"Shh... don't fucking press the lighter." I blew out the lighter in Tang Gui's wife's hand. It would be terrible if the light was seen.
"Papa." She pressed the lighter again.
"Hoo! Hoo!" I blew hard twice.
At this time, I heard the sound of a bicycle, and I cautiously looked outside.
I saw Little Grandma Tang holding the handlebars with both hands, twisting and turning on the bicycle. Because the old lady was short, she could only stand on the beam and pedal. Her posture was similar to that of an eight-year-old child. She looked a little weird, and soon
He turned the corner and disappeared at the intersection.
It's so late, where are you going?
Without much hesitation, I followed him at a trot.
The roads in the village were all dirt, uneven in some places, and the bike had no lights. With the moonlight in the sky, the bike couldn't be ridden fast at all, so I soon caught up with her.
The old lady stood on the beam and pedaled, looking back from time to time.
I followed for nearly 20 minutes and had already left Tianguangdong Village. This was a country road with paddy fields and weeds beside it.
When the old lady turned to look back, I hid in the field and followed her to a small slope.
Behind the slope is a mountain, which the locals call Puzi Mountain. After the old lady parked her car, I saw clearly that she had a hoe tied to her car. Then she climbed over the small slope with the hoe and entered the mountain.
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In the middle of the night, an old lady in her seventies or eighties went into the mountains with a hoe? No matter how you think about it, there is something wrong.
After waiting there for five or six minutes, I quickly followed him.
As soon as I went up the mountain, I saw a strange scene. Looking around, there were little people in silver clothes everywhere.
When you walk in and take a look, you can clearly see what kind of villain this is.
It’s the blueberry tree. Dao County began to vigorously encourage specialty agricultural breeding last year, especially those who grow taro and blueberries. Blueberry trees do not bear fruit in winter and are not frost-resistant. These silver clothes are a kind of cold-proof material, much like eating barbecue rolls.
That silver tin foil.
Because the villagers tied it tightly, it looked like a child with a head and arms.
Passing through these low blueberry trees, I saw Little Grandma Tang stop in the distance.
There was a small mound in front of her, or to be more precise, a grave mound, a very new mound. There was a white wreath and a few plastic flowers placed in front of the grave.
This seems to be the new grave of Yapo's granddaughter. I remember that Tang Gui didn't seem to be buried in this direction.
Grandma Xiao Tang lifted up her pants, took out a flashlight and turned it on. After putting the flashlight on the ground, she didn't hesitate too much, picked up the hoe and started digging the grave.
Because it had just been buried and the soil had not yet frozen, she dug very quickly. She could dig up a large piece of soil with just one hoe, and she dug a big hole in a short time.
Ya Po is the same as the forest ranger Lao Hu. They are paid sixty yuan a month to look after the temple in the village. They are paid every six months. This money was used to bury Xiaoyun's coffin. It was paid by the village. I saw it the day before yesterday. It was nothing.
What a great coffin, not even painted.
The grave bag was dug open and a big hole was dug. The old lady slipped into the hole and I couldn't see her anymore.
Out of curiosity, I bravely walked closer and found a place with slightly higher ground.
After wiping the soil on the coffin, Grandma Xiao inserted a hoe into the gap in the coffin. She used the weight of her body to lift the lid of the coffin little by little.
After prying it open, she pushed open the coffin lid with both hands, revealing Xiaoyun lying flat in the coffin.
Looking at it with a flashlight, Xiaoyun's face was swollen, especially the two swollen cheeks. It was as if his mouth was full of food and he couldn't swallow it. It was scary.
Grandma Xiao Tang reached out and touched Xiaoyun's forehead, with kind eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Girl, I watched you grow up, don't blame me for hurting you. If you want to blame, blame your grandma, because people
There can only be one dragon and phoenix, and it can only be my granddaughter, not you."
"Girl, I will visit you often in the future, and I will burn incense and paper for you during holidays."
She just finished speaking.
A group of black crows suddenly flew up from the mountains in the distance. The crows flew in groups, flapping their wings and squawking as if they were frightened.
Grandma Xiao Tang looked up at the crows, squinted her eyes, and murmured: "Do you blame me...Girl, do you blame me..."
A hint of dark wind blows,
Grandma Tang's hair was flying in all directions when she blew it.
