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Chapter 11:Gui

Early the next morning, I rushed to my grandfather's door to see, I want to be sure of the food on my grandfather's door, in the end, grandfather ate, to the grandfather's small courtyard door, found the dishes and bowls scattered to one side, my heart is cold, it seems that Grandpa did not take the meal into, this meal was eaten by the village wild cat wild dog, licking the call a clean.

I knocked on the door and asked my grandfather to come out, the yard is still very thick smell, Grandpa let me go, he refused to come out, I am worried about his safety, after all, the injury that day is not good, this is not good, how to eat?I cried at the door, “Grandpa, if you don’t come out, I won’t leave at the door, I won’t eat at a meal if you don’t eat me!”

Grandpa hurt me the most, even if I forced him at this time, I had no choice.

This trick is very effective, soon, Grandpa opened the door, do not know whether it is a feeling of the problem or other, I think Grandpa's look is much better than yesterday, after seeing me he smiled: "Graphite, go back, Grandpa is embarrassed to go out, after all, our old stone family this time became a joke."

"No matter if he jokes, your grandson is a college student, and if there is no cemetery, it is also a college student, what are they laughing at you?"How do you not eat?” I was in a hurry, and in order to comfort my grandfather, I had to be very proud.

"Where I won't eat, so many years a person has been like this, you go back, these days don't come, let Grandpa slow down a few days, this thing is too big, come too suddenly, slow down a few days is fine." Grandpa finished and closed the door to me.

Grandpa's look is good today, but let me feel at ease a lot, as for eating, I really don't worry about my grandfather, so many years, he is cooking for himself, there is a vegetable garden in the small yard, there is rice noodles at home, Grandpa himself will do some simple meals, he said yes, this time our family really became the focus of others, the village people called a poor and idle, regardless of the parents are short-term, now Grandpa walking on the street, inevitably pointed out.

After returning home, I told my old father and mother about this matter, although they are worried, but there is no better way, and I have been thinking about a problem in these two days, that Wu hand, what he is doing, 100,000 yuan for the villagers is definitely astronomical, but I always feel that for the Wu hand, I have seen in the magazine, Mr. Feng Shui, to those who are really rich people to see a feng shui is a cash box to move.

So I always feel that this Wu came to the village with one hand, probably not for money.

What is important is that he and my family can have any hatred, Song Erfu can see the Feng Shui Bureau, he must also know that if the snake is really so important to my family, how did he cut it?

Surely not to give Liu Lao five intersection, although my heart for Wu's first-hand positioning is a demon, but I can not define him as a bad person, probably because his fat face is really harmless, or perhaps because he gave me a step in the case of completely unnecessary.

These doubts are destined to have no answer, Wu at this time does not know where, but I also want this matter to quickly end a paragraph, so that the people in the village no longer talk about, let my family out of this storm whirlpool.

My uncle and uncle really did not come back, perhaps they also know that even if they came back, they can not change the situation, my father's injury of 77,88, continue to do some trivial things, Liu Lao Wu recently did not do not do not do not do not do home, every day busy running, seems to be busy with his brother's things, and my grandfather, I am most concerned about the people I worry about not being able to bear, in the next few days, has not been out of the yard.

I have been to the yard a few times, the yard is still very strong aroma, but this is also to make me worry less about the grandfather, but also to light the incense, at least to show that the grandfather is still alive, so old people, experienced such a big thing, a person in the yard something unexpected, that is we do not want to see.

This situation, lasted for almost six days, in the seventh night, Grandpa finally out of the yard, this time the grandfather went out, this time the grandfather went out, holding him the big black dog, this black dog, has been the grandfather in that small courtyard, the black dog has been very old, and my age is about the same age, as a child often with my previous play, the dog's life is almost ten years, in recent years to see it, or sleepy eyes.

This time to see Grandpa and it, they are both unusually full of spirit, grandfather red light, the dog itself will be lost hair seems to have a shiny again, walking to be particularly powerful, there are old people at home, especially in the case of the elderly is not good, suddenly appear such a situation is not a good thing, because everyone knows the phenomenon, oil when the lights are dead will come back.

Grandpa was the first time after the "closed" out of the gate, the old lady made a hearty dinner, Grandpa's appetite tonight is also very good, has been eating, the big black dog is so sitting in the door, from time to time look back.

After eating, Grandpa was about to go back, the big black dog who could not be separated from his grandfather sent his grandfather to the door, standing at the door looking at his grandfather, it did not go back with his grandfather, but watched the grandfather leave, the old father and mother did not feel anything, but I saw this situation after the ominous feeling became more and more intense, the spirit seems to be back to the light, this dog who lived for many years was placed in my home, Grandpa really can't?

Until the grandfather's figure can no longer be seen, this black dog called the tiger turned around and looked at me, the emotions inside the eyes are very complicated, the dog lived for too long, too human, from its eyes, I even saw the feelings of people out.

I feel wrong, too wrong, the situation is very obvious now, either Grandpa himself feels that his limit is coming, or Grandpa is going to do something tonight!   I dare not tell my father-in-law at this point, when they sleep, I hurried out the door with the tiger and went straight to my grandfather's small courtyard.

When I went to the small courtyard, I saw that the lights in the yard were bright, and I was afraid of death, even if my grandfather was very old, I could not face his death calmly, and the death of my relatives was the saddest but the most powerless thing for those close to him.

I did not want to alarm Grandpa, quietly walked over, walked over, and saw Grandpa kneeling in the yard, in front of him, there was an incense censer, in front of the incense censer, there was a strange shape of clay.

This clay plastic is not a fairy appearance, more like a person, the clay sculpture is very like a person, which makes people feel very terrible!  What is this plastic?From a young age, I did not come to my grandfather's lonely hospital, but how could I not have seen this clay plastic?

The six or seven days in the grandfather's yard have a strong aroma of fire, are worshipping this thing?

This scene is not very strange, I carefully think about who this clay sculpture is, is it the ancestors of my family or what?But I can't remember, it is at this time, the tiger bit my sleeve, I looked back at it, feel in its dog eyes full of expectations, looking forward to is a message, that is to leave with me.

Tiger is a participant in everything Grandpa, what does it know?Or smell something dangerous to pull me away?

I patted the tiger's head, motioned it to wait, I was still looking inward, it was at this time, I suddenly felt, at this time, facing my clay, in the red light of the reflection, his seemingly strange face, smiled at me!

That feeling is so strong and so real!  This smile made me turn over the river in an instant, and I felt extremely afraid!  What is Grandpa doing?What was he doing for six or seven days?

No matter what you do, choose to do it at this time, my intuition tells me that it is definitely related to the grave!

Just when I was still unable to confirm whether the bitterness of the laugh was real or my delusion, Grandpa suddenly stood up and hit the mud with his head, and hit it with his own head, this time, the Buddha was going to hit the wall to commit suicide!

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