The third aunt's death was particularly bizarre, and the place where she drowned was just below her knees.

The corpse was head-down, and its head was deeply rooted in the mud, like an upside-down lotus flower.

The whole village ran to see the excitement, only my grandmother looked panicked and found my father,

"Hurry up and go to the back mountain to see, is that slut back?"

The "slut" in her mouth is my hard-working mother.

Thirteen years ago, my grandmother bought her from a trafficker.

When I was first sold to my house, my mother only wore a dirty autumn coat, and she looked unkempt like a beggar, and she was not mentally normal, and she didn't even know what her name was.

Grandma tied her hands and feet with ropes and forced my father to round the room.

I heard that my mother was struggling so hard that the whole village could hear her screams.

Shortly after that, my mother became pregnant.

In order to prevent her from escaping, my grandmother found a rope and tied my mother's legs to put her in the firewood house like an animal.

Every time he escaped, he was beaten badly.

It wasn't until I was born the next year that my mother's life was a little better.

Grandma looked at her white and chubby grandson, and she couldn't close her mouth with joy, and threw my mother a chicken leg for the first time, praising her as a hero of the Zhou family.

Since I was beaten, my mother also accepted her fate and willingly stayed in the Zhou family, but her mind was still in a trance, sometimes sober, sometimes confused.

As I grew up, my father went to work in a mine in order to earn money to support the family.

After that, the third uncle always came to my house under various names.

I slept until midnight that day, and heard my mother's heart-rending cry from the firewood room, and I wanted to run to see the situation, but my grandmother covered her eyes and dragged me back.

I found out afterwards that it was all my grandmother's arrangement.

The third uncle has been married for two years, but there has been no movement in the aunt's stomach, and my grandmother knew that my mother could give birth, so she secretly called the third uncle to "borrow seeds" when my father went to the mine.

In her eyes, the crazy daughter-in-law is just a fertility machine, satisfying the eldest son, and she can't lose the younger son.

But the paper couldn't contain the fire, and the third uncle's "borrowing seeds" still spread out.

The next day, the third aunt brought a group of relatives to my house to ask for guilt.

They grabbed my mother's hair, tore her clothes, tied her to the entrance of the village and paraded through the streets, scolded my mother for being a seductive female cousin, and threatened to dip her in a pig pen.

Grandma would bully my mother, but she didn't dare to offend the third aunt.

The third aunt's mother's family is an official in the town, and she is so scared that she doesn't dare to let out a fart.

My father also rushed back that day, not only did he not settle accounts with the third uncle, but instead hung my mother on the beam of the house for a night, scolded her for not abiding by women's morals, and learned to seduce people and provoke the relationship between their brothers.

My mother was beaten alive for an hour until she couldn't cry.

At that time, I was still young, and I could only hide under the covers and cry, not understanding what my mother had done to be treated like this.

Before dawn the next day, my grandmother scolded and ran to the firewood room, urging my mother to get up and cook for the whole family.

Pushing open the door, I saw only a pair of legs hanging straight down.

She found a rope and hung herself under a beam in the middle of the night.

Before hanging, my mother cut her wrist with a tile, and the blood stained her entire coat red.

The two eyeballs were dyed red with bloodshots, staring straight at the gate of the Zhou family, and the whole thing protruded.

"Mom!"

Grandma was so frightened that she fell to the ground, and my father and third uncle also rushed to hear the news, and when they saw my mother's body hanging on the beam, they also gasped.

They found a roll of broken straw mats, wrapped them in corpses, and threw them into a wasteland in the back mountains before dawn.

The third uncle, who was a thief, asked his grandmother, "Mom, Xiuhong's sister-in-law was hanged in a bloody suit, will it be fine?" ”

The countryside is superstitious, and it is rumored that people who hang themselves in bloody clothes will turn into ghosts for revenge after death.

Thinking of what he had done, the third uncle was already weak and unstable, and my father didn't know what to do, so he could only smoke a cigarette.

"Look at your little bit of interest! What are you afraid of when everyone is dead? ”

Grandma's face was full of iron, and she scolded the third uncle not to talk nonsense.

My mother's death didn't cause any waves, and in this big ravine where the news was closed, no one would care about the whereabouts of a mad woman.

Grandma thought that as long as she didn't make a public announcement, she would be fine, but on the third day of throwing the body, something strange happened at home.

First, the big yellow dog raised at home howled at the air all night, and the next day my grandmother got up and found that it had choked its throat and didn't know what had choked its neck.

The chickens and ducks in the pen were all dead, and they couldn't find any wounds, as if they were scared to death alive.

There were two bloody footprints at the door, facing the door of my house.

Even the hanging rope that my mother had used was hung from the beams of the house again.

Grandma was so frightened that she crawled out of the door and invited her grandfather.

Taigong is the feng shui master of the next village, and the people of ten miles and eight villages respect him very much.

When I arrived at my house, my grandfather only glanced at the blood marks on the ground, and he was so frightened that he shook his body on the spot, kept waving his hands, and shouted that he couldn't control this matter.

Grandma took two sons who were not angry, kowtowed and knelt again,

"Taigong, for the sake of your relatives, you can't ignore it, this slut is clearly coming for our whole family."

The third uncle even hugged the thigh of the grandfather, crying and not letting him go.

"Evil, look at the lack of virtue that your family has done!"

Taigong couldn't wipe the face of his relatives, so he could only give my family an idea,

"Xiuhong suffered too many sins in her life, she didn't even have a name after her death, and her body was discarded at will, this is the first place your family owes her."

