It has been many years, but I still feel lingering fears when I think about it now, because of those experiences, I almost brushed by death every time.
The first thing happened in 1991, oh, it was in 1991, not 1891 or 2091 because I'm not over thirty now, and I can't be someone from the future, I'm just an ordinary ordinary who can't be ordinary any more people.
Don't look at me as an ordinary person, but what happened to me is not ordinary.
Well, let’s get down to business, the first thing happened in 1991, when I was six years old, and that was the first person who died in the village in my memory.
Our village is small, so there are often people in one household who do white or red things, and every other household will go out to help. At that time, children in rural areas did not have pre-school education, so when my mother went to that household to help , and took me with him, mainly because he was afraid of harming me at home.
It is human nature to have a fear of the dead, let alone children, so I refused to enter the door of that house at that time. I really had no choice, my mother let me play in the street outside that house.
And I gradually learned that the person who died was an old lady who was in her 70s. She died of illness. The person who lived with her was her son, Xiaochuner, who was mute and a little stupid. His body trembled and his mouth was always open with a smirk, so people in the village called him dumb or dumb.
Even some older children in the village next door often bully Xiaochuner. Even though Xiaochuner is already an adult, she is only 1.5 meters tall, and because of her IQ problem, she is often bullied.
And every time he is bullied, not only is he not angry, but he will grin and "smirk".
After my mother went in that day, Zhao Jie and I played a game of urinating at the door of Xiaochun'er's house, that is, make a mound, put a stick in the middle, and then the two of them took turns to scrape the surrounding soil. , At the end, whoever knocks down the stick will be urinated on the kang, that is, lose.
Zhao Jie is my neighbor, his parents are farmers, his father is a little famous in the village, because he has some knowledge of Feng Shui, so he often shows people the foundation and cemetery. Look in vain.
For example, this time in Xiaochun's house, Xiaochun'er's father died early, and his mother pulled him up with hardships and hardships alone, but Xiaochuner was stupid and dumb, and could not even do the work without anyone leading him, so the life at home was very hard.
Furthermore, Zhao Jie's father showed Xiaochun'er's mother a cemetery for free this time.
In fact, it was next to Xiaochun'er's father's grave, Zhao Jie's father also looked at it intently, and then said something that I couldn't understand at that time.
Back then, Zhao Jie and I were playing on the urinal, and that kid was more cunning than me.
I looked anxious and scolded: "Zhao Jie, you are too cunning, you are about to catch up with the second (Japanese dialect) this devil."
Zhao Jie smiled and said, "You haven't seen the movie. Both of the two devils are stupid. I'm so smart. I'm the Eighth Route Army, and I'm a good guy!"
Just when Zhao Jie and I started to play, Xiaochun'er came out of the gate wearing a filial piety, smiling, and didn't mean to die at all.
When he saw Zhao Jie and I were playing on the urinal, he rushed over to us. Zhao Jie and I were both very young at the time, so we turned our heads in fright and ran away. The mute laughed "hehe" and took our The mound was kicked away, and when he was done, he looked at the direction Zhao Jie and I were fleeing, and then laughed twice.
After kicking our mound, Xiaochun'er turned her head and entered the door.
Seeing Xiaochun'er go in, Zhao Jie jumped out from behind me and scolded, "Silly, wait until I'm in the first grade and see how I deal with you."
Well, in our place, only those who went to primary school dare to bully the dumb, because we all think that if you go to school, you are a big child, and if you don't go to school, you are a child.
Zhao Jie and I didn't even go to preschool, so naturally we were only bullied.
After the mute was gone, we went back to the mound and wanted to continue playing on the urinal, but the mute kicked away more than half of the soil. When we put the soil together again, it felt that the mound was no longer half as large as before. Zhao Jie said, Too little soil is not enough, so let's split up and find some more.
The ground in front of the mute's house is hard ground. Zhao Jie and I could not hold the soil with both hands, so we could only run a few steps to the nearby soft ground where there were no long walks to get soil.
After a while, I brought back a handful of fine sand in my small hands, while Zhao Jie brought back some charcoal ash.
That thing is light and thin, and it's perfect for replacing soil.
So I asked Zhao Jie where he got it from, and he pointed to a dirt pit not far away and said, "That's it."
At that time, the villagers used firewood to cook, and the ashes left over from the firewood were poured into the pigsty, the cattle sty, and the chicken sty. These things are good desiccants. In the pens of poultry and livestock, it can not only dehumidify, but also prevent some diseases.
But this mute family did not keep poultry and livestock, so a pit was dug not far from the door, and it was specially used for pouring charcoal ashes.
Zhao Jie also told me: "Just now, there was charcoal in our pile of soil, but I saw that there was enough soil, so I didn't get more."
So Zhao Jie and I went to pick up the charcoal a few more times. When we felt that the mound was big enough, and just plugged in the sticks and prepared to play, the mute laughed again and went out the door, rushing towards us.
The two of us were startled and ran quickly, and the mute kicked our mound away again, and kicked a few feet away from the door.
Now Zhao Jie and I are depressed.
After the mute finished kicking, he yelled "Oh, oh" twice, as if to warn us.
At this time, the adults outside the door all laughed "hehe". Some people said that the mute was really stupid, that he died of his mother, and he was in the mood to bully the children to play.
Others say that dumb is actually expressing anger, sad to die, and don't want anyone to play at their door.
So the adults let me play far away.
And at this moment, Zhao Jie's father came out from far away, and when he saw the ashes scattered at the door, he asked: "Who scattered these ashes, hurry up and sweep, sweep the ashes so early, not afraid of attracting ghosts to hold grudges. ."
Grandpa Sun next to him smiled and said, "Zhao Laohei, that was spread by your boy and Lao Shi's boy playing on the urinal, and then was kicked by the mute."
After Uncle Sun finished speaking, Zhao Jie's father's expression changed, and he called us to come over, and then found a broom and a dustpan from the mute's house and gave us a broom and a dustpan, so that we could clean up the ashes, and even scare us that otherwise Ghosts come to trouble us at night.
Children are most afraid of ghosts, so frightened by Zhao Jie's father, we quickly cleaned up. In order to prevent ghosts from coming to us, we swept the front of the dumb door clean.
When we finished sweeping and returned the dustpan, Zhao Jie's father said to us: "Xiaojie, Xiaoyong (Shi Yong is my name), this charcoal ash is fire attribute, it is yang/object, and it is the fear of ghosts. The thing, you sprinkled it in front of the dumb girl's door before the dumb girl's head seven, preventing the dumb girl from going home to visit her family, so she called the dumb girl to kick those away, if you are more skinny, the next time the dumb kick is you guys."
Although we didn't understand what it meant at the time, we heard that it was the dead mute mother who asked the mute to do this, so we were frightened. If a dead person talks again, isn't it a ghost
So Zhao Jie and I ran away in fright, never daring to approach the dumb door again.
And the old grandson sitting at the door laughed at Zhao Jie's father and said: "Zhao Laohei, you talk about it all day, I have lived in my sixties, and I haven't even seen a ghost. Come on, aren't you afraid of scaring your boy and the old Shi's boy? If the mute girl is really a ghost, I will marry her as a wife!"
The people around also laughed "haha".
Zhao Jie's father smiled and said, "Uncle Sun, believe it or not, it's all here. I will respect it if I believe it. If you don't believe it, you can't disrespect it. You should apologize for what you said just now, save it. Get into trouble."
Zhao Jie's father said and patted the position of his heart.
Old Man Sun smiled and said, "Don't say there are no ghosts, even if there are ghosts, I won't apologize to the ghosts."
Zhao Jie's father sighed and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.