I came back to deal with the issue of lighting the lanterns in the ancestral hall, but as soon as I got home, I spent a whole day with Lin Erdan. When we got home, I originally wanted to say thank you to my second uncle at the dinner table, but it wasn’t today that he
reminded me that I might not be able to handle Lin Erdan's matter well, but he didn't look at me at all. After eating, he locked himself in the room alone. After eating, Dad pretended to me
He handed me a pack of cigarettes and said: Xiaofan, you are a grown-up kid now, come and try the Northeastern Toad tobacco that your grandfather loved to smoke the most when he was here. One puff will burn your throat directly to the soles of your feet. That’s called
A happy one.
When my father handed me the cigarette, looking at his quiet smile, I fell into a trance and hesitated whether to pick up the pipe.
Growing up, my father gave me too much freedom. In his words, if you are sensible about some things, you will naturally not do them. If you are not sensible, you will still do them even if I tell you. I
You feel annoyed if I talk too much, so I just don’t say it at all.
What I remember more clearly is that in middle school, when I was caught smoking with a few kids in the bathroom and the teacher asked the parents to ask for help, other classmates were beaten by their parents in the office, but my father kept me quiet at that time.
When he brought it back from school, he said to me: If you want to smoke, you can. If you are curious, smoking feels like a man. But when you take the cigarette from my hand one day, at that time, you will be a man.
A real man, a man who can take responsibility.
That's why I say that although I grew up in such a family, I never felt any psychological pressure. I had a father who didn't have much education, but transferred all his life's insights to me.
I took the cigarette and my eyes suddenly turned red.
My father has gray hair.
Xiaofan, you have really grown up. There are some things that even my father cannot do, but you can handle them well. I am very satisfied to see you like this. My father said.
I took a puff of the cigarette, but I choked on the thick native smoke and coughed violently.
My father went to pour me a glass of water and said to me: No one outside is talking about this matter at Lin Erdan’s house, but you and I should both know very well that it must be inextricably related to your grandfather.
, fellow countrymen, I won’t say anything else, but if you can handle it, do your best, even if you feel in your heart that it is none of your business, after all, this unexplainable thing started with your grandfather
Yes, you have to carry it.
I nodded and said: OK.
Go to bed, it's getting late. Three days later, it will be your grandfather's birthday. At this time, the lights in the ancestral hall went out. Father said.
I was stunned on the spot. Of course I understood what my father meant.
The lights in the ancestral hall went out. Will Grandpa Liuqi return to his soul again?
My father went back to the room, and I sat in the living room for a while, then went to help grandma straighten the mosquito net, then went back to the room, and fell asleep on the bed. In the middle of the night, I was suddenly woken up by several slaps in the face, and when I opened my eyes,
In my daze, I saw a person pulling my arm eagerly.
I took out my phone and took a photo, and found that this person was actually an old woman who had never entered my room.
Mom, what's wrong with you, you're up so late, I asked.
She didn't say anything, but held my arm with amazing strength. I was shocked. Could it be that my mother was also possessed by a ghost? Otherwise, how could a weak-looking woman like her pull me?
A stagger
Mom, are you still yourself? I asked.
She didn't even open her mouth to speak. I turned on the light and saw that she was neatly dressed. She had never worn anything before. The clothes her father bought her back more than twenty years ago were the same. My father often talked about himself.
He had a good eye. At that time, the traffickers from the city came over to the city with more than a dozen girls. My mother was gray and looked very embarrassed and disheveled like a madman. But he took a liking to her at a glance.
She was quiet in the corner. He said this was the most discerning choice he had ever made in his life.
Whenever he said this, the neighbor would expose him and say: Lin Yutang, you only had three hundred yuan in your pocket at that time, so you could only buy such a silly woman back.
At this time every time, my father is not angry, he just laughs.
Also, my father’s name is Lin Yutang, which is the same name as a great writer. He was named by an educated comrade of my grandfather at the time.
When I was a child, my father told me something: Xiaofan, your mother is actually not stupid at all. She has a clearer heart than anyone else. But he only said this to me once.
How could my mother put on clothes that she didn't usually wear in the middle of the night, and cry so hard that I got up from the bed in a hurry? My mother was not possessed, but she wanted to pull me out.
I just ran out in my underwear, kicked open the door of my father's room, and found that the room was empty. My father was gone.
Mom, where is Dad? My whole body was soaked with cold sweat and I asked, stroking my mother's shoulder.
My mother pointed to the open door and signaled my father to go out.
I called "Second Uncle" in the yard. In my eyes, "Second Uncle" is a strange person. The martial arts master on TV must have very sharp senses. He must know when my father left and where he went.
After I called out, my second uncle walked out of the room. He was only wearing a pair of shorts. When he saw my mother next to me, he quickly ran into the room and put on his clothes. Lucky came out and asked me, "What's the matter, Xiaofan?"
I said to my mother: Mom, stay at home and don’t go anywhere. When I come back, I will definitely bring dad back to you.
But as soon as I turned around to leave, my mother followed me out. I couldn't help it, so I directly resisted her and put her on the bed, and then locked the door of the room. She was knocking on the door frantically inside.
We didn't care about her anymore. When we got out of the house, my second uncle asked me: What's going on?
I glared at him and hummed: "Stop pretending in front of me. Don't you know where he went?"
After finishing speaking, I saw my second uncle was stunned for a moment and said: Xiaofan, I am not a god.
I didn’t say you were a god. I’m really a little angry with my second uncle now. It’s okay for you to be indifferent to others. Why can you ignore your own family’s wealth and life? Xu Lin once said, my grandfather’s grave is in someone else’s.
On top of the coffin, if time goes by, it will be a feng shui taboo situation where the whole family will die, but my second uncle has never tried to change all this. I have an intuition that he should know all of this clearly. He is a man with knowledge.
Story person.
If I knew from where did I know that he definitely had abilities that I didn’t know about, it wasn’t from dealing with Third Grandpa’s fake corpse in the ancestral hall that night, or from the fact that he had been facing all the supernatural incidents calmly and could handle them.
It’s not surprising that Third Grandpa’s corpse is fake, just watch a few ghost movies from Hong Kong and Taiwan, and his lack of panic or fear of supernatural events could also be due to his character. What really convinced me that he has powerful abilities was when Xu Lin came.
That time after Xu Lin dug out the red coffin, he was about to run away in panic, but that time, his second uncle pulled Xu Lin aside and whispered for a while, and then Xu Lin, who was helpless,
There is a way to deal with the red ghost coffin.
In the eyes of outsiders, it may be that the second uncle gave Xu Lin money outside the grave, or it is more likely that he said something to Xu Lin that moved him with affection and courtesy.
But I am the only one who knows. The most likely thing is that Xu Lin really had nothing to do with the red ghost coffin that made his compass spin crazily. Behind the cemetery, it was his second uncle who taught him how to deal with this ghost.
That's why we have peach wood for the lower pillow and a sky lantern for the upper one.
The second uncle was definitely sure and capable of preventing all of this from happening, but he didn't.
To this day, I believe that he could definitely stop his father from committing suicide, but he didn't. This is the reason why I am angry with him today.
Yes, I knew what my father was planning when I saw my mother wearing those clothes. I wanted to slap myself twice. Why didn't I understand what my father meant when he handed me the pipe today.
One of his grandfather's pipes was given to him.
He gave it to me.
This is a kind of inheritance.
He told me that my family should bear the responsibility and I must shoulder it.