Cemetery, when I think of the cemetery, I get goosebumps all over my body, because I have an unpleasant memory in the cemetery, and this time my second sister is going there again! At this time, don’t tell me that there are no ghosts and gods in the world. After all this happened, even at a young age, I felt that my world view had been subverted.
I'm scared, I'm really scared, but I can't stop, I can't give up on my second sister. The graveyard feels like a dark, deep hole to me. As long as my second sister runs in, she will be swallowed up!
The second sister was indeed running towards the cemetery, and after chasing her for a while, I, who was already out of breath, watched her take the lead and run into the mass graves in the village.
In this mass grave, the villagers don’t know how many people their ancestors are buried here. I heard that during the Anti-Japanese War, many unknown people were buried here. On weekdays, if they didn’t go to the graves to worship their ancestors, the villagers would not come here at all. .
After the second sister ran into the mass grave, she stopped. I also stopped panting behind her. I was only about one or twenty meters away from her. I couldn't run anymore.
Half-crouching, I panted heavily. I raised my head and was about to say something to my second sister when I found that she suddenly turned around.
I don’t know if it was the wind that dispersed the clouds, or some other reason. At this time, there was already a hazy crescent moon hanging in the sky. Because the clouds had not dispersed, the moonlight was still exposed, but even so, I could clearly see it. I saw the second sister’s face not far from me.
The second sister looked at me with a strange expression, half-smiling but not smiling. Her eyes seemed to contain a lot of things. They were definitely not the pure eyes of my simple second sister. In short, under the moonlight, it looked so scary. How terrible!
At this time, my parents also caught up with me. My mom was half-hugging me. My dad didn’t even have time to take a breath and said to my second sister: "Xiaojuan, what are you doing at night? Go back with dad." !”
The second sister still had the same expression, looking at my dad with a half-smile but not a smile, as if she were looking at a stranger, and she didn't say a word.
My dad walked towards her step by step. As he walked, he shouted: "Xiaojuan, let's go home."
"Hahaha..." The second sister suddenly laughed wildly. The voice was crazy and unfamiliar, as if she was laughing at how ridiculous my dad's proposal was.
"Xiaojuan, what are you laughing at?" My mother was already crying. She couldn't accept the second sister's behavior.
The second sister stopped laughing wildly, looked at my dad with contempt, turned around and moved again. This time she did not run, but crawled towards a big grave behind her, and soon climbed up the grave.
"Don't come over." The second sister who climbed up the grave suddenly pointed at my father and said, the voice was very strange, and it was not my second sister's voice at all.
"Xiaojuan, let's go home." My dad was not willing to listen at this time, but he still walked towards the second sister.
"Hahaha..." The second sister on the grave began to laugh wildly again, but then she put her hand into her mouth and bit it hard. She didn't know how hard she used it. , just biting it once, the blood flowed out along my second sister's wrist.
"Xiaojuan." My mother started to cry.
"Don't touch my daughter!" My dad almost yelled angrily, but he didn't dare to move anymore.
Seeing that my dad was motionless, the second sister on the grave finally stopped biting her hand. She looked at my dad with that contemptuous look again and sat down on the grave. Then something even weirder happened. thing.
My second sister actually sat on the grave and started singing!
"Good times, beautiful scenery - Naihe - heaven..." The second sister was completely immersed in her own world and sang so passionately, but her voice was vague and unrealistic, which made people's hair stand on end.
I really don’t know what opera to appreciate, but I simply feel that sitting on the grave in such an environment, no matter what my second sister sings, will give anyone who sees it a nightmare.
The second sister continued to sing like this, and my parents and I had to watch below.
I felt distressed and helpless, and I was also afraid, but I didn't dare to move even half a step. Even the little me felt sad just thinking about leaving my second sister here to sing opera alone, let alone my parents
We can only hold on!
The cold wind blows in waves at night, and the moon appears and disappears. The second sister sings so passionately, and sometimes she even stands up to perform one or two moves. Who cares about the misery in our hearts standing in the cemetery
When it finally dawned and the roosters in the village finally crowed for the first time, the second sister stopped singing. She looked at us with an indescribable look in her eyes, and suddenly fainted on the grave.
