After eating, the bowl and plate aunt didn't ask me to wash it, but just asked me to fetch her a bucket of water. I did as I was told, and when I was done with the water, I crouched down next to her and watched her wash up.

"I don't know if my dad will be back tonight." I said.

"Should come back! Aren't they all buried in the ground today? The aunt said, "Didn't your father say that it was the day before yesterday?" Isn't it the third day, and I should have gone down this morning. If you don't come back at night, what are you doing there? ”

"Oh!" I said and asked her, "How many days does it take for a dead person to hold a funeral?" ”

"Generally three days, but there are special five, six, seven or eight days. Didn't your eldest aunt die last time in Shawan and her youngest son waited for a week? The aunt said, stacking the bowls upside down and turning them upside down to control the water.

I nodded, but I didn't know why it was always pimple. After thinking about it, he asked her, "So, what do you think will become when people die?" Are there really ghosts in this world? Or is it that when a person dies, there is nothing left? ”

"There must be ghosts!" My aunt said without thinking about it, and when I asked her why, she said, "There is an old man over there who has been dead for two days and suddenly comes back to life." When people asked him, he said ......"

"Really?" As soon as I heard her say this, I immediately became interested and asked, "Then what did he say?" Is he really dead? Where did he go when he died? Did you go to Lord Hades? How did you come back to life? And what about him now? Still alive? ”

"I've been dead for five or six years, and I've lived another year after that time, and I'm dead again a year later." The aunt said, "His son was afraid that he would come back to life, so he left him at home for five days, and only went to be cremated after five days!" ”

"So he's really dead?" I don't know why, but I feel very sad to hear such a result, and I always feel that there should be a miracle happening.

"I haven't come back to life for five days, isn't it dead?" The aunt replied.

I nodded, and continued to ask, "And what did he see after he died?" Is there really a hell in this world? ”

"Why not? If not, where do people go when they die? The aunt replied, "Actually, hell is the same as the world we live in now, and the people over there also have to eat, drink, and work." The aunt said while brushing the pot, "When the old man came to life, he told people that he had a dream. Dreaming of a white deer with a glowing body, he followed the white deer all the way, and somehow followed in front of a very suspended suspension bridge. The bridge was still long, surrounded by ivy and flowers, and a mist of it. He could not see the other side, and when he saw the deer on the bridge, he staggered after him. After finally crossing the bridge, the deer disappeared and he saw a village. There are houses, people, cars, everything, and there are people selling good food on the street. It smells so good! That's when he realized he was hungry. He went to the nearest steamed bun shop and wanted to buy two steamed buns to eat. But when he was about to ask how to sell the buns, he saw that someone handed the boss money that he had never seen before. Just as he was puzzled, he heard a familiar voice, and when he turned around, he saw that it was his wife who died a few years ago. He was so happy that he knew him when he said hello. But he always felt different from when he was alive......" said the aunt, and I was fascinated by it, so I urged her to hurry up. She paused, then continued, "He was hungry, tired, and thirsty after walking for so long, so he wanted his wife to get him something to eat and drink." Who knows, don't give! Not to mention eating, don't even give a sip of water! ”

"Why?" I was a little puzzled, "Isn't that his wife?" Why don't you give him water to drink? ”

"When he was alive, he was his wife, but after he died, he was not his wife after he became an underground person. The underworld will give her another identity, so he is not an underground. Even if his former wife knew him, she couldn't give him anything to eat, not even a drop of water......"

"And how did he come back to life in the end?" I asked.

He said that he had been there for two days, and that he knew a lot of people, but that no one had given him food or drink, and that he could not use the money he had. There was no way, and finally he went back the same way, but he didn't expect to wake up and his family was doing a funeral for him! After my aunt finished speaking, I was incredulous. After thinking about it, he asked, "Then is he dead or not?" ”

"Dead and alive!"

"But isn't he dreaming?"

"Who knows what's going on!" The aunt said, put the dishes and chopsticks away, took a rag and wiped the table.

"And what if he doesn't come back?" I asked.

"If he doesn't come back, his son will take him to the crematorium and burn him! I can't come back if I want to! The aunt said.

I still don't understand how this well-behaved person could have such strange dreams. And not only can you die in a dream, but you can also wake up and come back to life. It's incredible, is there really a world in this world that exists after death?

My aunt also ignored me, and after she cleaned up, she said that she was going out to play for a while, and asked me to take care of her on the field. I nodded yes and watched as she locked the door with the key.