Looking at Zheng Shitou's back walking away, I thought this was so nonsense. I didn't bother to talk to Zheng Shitou just now, but I could tell from his words that the person who died during the day was probably an older person.
, Zheng Shitou called him uncle, this old man would not live well even if he died, and he said a few words to me. For a while, I couldn't tell whether I had brought it back or for some other reason.
"Should we follow up and see?" Kuang Haige said.
"No need, there's nothing wrong with Zheng Shitou." Li Fusheng felt more at ease with Zheng Shitou. After talking to each other for so long, he had already figured out who Zheng Shitou was: "It's not good for us to follow him now.
, let him solve the problems in their village by himself."
We walked back to the old house, added some charcoal to the brazier, and then sat and waited. It took a long time for Zheng Shitou to go back and forth. Taking this opportunity, Li Fusheng looked at the entire yard carefully.
There were not many people there, and most of them were old people. They turned off the lights and went to sleep after dark. In this huge village, only the courtyard was still lit. It looked like a **, and it felt awkward to stay in the house. After waiting for a while,
Li Fusheng came back and waved us over to take a look.
When the yard was first built, it must have been used by more than one person, so it was very spacious. What Li Fusheng discovered was a small house opposite the main house. The door of the small house was locked, but it could be pushed open a crack and a flashlight could be shined in. I
I saw that the hut was empty, except for an old but sturdy table.
The hut was covered with dust. Apparently no one had entered it for a long time. There seemed to be a memorial tablet on the broken table, and there were several plates where the tributes had been placed. However, the tablet was covered with dust and could no longer be seen.
The handwriting is up.
In the countryside here, it is not uncommon for ancestors' tablets to be placed at home. However, generally speaking, the tablets are placed in the main room. It is very rare to have a separate room to place the tablets. I don't know why, but I feel so empty when I see this place.
I always have a strange feeling about the dark cabin and the dusty memorial tablet.
The hut is locked and has no windows. We shouldn't mess with things by ourselves, but since entering this village, we all feel as if the village is shrouded in a mysterious veil, and we are unwilling to understand it. Kuang Haige
We tried to get the lock open and wiped off the dust on the tablet, but the words on the tablet were originally written in lacquer. No one had cared about them for so many years. The paint chipped and fell off so badly that it was no longer legible.
"Let's go, it won't be good if Zheng Shitou sees it."
Apart from these, there is nothing noteworthy in the hut. I guess that this tablet may have been worshiped with incense a long time ago, but as time went by, once all the older people died, the remaining young people would not do much.
If you care about these things, it will become completely abandoned over time.
After coming out of the hut, Li Fusheng kept lowering his head and thinking about something without saying a word. I didn't dare to disturb him, and it wasn't until he raised his head again that I asked: "Did you see something?"
"No, that tablet is not interesting. What I'm thinking about is not the tablet." Li Fusheng said, "I'm just thinking about a very strange problem."
"what is the problem?"
"What if, I'm just saying what if." Li Fusheng thought about it again, then pointed around and said: "Actually, I have been thinking about it since I entered the village. What if it was the first time I brought people of the same clan with me?
If I move here, will I also build a village according to this layout?"
"You mean?" I frowned and said, "You still feel familiar with the overall layout of this village?"
"Yeah." Li Fusheng nodded, sighed, and said, "It's really strange. I'm sure I've never been here before, but the feeling of familiarity is getting stronger and stronger."
I can't find an answer to this question. I very much suspect that Li Fusheng may have lost a piece of memory due to some accident over a long period of time. But he said no, so there is nothing he can do.
"Let's take a look again slowly. Anyway, we must find a way to figure out everything about this village." Li Fusheng turned around and walked towards the main house, saying at the same time: "It doesn't matter if you waste some time."
"We need to find out." I agree with Li Fusheng's view. There is an inexplicable relationship between this village and my father. If this is really the place where my father grew up, I think if we continue to search carefully, we may be able to find out.
There will be some gains.
None of us were sleepy anymore, so we sat down around the brazier and waited for Zheng Shitou. During the day, there were many people in the funeral procession, so it walked very slowly. This time, only Zheng Shitou ran over. About three or four hours later, that is, around two o'clock in the morning.
Zhong, he came back. He was shivering from the cold. He warmed himself up for a while and drank a lot of hot water before he finally recovered.
"It's okay, don't be afraid." Zheng Shitou comforted me as soon as he recovered, "Send the crazy uncle away, he won't come back."
"What happened to the crazy uncle?"
"Well, he went crazy a few years ago." Zheng Shitou smacked his lips. I took out a cigarette and gave it to him. He smoked and continued: "It's a good thing that I've been alone for these years and now I'm gone."
