Have you ever seen a paper man?

The kind at the funeral ceremony.

Weird, exquisite, human-like rather than human.

Have you ever thought that these tie papers are also really alive?

I don't lie to you, because I've seen paper that moves.

It was a late night, and the stiff old man riding a paper donkey blocked my way—

Let me marry his precious grandson, who is just the first seven today.

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My name is Liubai, and I am a three-yin girl born on the fourteenth son of the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

As soon as I was born, my father and mother died, and my relatives threw me like a hot potato, and in the end, my second uncle really couldn't see it and adopted me.

The second uncle was unmarried in his life, had no children and no daughters, and treated me as his own.

He was a paper maker, and he used this craft to bring me up, and although he was not so wealthy, he still did his best to give me a full and happy childhood.

The so-called paper maker is the yin door business in the three hundred and sixty lines, relying on the dead to tie paper people and paper horses as a livelihood.

As the so-called other professions rely on craftsmanship, shouting, and even providence.

This is the only business that relies on the dead to make money from the dead.

Because of this, there are not many taboos here.

The second uncle often said that if we are not careful, disaster will come, so we must abide by the rules of this door.

But when I asked carefully, the second uncle only shook his head, and was very secretive about the rules, never talked about them in detail, and refused to teach me paper binding techniques.

This stalemate lasted for a long time, until I grew up and was admitted to a university in another province, and my second uncle never let go.

So this time, when I received a text message from my second uncle, asking me to take leave from school and return to the village, and I wanted to pass on my paper binding skills, my first reaction was that the second uncle had an accident.

After all, only people who feel that their lives are short will rush to teach themselves this skill.

So I immediately asked the guide to take leave to go home, booked the earliest ticket to go home, and as soon as I arrived in town, I couldn't wait to rush to the village with my suitcase.

But until the full moon climbed up the sky and the hour hand on my watch turned to more than ten o'clock, I still didn't get home.

Odd.

This is a road I used to walk a lot when I was in school, and it stands to reason that I should be home in an hour and a half.

But it's been almost four hours now!

Thinking of the second uncle at home, I didn't care about the pain in my feet, and walked harder for a while, the moonlight reflected the road under my feet getting longer and longer, and I finally realized that something was wrong.

I hurriedly took out my phone to check the date, and when the screen lit up, my heart sank.

Today is, July 15th!

I just remembered in a trance, the second uncle has never been a festival, and after adopting me, the only festival he has ever had-

It's this mid-year festival!

According to the second uncle, our business is to do funerals during the day.

At night, you'll be able to do the business of the dead!

is the so-called paper sacrifice to the souls of the underworld, how can there be a reason not to worship the ghost door of the Midyear Festival!

In the past, when the second uncle said this casually, I also listened to it casually, but now I haven't walked out for a long time, and I realized that I was scared.

I haven't forgotten that from this town to our village, we still have to pass by a mass grave!

It is said that this mass grave, since I can remember, has been extremely evil.

In the surrounding nearly a dozen villages, wherever there is anything white about, where there are dead people, where the graves have to be moved, no matter how old they are, no matter how old they are, whether they are men, women and children, the destination is this mass grave.

So over the years, there have been many ghost fires, ghost screams, ghosts hitting the wall, and the like, and they have spread early in the surrounding villages.

And now, I can't get out for a long time.

Isn't it the ghost hitting the wall?!

At that moment, I almost felt that my vest was soaked with cold sweat that suddenly oozes out, and I was blown by the cold wind in the middle of the night, and I felt even more drilled to the bottom of my heart, wow, cool, wow, cool.

Almost immediately, I thought of the method of cracking the ghost wall that I had seen in the TV series - child urine.

But I'm a girl!

I couldn't help but have a headache, and I was thinking about whether there was any other way to do it, when I suddenly saw a black shadow slowly turning out of the mass grave.

I was in a cold sweat and almost couldn't contain the screams that came out of my mouth.

When I looked closely, the black shadow was none other than a donkey cart with an old man smoking a dry cigarette.

In normal times, this is trapped in the wilderness, and this scene is really a bit terrifying.

But when I take a closer look, I can't help but be happy, isn't this the third grandfather of our family next door?

So I opened my mouth and shouted:

"Third grandfather!"

The donkey cart stopped suddenly, and Grandpa Wu San on the car didn't seem to expect it to be so late, in this place, there were still people calling him, and he didn't react for a while.

When I slowly got closer, I saw the smile on Grandpa Wu's wrinkled face, and a mouthful of familiar big yellow teeth, he coughed lightly a few times before saying:

"White doll, aren't you studying at a university out of town? How did you get back? ”

I was already frightened by the deep and quiet environment around me, my heart was still beating, and there was always a lingering weird feeling in my heart.

Hearing the greetings of acquaintances, the sense of surprise in my heart could not be faked, so I climbed into the donkey cart of the third grandfather, poured beans and told me about the ghost hitting the wall today, and then asked:

"Why is the third grandfather still here so late?"

The third grandfather coughed again, but he didn't cough as usual today, half of the village could hear it, but he coughed a few times and whispered a word, and I could only vaguely hear what he said was:

“...... Today... Seven incense, by the way, make some tribute..."

Only then did I remember that Grandpa Wu San's wife had been gone for many years, and his only son was working hard outside, and his grandchildren were not around, so he often put on a donkey cart by himself and came to the mass grave to incense his wife.

The old man's figure was already quite rickety, and I regretted asking him this question, and whispered a few words of relief.

Grandpa Wu San lowered his head and drove the donkey cart, took a few more puffs on the hookah in his hand, and then changed his words, and actually said something I didn't expect:

"The white doll is 19 today, right? Haven't talked about a boyfriend, have you? Do you want to get married? Grandpa gave you a match. ”

I was confused by this series of questions, but I still whispered back:

"No, I'm still half a year old and nineteen. If I don't get married, I won't marry in the future, so I will serve my second uncle at home and provide for my second uncle. ”

This is the poisonous oath I made when I was adopted by my second uncle when I was six years old.

Grandpa Wu San didn't seem to hear my answer at all, and after laughing a few times, the whole person became excited:

"yes, yes! I grew up watching you doll, if you marry my big precious grandson..."

"White doll, you listen to grandpa, you marry into my family, I will let a few juniors in our family support Tu Lao Er!"

“... You can't find a better person than you, one person can do a family's work, and you can also go to the fields and get the land! With you coming in, a few lazy people in my family will definitely get better, and I will be able to rest assured when the time comes......"

“... Ahem, rest assured! If you enter our house, keep it for you! ”

"You're—"

Grandpa Wu's face was pale and gray, revealing a bit hideous:

"Don't resist!"