Inherit the family's old shop

Chapter 5
This person is selfish. I can’t say that there is no such kind of selfless person, but I dare to raise my hands to guarantee that I am definitely not. I found the things in this box, and they belonged to this old cripple. It's not good, I didn't plan to tell him, I was afraid that this old man would become greedy, I am not familiar with the place, so I might just explain it here.

In the evening, I went to the old cripple's yard to have dinner, and I planned to go back after talking to the old cripple for a day or two.Doing it anywhere is better than looking at wood in this dilapidated house.

I chatted with the old cripple for a while, and some things became clear, and the gap between each other was untied. The old cripple chatted with me with his yellow teeth grinning, saying how many people have chatted with him all these years However, when people are old, they are actually the rarest people.

I muttered in my heart, you are still driving me away, rare man, it feels awkward to hear this.

I talked a few words with the old cripple, not to mention, the old cripple should have been a person who traveled all over the world back then, and when he talked about the things going on all over the world, I, a young boy, can only listen to it Speaking of which, the old cripple lived a wonderful life back then. He worked as a devil, beat Lao Jiang, and when he resisted US aggression and aided Korea, his right leg was already crippled, so he retreated and returned to his hometown of Sichuan, and later came to the cultural revolution. At that time, the old cripple was also persecuted, and he had no choice but to run to Guangxi, where he has stayed for more than ten years now.

As soon as the old man started talking, I felt like I was listening to a story. It was already midnight, probably eleven o’clock, and I was about to go back to sleep. The old cripple handed me a lantern, " Boy, this lantern is hung on the door frame. I saw that your complexion was not very good this morning. You must have been unable to sleep well at night. Hang this up and sleep soundly. After these two days, go back quickly!"

I replied, and the old cripple took out a piece of red cloth from the back room, "Cover this over the mirror, just for a day or two, don't make any trouble!"

I took the red cloth and walked back with the red lantern in one hand. The old man was kind enough, and I will remember him well.Although the old man was a bit hateful before, but now it seems that he is not bad.

When I got back to the house, I inserted the lantern on the door frame and covered the copper mirror with the red cloth. Thinking of the wooden box under the bed, I felt happy unconsciously. The cat bent down and touched it from under the bed, whoops , did not touch.I hurriedly lowered my head and touched along the edge of the bottom of the bed. The more I touched it, the colder my heart became. Could it be that someone took it away.

I quickly lit a candle and shone it under the bed. I didn't expect the wooden box to run to the corner. I didn't use much effort to push it under the bed, but I didn't expect it to push to the corner!
I crawled under the bed, because the bed was relatively low, so I could only turn my head sideways and put one hand in. Although I couldn't see each other, I could feel a rough place. When I stretched out my hand and touched it, it felt a bit like a tentacle. It's cold, it doesn't feel like touching wood, but the tight touch is more like touching skin.I involuntarily withdrew my hand,

"This doesn't feel right!" I started to mutter in my heart. Listening to the old cripple's suspicious chanting these days made my heart feel hairy. Everything I do is like nothing. I gritted my teeth and bit the candle directly on my mouth. Inside, I turned my head to look at the bottom of the bed, stretched out one hand and touched the wooden box, but when I pulled it out, I obviously felt that the box was a little different, it felt like the wooden box was stuck to the ground, I gave it a hard push. Pulling, that feeling seemed to disappear in an instant, and I dragged the wooden box out.

I took out the box and felt it all over, but there was no skin feeling, only a few nails on it felt a little bit, I was relieved, because I was scaring myself.

When I opened the box, the jewelry and yellow paper inside were still there, and there seemed to be something else underneath. I took out the jewelry and yellow paper and put them on the bed. Under the box, there was a neatly folded piece of red cloth. I took it out and took a look. , hehe, this red cloth is a bit like a bride's red hijab.

Just at this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in, and the red lantern at the door was suddenly extinguished. As soon as the chilly wind blew in, I felt the hairs all over my body stand on end suddenly, and I stood there in a daze. Looking at the door, I was stunned for a full minute. At this time, even the slightest disturbance would affect my most sensitive nerves.

The cold wind stopped, and the red lantern on the door frame creaked and shook. I swallowed a mouthful of spit, went to light the red lantern, and the bright red light shone into the room. For some reason, that feeling suddenly made me a little I feel at ease.

As soon as I turned my head, the copper mirror on the dressing table was facing me, and my heart was suddenly seized again. The Huadan face in the dream is still vivid in my mind. Now, I am really afraid that I will be here See such a thing in the copper mirror.

I gritted my teeth and took a step forward, staring fixedly at the copper mirror for more than ten seconds, the mirror was empty, yes, it was empty, that kind of Huadan face did not come out after all, I I took a deep breath, my hands were sweaty, although I felt that the copper mirror was fine, but I always felt that something was wrong, the red cloth that the old cripple gave me had long since disappeared, I turned my head and glanced at the bed The red hijab, grabbed the red hijab and put it on the copper mirror.

This copper mirror has become a nightmare in my heart. Although I have never believed in ghosts and gods, because of the dream last night, it seemed to be imprinted in my mind, because the feeling was so real.

I patted my chest and muttered to myself, "I'm scaring myself. What's the matter? I was scared by that old thing. I wiped my face and thought," this is the last It's evening, I'll go back early tomorrow morning, and save that old cripple from driving me away.

Put a few pieces of jewelry into the pocket, looked at the piece of yellow paper that I couldn’t understand, and stuffed it into the pocket together, and threw the remaining wooden box directly under the bed, as for the red hijab on the copper mirror. Let her cover it!
I climbed onto the bed with all my hands and feet, and the candles on the ground were always lit like this. To be honest, I felt a little guilty at this time. What kind of scientific development concept and what kind of materialism have been nurtured for so many years, but just happened to encounter this situation. It's something evil, but I still have to admit this evil in my heart, I'm afraid. I admit that I'm a little scared.

Originally, my mind was abnormally clear, but I didn't expect that I would become dazed within a short time of getting on the pillow. My mind was like a mess. Ordinarily, under such circumstances, most people would definitely not be able to fall asleep. But I just fucking fell asleep.

As soon as I fell asleep, my feeling began to stop. I knew I was asleep, and I could still feel that I was dreaming in my consciousness. It was still the same old house, still the same old house, and the red lantern was high above the door. The one hanging high, the candles on the ground are still lit, it is very real, and the realness makes me feel a little guilty. Is this a fucking dream after all?

I felt like I got out of bed, and the red hijab on the copper mirror suddenly floated out, and the copper mirror was still empty, and it didn't look right.Seeing that the red hijab was floating away, I hurriedly chased it out. A gust of wind blew the red hijab and ran out. For some reason, I always had a feeling in my heart that I must catch this red hijab, but the more anxious I was , the red hijab flew faster, and in the blink of an eye, it was blown onto the eaves of the main hall.

At this moment, the old cripple suddenly brought me a ladder, and with a cigarette pot in his mouth, he squinted and smirked, no, it should be more like a sneer, "Son, the ladder is brought here for you, so hurry up Go up!"

In my consciousness, I instinctively wanted to shake my head, but in this dream, I nodded my head and climbed up the ladder, and climbed up to the roof in three steps and two steps. The old-fashioned brick and tile houses have that kind of inclined tile roof. I felt naked when I climbed up, and my feet seemed to be buttered. I took two steps and picked up the red hijab. I suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of joy in my heart. I was as happy as marrying a wife when I said it.

(End of this chapter)