The village conditions were not good, and the food used was not any better than in the city. As I sat at the table and watched the table full of food on this old round table, I knew that they had brought out the best they could for my father and me. There was nothing else but a bowl of chicken stewed with mushrooms and a few steamed buns on the table.

Because I hadn't eaten in the morning, and because it was late afternoon, my stomach was already rumbling with hunger, but there were two empty seats at the head of the table, and my aunts and uncles were discussing some family matters with my father, and my own children's school problems for the next few years, so I just stared at the only chicken on the table and imagined how tender its meat was and how delicious its taste was.

Suddenly, a tall shadow blocked the light at the door. I looked up and saw a big fellow with a full beard. His eyebrows were thick and his eyes were as big as bells.

My father stood up to greet him, and my uncles and aunts followed suit. I stood up at the same time, knowing without even thinking that this was a highly respected elder in the village.

When the man came in, I saw that he was followed by a stooped old man in a straw hat. The old man had gray hair and very long eyebrows, and he looked a lot more amiable than the big man in front of him. They came in one after the other and sat down at the table. I could clearly feel that when they sat down, they both intentionally or unintentionally glanced at me a few times.

"Xiaochu greets his two uncles."

When my father had finished, I bowed respectfully to both of them.

Uncle? I feel like this is enough to be my grandfather!

Although he thought this in his heart, the rules still couldn't be ambiguous. They obediently called him uncle, and the adults exchanged some pleasantries before starting to eat. Needless to say, the stewed mushrooms stewed in the big iron pot in the countryside was indeed quite a different taste, much more delicious than the stewed mushrooms in the city.

I didn't hear anything about the cemetery during the meal, so I grilled the food out of the bowl as I went along.

After dinner, the sun had already set over the mountains, and the night had already begun to descend. The sunset glow covered the entire sky. Perhaps before, I would have lamented that the setting sun was only close to dusk, but now, I only felt that it was the color of blood, and I could feel goosebumps all over my body, and it was extremely horrifying.

The aunts and uncles all returned to their own homes, leaving only the two elders, my father and me, and my grandmother, who, because she was already old, went back to her room early to sleep.

At this point, I sat still and listened to my father tell them about my dream.

After the thick-browed man heard his father's words, he looked at the long-browed elder and said, "She's dreaming of a perverted marriage!"

I listened, wondering if I should tell her about the dream I'd had on the way here.

While I was thinking, I heard my father talking about how I had gone to the eastern cemetery in the village when I was a child. As he said this, my uncles' faces turned serious.

I didn't hear what happened after that because my father told me to leave and let me look after my grandmother.

I went back to my grandmother's room and looked for the light rope for a long time. Finally, when I saw the candle on the bed, I had to light it up, but my grandmother didn't say a word. Finally, I found the old man asleep on the kang.

I looked at this shabby house and absentmindedly remembered my grandfather's shadow. I thought of many scenes from my childhood. Thinking about it, I fell asleep in a daze.

This time, he slept soundly. The big brick bed in the countryside was very warm, like a good electric blanket. I didn't have any more dreams, so I slept peacefully.

After sleeping for a short while, I was awoken by a sudden urge to pee in my stomach. I rubbed my eyes. It was already dark outside. I raised my wrist and pointed in the direction of 10 o'clock. The light was still on in my father's room with my uncles. I thought about it and decided to go to the bathroom.

Most of the rural toilets were located in a remote area. There was no flashlight, so I had to go in the dark. To tell the truth, I wasn't afraid in my heart that it was impossible. Ignoring the fact that I couldn't see anything in the dark, I could make up hundreds of versions of the wedding they were talking about in minutes and scare myself to death.

I turned on the flashlight on my phone and walked into the courtyard. Behind me, I suddenly heard light footsteps.

I froze, the hair on my back standing on end. I tried to turn around, but my entire body was stiff. He could only tremble and ask, "Who is it?"

After a while, no one responded. Although my scalp was going crazy, I had no choice but to go to the toilet to solve my physiological problems. I comforted myself that I was having hallucinatory symptoms when I couldn't rest properly, so I didn't pay any more attention to it. The village of Baishou was never clean, and some things were normal, I comforted myself. People are afraid of three parts of a ghost, while people are afraid of seven points of a ghost. I've never done anything wrong, so I'm afraid of a ball.

By the time I was done with the three emergencies, the smell of the toilet had almost made me faint. I pulled up my pants and ran outside.

"Pa …"

I pushed open the broken door of the latrine and caught a cold breeze. From the corner of my eye, I saw a red figure.

In an instant, my shrill scream tore through the silent village.

My father quickly opened the door and ran out, followed by his two uncles.

I sat paralyzed on the ground, my legs as soft as noodles. Seeing that my father had rushed over, she grabbed onto my father's sleeve, pointed at the corner of my father's clothes, and stammered, "Over there... Red, red. "

The uncles looked around and saw nothing.

When I looked back, I couldn't see anything. I was dazed for a moment and suspected that I was seeing things, but the feeling of the cold wind blowing past was still imprinted in my mind.

The two uncles comforted me and said that I was fine.

My father touched my head and pulled me through the door, but my sobbing didn't stop.

Let me tell you, let's not talk about how timid I am, this is a normal person, can't you all pee in the dark at night? F * ck, I was so scared that tears came out of my eyes. If this was a person, then they would definitely be crippled by me in just a few minutes.

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