"It's coming!"

Hearing the third uncle's voice, I subconsciously agreed.

I felt that the third uncle was a little strange today, it was his daughter-in-law who died, but the third uncle stood outside the courtyard with a wooden face, without a little sadness, and refused to cross the threshold to come in.

When I arrived at the gate of the courtyard, I was just about to reach out to help my third uncle, but I found that he was looking at me with a gloomy gaze, grinding his teeth in his mouth, and his forehead was also miserable.

I was startled, I didn't dare to go up to help him, and asked the third uncle why didn't he come in by himself?

"The threshold is too high for me to jump over."

The third uncle's voice was as cold as chewing ice, and people panicked when they heard it.

The threshold in the countryside is indeed not low, and I heard the old man say that the threshold is raised in order to prevent snakes, insects and some dirty things.

But the third uncle is an adult, how can he not cross a threshold?

The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, and before I could squeak, the third uncle suddenly reached over and squeezed my shoulders hard.

His fingers were cold, as cold as ice, harder than iron.

I freaked out and asked him what the hell was he doing? The third uncle said sadly, "I'm coming to you", and reached out to grab my neck again.

But just when he was about to touch my neck, the third uncle's fingers trembled violently, as if he had been burned by something.

"What are you carrying?"

I was stunned for a moment, took out the copper coin that the prince gave me, handed it to the third uncle, and said that it was given to me by the grandfather.

"Old Brute ......"

The third uncle took two steps back, still with a gloomy expression, and giggled,

"Then I'll come back to you next time."

With that, he smiled even more wickedly, turned and walked outside, seeping water on his trouser legs as he went, leaving a trail of wet footprints.

"Third uncle, you wait!"

I subconsciously wanted to catch up, but the third uncle walked quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The fog at the door of the house was very thick, I was shivering from the cold, I really didn't understand how the third uncle was weird today, and I felt weird guarding the mourning hall, so I had to run back to the room and use the bench against the door.

When I woke up the next day, my grandmother still hadn't returned.

Most of the funeral people have already come, but my father and they are like missing.

I wondered what was going on, wasn't it just transporting two coffins, how did it disappear for a whole day?

I strode out of the house, ready to go to the town to look for it, but just ran out of the village, I saw many villagers around the river, as if watching the excitement.

I faintly heard some cries, it seemed to be grandma's, and I was curious to squeeze in, but I was grabbed by the arm of the village chief,

"Zhou Xuan, why are you here? Hurry home! ”

I told the village chief that I wanted to find my grandmother, but the people who arranged the funeral at home had arrived, but my grandmother and my father never came home.

The village chief twitched, "You don't know yet, do you?" Yesterday afternoon, your third uncle also drowned in the river, and the township organized people to salvage it overnight. ”

Hearing this answer, my hairs stood on end, and I grabbed the village chief's arm hard, "What are you talking about, what's wrong with my third uncle?" ”

"Alas!"

The village chief sighed and shook his head, and pulled me towards the river.

Sure enough, I saw my grandmother and my father, guarding a corpse covered with a white cloth, crying profusely.

Grandma threw herself on the third uncle's corpse and cried, "My son, you are gone, how will my mother live in the future?" ”

My dad also had a gloomy face, crouching next to the corpse and muffling for a cigarette.

The village chief said with a look of pity, "Alas, Zhou Laosan is really, his wife just died yesterday, and he fell into the river and drowned, it's a pity that the two of them are still so young." ”

The village chief said something later, but I couldn't hear it anymore, I just felt my head buzzing, and the whole person was confused.

The third uncle fell into the ditch and drowned yesterday afternoon, so who did I see in the second half of the night yesterday......

Thinking back to the sentence "I'll come to you next time" that the third uncle said when he left late last night, I trembled all over, and my eyes were black and fell to the ground.

At this time, my father had already seen me, and came with a gloomy face, and shook his hand to slap me.

"What are you doing here, why don't you stay home?"

This slap woke me up, covered my hot cheeks, and said aggrievedly, "I, there was no one at home yesterday, I'm afraid." ”

"Something that doesn't work, hurry up and go back with me!"

For as long as I can remember, my dad hasn't given me a good look, like I wasn't born to him.

I didn't dare to disobey his words, so I bowed my head and went home with the villagers.

The third uncle's body was quickly transported home, and the funeral people were stupid when they saw this, and the steward walked up to my father and said,

"What's the situation in your family, I said that I was going to hold a funeral for your brother and daughter-in-law, why did you bring back a ......?"

"Shut your foul mouth, and a lot of your money!"

My father's face was very ugly, and he glared back at the funeral person at a glance.

Now my house is completely lively, the third uncle and his family drowned one after another, and the matter is getting more and more evil, many villagers are surrounding the wall of my house to watch the excitement, but few people dare to come in.

Grandma cried even more, the third uncle was her lifeline, and as soon as her most beloved youngest son died, it was like the main soul was removed in an instant, and he was more than ten years old.

Not long after, the finished coffin was also delivered, and it was too prescient to let the grandmother order two coffins, which all came in handy.

It's just that when the third uncle and his family were buried, there was a detail that caught my attention.

The coffin sent this time is different from the ordinary coffin, the lacquer surface is dark red like blood, as if it has been waxed, and the shape is very exquisite, and it does not look like an ordinary person's longevity coffin.

I'm still wondering how my grandmother could order such a coffin, my dad has already kicked me in the ass,

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and kowtow to your third uncle!"

My dad was usually fierce to me, and I was too scared to speak, so I could only kneel in front of the coffin and kowtow with a bang.

In fact, the third uncle died, I am not sad at all, he is a gangster, he can eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and often make friends with some indiscreet people.

Grandma feels sorry for this little son, and everything goes along with him, even my mother......

Every time I think about it, I hate it.

At the funeral, my grandmother fainted from crying, and my father had to carry her to the medical center in the township, leaving me alone to keep vigil.

I was stunned at night, especially looking at the coffin of the fourth uncle, thinking back to what he said last night, I was so scared that I didn't dare to stay in the mourning hall for a second, so I ran back to my room early and locked all the doors and windows.

The affairs of my family are too evil, first the third aunt, then the third uncle, the two died almost on the same day, and even the way of death is similar.

It seems that it is really my mother's resentment that cannot be eliminated, and she is looking for the whole family to ask for her life.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, curled up in the quilt and shivered, and before I knew it, a wave of sleepiness hit me, and I was about to fall asleep in a daze.

Bang, bang!

At this time, there were several slamming sounds in the mourning hall, which frightened me into a daze, and I woke up after a while.

"Who?" I shouted tentatively, but there was no response from outside, only the thumping of the door, echoing through the dead silence of the room.

Like an awl, every stroke chiseled into my heart.

I was cold on all fours, and I sat on the bed and couldn't move.

There was a knock on the door from the shed.

I remember that in the afternoon, my grandmother cried and fainted, and was sent to the township hospital by my father, and the third uncle and third aunt died so wickedly that the people in the village refused to help keep vigil.

Is it my mother or the third uncle who knocked on the door at this point?