"Mom, you go back first. I'll take a look. I'll be back in a moment. I couldn't help but break free of my mother's grip and run towards the shed.

Yuan Lei also followed closely behind me, and when she came to the front of the spirit shed, she saw that Chen Tiancheng's child had already fainted, and only the eldest son was still there, and his whole body was trembling.

On the other side, his wife was also frightened and fainted, and the rest of the people were gone, and only a few of us were left on the whole street.

I looked at the coffin that had fallen, the two benches under the coffin, the one in front of it was broken. The whole coffin is tilted, and the head is tilted downward.

In the coffin, Chen Tiancheng's somewhat gray face was exposed from inside. The lid of the coffin had also been staggered, and it looked like an accident, but it didn't feel like an accident.

"Look, there's resentment in the coffin." Even if Yuan Lei on the side didn't remind me, I saw that on Chen Tiancheng's face, a cloud of black gas was surrounding.