"Why did he go crazy?" I was very concerned about what happened just now, so I asked carefully.
"Who knows, anyway, when he went crazy, he scared everyone in the village." Zheng Shitou said, "But, I was not in the village at that time. I only heard what others said later."
In their village, the surname Zheng is a common surname. They all say that they were from the same clan a long time ago. The madman is said to be Zheng Shitou's uncle. The madman's name is Zheng Chuyi. It is said that he was born on the first day of the new year. Children are named in the countryside.
He's not that particular, he just relies on his reputation to make a living, that's what people in the village call him anyway.
Before the Cultural Revolution, some things in the old village were quite particular. There were people who knew how to read and opened a small school for the children in the village to study. The man in charge of teaching usually did not farm, and each household collected food to feed him.
.At the beginning of the Cultural Revolution, this rule disappeared, but people of Zheng Chuyi's generation all caught up with the last train and could read and write.
"I heard that Uncle Madman was very peaceful when he was young." Zheng Shitou felt unsatisfied while smoking cigarettes. He smoked one cigarette after another and said: "I treat people, in the village, so
He is also a first-class talent.”
Zheng Shitou said that before the Cultural Revolution, people in the village did not have the habit of going out. A large family was born in the village and finally died in the village. At its peak, there were many people in the village. Zheng Chuyi had read medical books at that time and often went to the nearby area.
He is a collector of medicinal herbs, and he is humble and elegant, so he is very popular. People say that he is talented, but living in such a remote village, it doesn't matter whether he is talented or not. Anyway, he will end up marrying a wife and having children for the rest of his life.
Like everyone else in the village, Zheng Chu asked for a wife when it was time to get married, and then gave birth to a child. As soon as the Cultural Revolution began, Zheng Shitou ran around everywhere. He didn't talk clearly about things in the village, so he gave birth to a child.
I don’t know much about the situation, but I only know that Zheng Chuyi suddenly went crazy and killed his wife with a knife in the middle of the night.
It was a very horrifying scene, especially in this village with simple folk customs and almost no murders. Zheng Chuyi killed his wife, holding a knife, and stood there stupidly from midnight until dawn
, when others found him, they saw the bloody knife in his hand and the body of his dead wife.
"How much hatred can there be between husband and wife?" Zheng Shitou sighed and said: "Killing someone is punishable, but Zheng Chuyi was crazy at the time. When several old people in the village put it together, this matter...
Cover him up."
At that time, the outside world was in a mess, many government departments were in a state of semi-paralysis, and the village was too remote. In addition, Zheng Chuyi had helped people see doctors in his early years and had accumulated good popularity. Therefore, people at the time regarded him as killing his wife. More
It was not anger, but sympathy. So after discussion, the old people in the village helped cover up the matter. However, in order to prevent the tragedy from happening again, they immediately locked up Zheng Chuyi. They found a house and sealed the doors and windows.
, leaving only a few small holes for ventilation and food delivery. He was probably locked up for several years, and it was only when he felt that Zheng Chuyi would no longer endanger others that he was released.
After being imprisoned for several years and having mental problems, Zheng Chuyi was completely disabled. He lived a miserable life for the rest of his life, relying entirely on the support of the villagers. But he was able to endure it. Many of his peers died.
But it has persisted until now.
"How did he become crazy?" I interrupted again: "Wasn't it normal before? How could he become so crazy?"
"Who can say for sure about this?" Zheng Shitou shook his head and said, "I don't know. Anyway, I'm crazy. A good family is in pieces. My wife is dead and my baby is running away. It's so pitiful.
.”
"His wife is dead, where is the child?" I don't know why, but I feel a little flustered.
"You ran away, and you never came back." Zheng Shitou smiled bitterly.
"Why? Don't care about his father?"
"How do you say this kind of thing? To outsiders, Zheng Chuyi is a good person. If he suddenly goes crazy, there is nothing we can do about it, but what about his baby?" Zheng Shitou looked at me and said, "Instead, you are his family.
Baby, what do you think? You watched your father stab your mother to death, will you recognize him in the future?"
With these words, the panic in my heart suddenly swelled. So far, I have not found any substantial basis, but some things have been disturbing my heart.
As far as I know, my dad has been here at least twice, and there must be some things I don’t know about. He came here, but refused to enter the village and just looked at it from a distance. When I first heard Kuang Haige talk about it, I just felt
It's strange, but now that I think about it, it suddenly makes sense.
He can't let go of this place, so he will come back to see it, but he hates this place, so he doesn't want to get close to it even if he comes.