On the night the tiger was buried, I lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, I don't know if other villages except Wangjia Village are like this, everyone lives in the shadow of death every day.

Huzi was my first best friend, he didn't talk much, he didn't like to laugh, he had the same hobby as me, collecting candy wrappers. He was alive a few days ago, but now he is dead, and he is so miserable that he is dismembered.

I thought, maybe after I fell asleep, Huzi would still give me a dream, and I gradually fell asleep in sadness, and in my dream I heard a voice, like Huzi's crying, and Huzi said, "Yangzi, be careful of your grandfather." ”

After that, there was no more sound.

I woke up suddenly and opened my eyes from the darkness, why would Huzi let me be careful of my grandfather? Since I was a child, my grandfather has protected me like a calf, holding me in the palm of his hand, carrying me on his shoulders, and putting it in his heart, and he didn't even let my father beat me, how could he harm me?

I don't believe it.

I wonder why.

But after that, I never dreamed of Huzi again.

After Mrs. Meng's death, the atmosphere in Wangjia Village suddenly changed, and Wangjia Village, which was not very lively, became even colder, colder than when the old tree at the head of the village was cut down, I don't know what this means, but I vaguely guessed that maybe someone will die.

On the first seven days after Mrs. Meng's death, Wangjia Village was unusually cold, that day my big class started, my mother got up early in the morning, she made my favorite scallion pancakes and fried eggs, after eating, she let me get on the beam of the girder car by myself, I pouted and glanced at my mother, I didn't understand what she meant.

Because in the past, when I got into the girder car, my mother helped me up.

The mother said, "Son, you have to learn to protect yourself, and from today onwards you have to try to do a lot of things on your own. ”

I was a little angry and pouted, I didn't have the height of the beam of the girder car at that time, it was not easy to climb up, and I had never been on the girder car myself, so when my left foot was on the chain, I stepped on the air.

I fell to the ground, my ankle hurt, and I started crying, but my mother stood there and didn't help me, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother's outstretched hand retracted from the shadow on the ground, I stopped crying and got up, and then jumped into the back seat of the car two or three times.

On the way, I saw my mother's hand constantly wiping tears in front of my face, I knew that my mother felt sorry for me, I put my face on my mother's back, my little hand around her waist, I didn't speak along the way, and she didn't speak.

When my mother came to pick me up from school in the evening, she said to me on the way, "Yangyang, your father bought you a small bed, and you will live in a small bed in the future." ”

I immediately objected and cried out.

My mother stopped the car, picked me up and put me on the side of the road, and she said, "Then you can go by yourself." ”

I thought of the old well not far ahead, so I said a little aggrieved: "Mom, I'm afraid." ”

There was a hint of hesitation on her mother's face, but she quickly became firm, and she said, "From this day on, you are a man." ”

After the mother finished speaking, she resolutely turned and left.

I ran behind my mother, the stationery box in my bag made a jingling sound, I ran too fast and accidentally fell to the ground, I deliberately cried loudly, but my mother still didn't look back.

When I got home, my mother saw me dirty, and the back of my hand was bruised and bleeding, and asked me what was wrong.

That night I left my mother's arms for the first time, and I stayed in the little room next to my mother and father, and I wondered if something would jump down from the cherry tree in the yard and carry me away while I was asleep, like Mrs. Meng was going to eat a tiger.

Just as I was thinking, the door to my room suddenly opened.

I held my breath, terrified, and a voice called me softly, and I heard that it was my mother, so I pretended to be asleep, and my mother turned on the light, took my hand out of the bed, and carefully cleaned the scratched skin with alcohol.

When my mother saw the bruise on my ankle, she couldn't help crying, she sobbed quietly, and put my cold little feet in her arms for a long time before putting them back in the bed.

After my mother left, I clenched my little fist and remembered my mother's words.

From today on, I am a man.

