Chapter 3: Bad luck
A familiar figure appeared in front of me with a flashlight, short and slender, with gray hair on his sideburns.
The worries about his family along the way, as well as the fright just now, all dissipated without a trace at this moment after the second uncle appeared intact.
The tears that had been suppressed in my eyes for a long time still couldn't hold back the fall, and I even called out to the second uncle, my feet were not soft, I got up from the ground in a daze, and threw myself into the arms of the second uncle in a daze.
The second uncle touched my head, and waited for me to finish crying with a handful of snot and tears, before he put on a straight face and said sharply:
"Didn't you text you to come back tomorrow?"
I can't say that I'm worried about what happened to my second uncle, so I told them one by one about the things I encountered on the road, and added a sentence at the end:
“... Why haven't you heard that the third grandfather is gone? Or is it a dirty thing pretending to be my third grandfather? ”
The second uncle's face was serious, and he lowered his head to think for a while, but he said a few times.
I was startled, and hurriedly asked the second uncle what was wrong, the second uncle's face was not very good-looking, and he pulled me to the direction of the paper shop in the village, and said:
“... Let's go home and get something to save people. ”
"Saving people?"
I remembered the reluctant look of Grandpa Wu just now, and hurriedly asked:
"Is it that Grandpa Wu San is worried about his grandson, and he wants to get a daughter-in-law for his grandson when he comes back on July 15?"
"Then I just ran away, wouldn't there be other girls who will suffer?!"
The second uncle shook his head vigorously and sighed:
"You're thinking wrong! Wu Laosan was fine before today, but it was his grandson who had an accident..."
"What?"
I was amazed:
“... The grandson of Grandpa Wu San? Hasn't that been living in the city for a long time?"
The second uncle nodded, pointed the flashlight in one direction, and led me forward:
"That's right! A few days ago, he and his father and mother went to the restaurant for dinner, and he didn't hesitate to throw the chopsticks in his hand into the soup pot on the next table, which Cheng wanted to meet two murderers who were just about to turn himself in, so he pressed his head into the pot of soup on the spot..."
I shuddered, and held my second uncle's hand and unconsciously tightened a little:
"He's dead?"
The second uncle glared at me:
"Where is there a holiday, I came back the night before the seventh day, and the meat on my body was half-cooked, or I gave it to my own hands, eight paper horses, eighteen paper donkeys, eight paper sedan chairs, and two pairs of boys and girls, sixty-four gold mountains."
"It is estimated that he is young, so Wu Laosan is thinking about marrying his grandson... This kid is really not a good thing, he will die if he dies, and he will drag others down! ”
"And Wu Laosan, not to mention that you also grew up with him, I didn't think about you in a good thing, and the first thing I thought of was you! Phew! ”
I was also babbling in my heart, but suddenly I thought of something:
"Isn't that just a dead grandson? Why did the one riding a paper donkey become Grandpa Wu San today? ”
The second uncle in front of him paused, and when he looked back at me, his face was as serious as I had never seen:
"That's why we have to go home and get things to save people..."
"Wu Laosan also came to our store in the evening to buy paper money incense... Can ride a paper donkey, and his face is pale, he must be out of his body, I guess his old bones should still be ...... now."
I replied in disbelief:
“... Still in a mass grave?! ”
The second uncle nodded and didn't say a word, his face was still a little heavy.
And I was worried about it.
Although I have always known that my second uncle is engaged in the profession of a papermaker, it is only today that I can get a glimpse of the unknown side of this industry.
The soul and the paper are all real!
Doesn't that mean that gods and ghosts also exist!
All kinds of thoughts came to my mind, and I was confused for a while, and I was thinking about asking something, but I saw the second uncle in front of me suddenly stop.
When I looked up, it turned out to be home.
In the familiar small courtyard, a warm yellow lamp was lit, and a pair of paper figures at the door were also kind.
The second uncle entered the house and put on his back the cloth bag he had worked in the past, walked to the door, and turned his face to look at me:
"Ah Bai, you go with you."
I was stunned for a moment, the second uncle had never said this before, he always felt that girls were in a bad place, and they couldn't do anything because of their business, and they always avoided me when they did things.
But he never said anything like taking me.
I suppressed the excitement in my heart:
"Good!"
I checked a few handfuls of sweat, found a pair of old sneakers to change into, followed the second uncle out of the house, and walked halfway, I really couldn't help but wonder:
“... Second uncle, what's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly want me to come back and learn how to tie paper? You didn't even take me out before..."
Not to mention that tonight is the fifteenth day of July, the most yin time of the year, and my birthday is eight......
I went straight down with a star, and I could see the second uncle who was walking in front of me full of energy, and the appearance of the waist plate ratio, and I felt that my ideas were a little ridiculous.
The second uncle didn't look back, and it took me a long time before I heard his voice say:
"I want to rest early... Oh, what's that phrase in the city, retirement, right? ”
"I've also saved some money over the years, and I'll take a walk around the country to see my brothers and friends when I was young."
I have been raised by my second uncle for more than ten years, and I have never heard him say that he has any brothers and friends.
As soon as I heard this, I felt that this was an excuse, or a not very clever excuse.
But the second uncle didn't say it, and I couldn't force me to ask, so I could only hold a sulk in my heart, and I wanted to explore it later.
The second uncle took me deep and shallow into the old forest, and only stopped when he saw the mass grave from a distance, pointed to the front and asked me:
"Wu Laosan who you saw there just now?"
I looked at it and thought about it for a while:
"It should be a little bit further, I was watching Grandpa Wu San turn out from behind a pile of tombstones."
The second uncle led me forward, and it didn't take three or five minutes to get a harvest.
In the midst of the clutter of tombstones, my colorful suitcase for special promotions was a sight to behold.
With just one glance, I was swelling with the blood of qi.
My suitcase had been opened at some point, and the inside of the suitcase had been rummaged over, and the neatly arranged clothes had been shaken off all over the floor.
And that's not the point, the point is that my underwear has also been turned out and is hanging on a tombstone fluttering in the wind!
"What about the forest department!"
I couldn't help but scold angrily:
"What a perverted thing!"
"Why is this still someone hanging my underwear on this grave?!"
The second uncle was also a little embarrassed, and only whispered for a long time:
"It's not human, it's a pervert."
I have some residual anger:
"Who is a normal person who can do this! Isn't it just color..."
And so on –
Ghost!
I shuddered, at this point in time, this environment, what else can it be except for ghosts!
I immediately swallowed all the remaining dirty words back into my stomach, and took a few steps forward to take back my underwear, but the next second I was stopped by the second uncle:
"Forget it, it's dirty, bad luck. It's not easy to wear when you go back, so buy a new one. ”
The second uncle has always been generous to me, since I was a child, it has been what other people's children have, and I have to have it, and if others don't have it, give me a fresh taste.
Now that these clothes are hanging in such an obscure place, they naturally want to buy me new ones.
Hearing what the second uncle said, I could only suppress my distress and slowly retreated.
After this retreat, I saw clearly that there were a few big characters engraved on this tombstone:
'Tomb of Wu Dabao'