"Since you gave birth to a son to the eldest child, you shouldn't let the third child ...... Alas, this is the second place to be sorry for her. ”

"Also, she hasn't enjoyed a good day in your house, she must carry the body back, give her a beautiful burial, let everyone who is sorry for Xiuhong kneel in front of the grave and kowtow, and then I will personally do a ritual to see if I can resolve her grievances."

The whole family trembled with fright, so they had to follow the instructions of the princess.

My mother's body was carried home, changed into a shroud, and re-buried.

Her ten fingers were bent into chicken claws, her eyes were still bulging, and two lines of blood and tears had frozen on her face.

My grandfather tried a lot of ways but couldn't let my mother close her eyes, so I had to find a red cloth and cover my mother's eyes.

After setting up the mourning hall, Taigong lit a tung oil lamp, rested it under the coffin, lit three pillars of yellow incense, and respectfully inserted it in my mother's incense burner, and asked my grandmother to take the whole family to kowtow to my mother.

But something strange happened when it was grandma's turn to worship incense, no matter how she lit it, the yellow incense just couldn't burn, even if it was forcibly lit, it would be extinguished soon after it was inserted into the incense burner.

My father and third uncle squatted next to me to burn paper money, and as soon as they stuffed the paper money into the brazier, a gust of wind blew in the mourning hall, and the paper money that fell to the ground was all extinguished one after another.

"Taigong, this, this ......"

The family was trembling with fright, and the princess held the peachwood sword in his hand, and looked around with an ugly face.

"Why didn't Chunjiao come to the mourning hall to kowtow?"

Chunjiao is my third aunt, the woman who pulled out my mother's clothes and escorted her to the village entrance to the street.

Ever since the third uncle did that beast, the third aunt was so angry that she went back to her parents' house and never came back.

The third uncle asked not to move this dominatrix, and stumbled and said, "One less, it shouldn't matter, right?" ”

Taigong's face was gloomy, he didn't speak, he turned around and grabbed a big rooster, bled with a kitchen knife, sprinkled all the chicken blood into the ink fountain, pulled out the ink fountain line blackened by chicken blood, and bounced the blood line along my mother's coffin board.

The vertical and horizontal blood lines are like dense nets, covering the entire coffin, and the red is shocking.

He found five rusty coffin nails, corresponding to my mother's head and limbs, and wedged them into the coffin board, so that my grandmother and them continued to kowtow and light incense.

It's also strange to say, since the coffin nail was wedged, the yellow incense and the paper money were instantly lit.

Grandma was full of joy and shouted that it was all right, but I noticed that Taigong's face had become gloomy, and the wrinkles on his face were like ravines, blacker than dyed ink.

"Let's hope you can hold on......"

According to the rules of the hometown, after death, the museum must be closed for three days before it can be laid down.

But grandma couldn't wait to send this "plague god" away, so she found Taigong the next day and asked him to be buried in the soil as soon as possible.

Taigong accepted the red envelope and asked the young people in the village to carry the coffin without saying a word.

Strange things happen.

When my mother died, she was as sick as dry wood, and the thin-skinned coffin that was temporarily built was not heavy, but the eight young men in the prime of life were stunned and couldn't lift it.

The rope head was stretched straight, and the person carrying the coffin shouted desperately, the coffin seemed to be sucked by the soil, and the eight strong men and green tendons were bulging out, and they couldn't get up from the coffin.

Taigong's face deteriorated, and he muttered to himself, "The daughter-in-law of the Zhou family is afraid that she has a last wish and doesn't want to leave." ”

Grandma was already so anxious that she jumped to her feet, crying and saying what did this slut want to do, she also kowtowed her head, and the mourning hall was also done, why should she rely on the Zhou family?

Taigong sank his face and scolded her to shut up, and then walked up to me with a smile,

"Zhou Xuan, press your mother's coffin for a while."

To press the coffin is to find a boy to sit on the coffin.

The people in the village can't understand that the coffin is already so heavy, isn't it even more difficult for more people to lift it?

But the grandfather didn't say anything, shook his head, and forced me to the coffin.

Sure enough, my mother's coffin became lighter all of a sudden.

The people in the village thought it was incredible, and they praised Taigong as a true god.

Taigong still didn't say a word, stood behind the funeral procession, looked at me pressed against my mother's coffin without moving, and frowned into a Sichuan character.

They buried my mother's coffin under a well, hoping to use this ancient well to suppress my mother's resentment.

He also erected a monument at the mouth of the well, pressed a piece of green dragon stone, and covered it with a very thick layer of quicklime.

Within 10 meters of my mother's grave, not even grass could grow.

After that, the Zhou family really calmed down a lot.

The third uncle and the third aunt are also reconciled as before, the family is harmonious, and they never mention the lack of morality in the past.

Only Taigong, every time he passes by my door, he always sighs subconsciously.

Retribution is still here in the end.

In the third year of my mother's burial, there was a torrential rain on the back mountain, and the grave was soaked by the rainwater, and a palm-wide opening was opened.

Grandma was not at ease, so she asked my father and third uncle to go to the grave to have a look.

My father was busy carrying water and chopping wood for Widow Chen at the entrance of the village, and he didn't look back, "What is there to see, in the past three years, that slut's bones should have rotted out." ”

Grandma didn't take it seriously.

A week later, the third aunt left her relatives and did not return overnight, and the next day someone saw her body at the entrance of the village.

It was like a stake poured into the water, and its mouth and nose were filled with silt.

I remember that when she was "caught raping", she threatened to dip my mother in a pig cage.

This is retribution.