After Mrs. Meng's death, Wangjia Village was surprisingly calm for a long time, the old well at the head of the village did not make any noise, and the strangers outside the village who were mysterious did not move, and I did not see the red carp in the new well of Dasha's house.

Until one day, a faint stench came from the village.

Two days before the stench came, everyone didn't care, thinking that someone's poultry in the neighborhood had gotten into which they died, but a few days later, the stench became even worse, especially in the morning, and they could be woken up by the pungent stench.

The villagers of Wangjia Village began to talk a lot, and when they knew that the whole Wangjia Village was covered in a foul smell, they finally panicked.

The village chief organized the villagers of Wangjia Village to start looking for the source of the stench, but they searched all the corners of the village and found nothing, some people wondered if there were people drowned in the old well, but when they arrived at the edge of the old well, they couldn't smell too much, and they didn't see any corpses floating on it in the well.

"It can't be that Mrs. Meng's corpse smells like this, right?" Some people began to suspect that the stench came from Mrs. Meng at the back of the village, and many villagers left the house after she hanged herself on the doorbeam, and if her body was still hanging on the doorbeam for months, it must have been a maggot.

"Don't talk nonsense, on the day I died, I was dragged away by Liu Quan and others." The village chief said.

"What's going on, why is it so stinky?" As Wang Laohan spoke, he vomited out the food he had eaten at noon.

The village chief was also worried, he didn't know what to do for a while, he wanted to go to my grandfather to discuss countermeasures, but in the past few months, my grandfather has begun to become secretive, few people in Wangjia Village can see him, sometimes when my mother asked me to send food to my grandfather's house, he was not at home.

In the evening, the stench was even stronger, and my mother lit sandalwood in my room, and sprinkled some toilet water before going back to sleep, and after a while, I heard a strange movement in my daze, like the sound of breathing, but it was a little dull, I lay on the bed and listened quietly, and after a while, there was a loud noise, and then there was a frightened and loud wheezing.

It was as if something had come out of the soil and started to gasp for air, and I could vaguely feel the stench that gripped Wangjia Village worsen.

Then there was a sound of footsteps hitting my eardrums, at first the footsteps were heavy, as if the muscles and bones had stiffened after a long time of not moving, and it didn't take long for the footsteps to become lighter, like running, and his mouth made a strange grunting sound, as if his throat was blocked, I didn't know what I heard, but I was scared.

Suddenly I felt my body fly lightly, flew out of the door, and landed on the cherry tree in my yard, and I stepped on the leaves of the cherry tree and saw the white light shining from myself.

Suddenly, I saw a figure galloping in the moonlight running towards me, I quickly jumped down the corridor and hid under the eaves, the figure did not seem to see me, he was wearing extremely shabby clothes, which I was familiar with, just like the white coat worn by the doctor in the pharmacy.

I leaned on the roof and looked carefully, and found that he was standing at the door of my grandfather's house, and I could not see his face clearly, but I could smell a pungent stench from him.

Grandpa's door creaked open, I thought he was about to come out when he heard the movement, and I was about to open my mouth to remind him to be careful, but there was no one in the door.

The figure standing at the door of his grandfather's house staggered back, and then turned around and ran in the other direction, his movements were still a little stiff, but the speed was very fast, I didn't dare to take a breath, when he looked at me sideways, I saw a face that had been pale and rotten, this face I had seen, on the spiritual platform of the old lady Meng's house for ghosts, one of the three statues.

It's Dr. Wang.

I was so frightened that I almost screamed, covered my mouth and staggered back, and when he ran far away, I dared to stand on the roof and look at him, and the direction he went was like the village chief's house.

But at this moment, a yin wind blew through my back and neck, as if someone was blowing at me from behind, and I subconsciously shivered and turned my head to look.

I saw another man standing at the door of my grandfather's house, and he looked at me without saying a word, and I didn't recognize who he was, because his face was unrecognizable, and his eye sockets were empty, and a few maggots crawled down from his eye sockets and burrowed into his nose.

It's a highly rotting dead child.