At this time, we were like a string that had been tightened and finally relaxed. We all took a long breath. My mother even hugged me and sat on the ground. She stood there all night watching my second sister without moving. , my mother’s legs have long been numb, and she has been relying on willpower to support her.
My dad was not much better. He moved his hands and feet vigorously. After he recovered, he boldly approached the tomb where my second sister was sitting. He pulled her down, put her on his back and started walking. , my mother and I quickly followed after seeing her.
The second sister was unconscious on my father's back. My mother felt distressed and touched my second sister. Her body was as cold as if she had been soaked in cold water. This reminded her of how she touched Widow Zhou's body. I felt my heart hurt and started to cry again.
On the way, I met Mr. Wang from the village. When he saw our family, he came over with a somewhat unhappy face and asked, "What's wrong with your second sister?"
My parents hesitated, not knowing what they were talking about, and I didn't know how to deal with it, so they simply stayed silent.
But Old Man Wang didn't seem to care too much about this matter. After listening to my parents hesitating for a while, he politely said that he should pay attention to the child's medical treatment, and then said to my father with an extremely ugly face: "Old Chen, what happened to me yesterday?" It’s not very safe to stay vigil in the fields at night.”
"What's wrong?" My dad actually had no intention of listening to what he said. He was only concerned about his second sister, and his words sounded perfunctory.
But Old Man Wang really wanted to find someone to talk to, and he didn't care about my dad's perfunctory words. He said directly: "Since midnight last night, I have been hearing a woman singing. The voice is so shabby. It's like a ghost, it scared me to death! Lao Chen, do you hear me?"
Hearing what Old Man Wang said, our family's hearts skipped a beat at the same time. My dad was so busy talking that he didn't hear, didn't hear... Then he comforted Old Man Wang and carried my second sister back home.
When we got home, the eldest sister had already made breakfast and was waiting for us. Looking at her red eyes, we knew that the eldest sister had not slept all night.
Later, I found out that my shouting last night woke up my eldest sister. She was about to follow, but it was my father who stopped her and asked her to stay in the house. She was also worried. one night.
Seeing my dad coming back with my second sister on his back, my eldest sister asked very worriedly: "Dad, what's wrong with my second sister?"
My father sighed and didn't answer. My mother went to close the courtyard door and said after a long time: "We'll talk about it later."
Then my mother asked my eldest sister to get hot water, and together they scrubbed the second sister's whole body. Then my father carried my second sister to bed and covered her with a thick quilt. The breakfast was left to cool down, and no one could Not in the mood to eat.
In the end, it was my dad who put out the cigarette in his hand and said seriously: "I'm going to the countryside. It's time to find Master Jiang."
My eldest sister and I were confused when we heard this, and we couldn't help asking: "Who is Master Jiang?" But we didn't get any answer.
My dad went to the countryside that morning, carrying cigarettes and wine in his hand. They were given to my dad as a favor by others. My dad was reluctant to enjoy them himself, so this time they came in handy!
In 1974, with the development of the times, the township government office in the township was also equipped with a telephone. My dad knew about it, so he didn't have to go to town so much.
My mother and I went together. My mother asked for leave for her three children. My second sister must not be able to go to school. My eldest sister will stay at home to take care of her second sister today. As for me, my father said something inexplicable. : "Master Jiang may be most happy to hear Sanwa'er's voice."
I really don’t know who Master Jiang is, let alone why he would be happy to hear my voice, but at this time, I will not cause trouble for my dad. Even if I was thinking about it in my heart, I didn’t ask anything.
When we arrived at the farm, my dad found an acquaintance from the farm to accompany him. Without much effort, he gave some gifts and got the right to use the phone. He took out a phone that looked very old from his trouser pocket. My dad handed the paper to the office helper and said, "Comrade, please help me make this call."
The hand-crank phone seemed so mysterious to my dad. He didn't even know how to use it. It would be great if someone could help make one.
The man took a look at the piece of paper and asked in shock, "Don't you see that you have relatives in Beijing?"
Beijing? My dad was stunned. He never imagined that the phone number that Old Man Jiang copied to him was from Beijing! How could ordinary people at that time understand where the phone number was
Old Man Jiang became more and more mysterious in my dad's eyes.