In the dark night, I seemed to hear someone crying. It was a woman's voice, and there were more than one. I followed the sound and looked for it. The lights were on at Chen Shui's house in front of the village. His yard was built with branches and corn stalks. I could see the yard at a glance.

There were older people around, and the crying came from his house.

I was looking at my parents from afar. I thought to myself, what are you doing here to see me in the middle of the night? I have to be quiet so that they don’t notice. There are a lot of people, so I can easily avoid being squeezed by my parents.

door.

When I looked into the room, I saw a group of men and women, old and young, kneeling around a straw mat and crying. Chen Shui and his wife almost fainted from crying.

There was an old man lying on the straw mat, it was Chen Shui's father. He was lying upright and motionless, with his mouth wide open and his eyes staring.

At that time, I was still young and didn't know what death was. I was still thinking about how he could sleep in such an ugly state, and why he couldn't wake him up even though he was crying.

At this time, Chen Shui came in from the outside, leading the old liar behind him. I thought to myself, I will never miss you anywhere. The old liar also saw me. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was unnoticeably happy. He hit me when he entered the door.

Someone passing by said quietly: "Come in with grandpa and take a look!"

I glared at him, turned my head and leaned against the door frame without looking at him.

After he entered, he looked at Chen Fu's father lying on the straw mat, frowned and said nothing.

Chen Shui said: "My dad had no food in the middle of the night, but he never closed his eyes and couldn't close his mouth. Sir, please take a look quickly. Why is this happening?"

People in the yard were also talking, saying that people with grievances would not close their eyes until they died. The old man looked at Chen Shui's father carefully and asked Chen Shui: "Where was your father last night? Who came to the house?"

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Chen Fu thought for a while and said, "My father is crippled. He usually raises his chickens at home and doesn't go anywhere. Some time ago, Brother Fugui often came to drink with him at night. These days, he said that his house is haunted, so he doesn't go anywhere at night."

If you dare to come, my dad will drink alone at home, and he will be fine at night!"

The old man was thinking about something while listening to what Chen Shui said. "What a crime! What a crime! It's Lao and Deng who are here to take revenge!" Chen Shui's mother slapped the straw mat and cried.

Everyone was stunned. "Mom, who are you talking about? Who is going to take revenge?" Chen Shui asked puzzledly. The old man seemed to have found some clues. He stepped forward to help Chen Shui and his mother asked: "Sister-in-law, you

Don't worry, please tell us what's going on?"

It turns out that this is what happened: One night, Fugui was wandering around the village idle. When he came to the door of Chen Shui's house, he smelled the aroma of vegetables. He was hungry at the time and went over. When he entered the house, he saw Chen Shui's father.

I was drinking some wine by myself, with a plate of freshly cooked salt beans in front of me, which was fragrant.

"Hey! Old man, why are you drinking by yourself? I'll accompany you!" Fugui licked his face and sat down. Chen Shui's father also knew the virtues of Fugui, but it would be nice to have someone to drink with him, so he asked Chen Shuiniang to add a pair

Chopsticks.

Fugui threw a few beans into his mouth and said while chewing: "Uncle, what's the taste of just eating these beans? I think your chickens are quite fat, and they taste better together with the beans!" The old man said with a smile:

"That's not possible, they are laying eggs! They are all precious eggs! I am not willing to kill them even during the Chinese New Year."

Fugui took a few sips of wine and said, "Hey! If you are reluctant to kill, one day I will let you go!"

The old man was frightened when he heard this. He knew that this rich man was really capable of doing this. Maybe he came here tonight just to give him a slap in the face.

The old man said with a smile: "My nephew, rich cousin, don't scare me. Your parents and I were good people back then, and we were still relatives! Look, my uncle's family is so poor that they only have a few chickens..."

Fugui interrupted him angrily and said: "Okay, okay, you are so poor that you still have chickens, and I am so damn poor that I don't even have chicken feathers!" The old man couldn't do anything when he saw Fugui's unreasonable behavior.

He said: "My cousin, they say that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Your parents' family property back then..." "Don't talk to me about my parents. They are all gone and there is nothing left for me."

"Fugui blushed and shouted at the old man.

The old man smiled: "No way, cousin, as far as I know, there were a lot of things in the coffin on the day your parents were buried, right?" Fugui jumped up from his stool and pointed tremblingly.

The old man said: "You, you, say it again? Say it again?"

The old man snorted and said, "Why don't you know? Hey! Maybe you were young at the time and your eldest brother and your sister didn't tell you!"

Fugui quickly pulled the old man's sleeve and said: "Uncle, please tell me clearly, I really don't know!" The old man said: "I and many people helped arrange the funeral of your parents. What I saw by accident is absolutely true.

Indeed, several old people in the village know it."

Fugui slammed the table, and the old man trembled in fright, "I didn't spread the word. Your parents and I are good friends, and I haven't mentioned this to anyone." Fugui giggled happily.

As if he had suddenly lost his mind, Lewan cried again and said: "That's great, my parents are worthy of me!" After saying that, he took a sip of wine and left in a hurry.

At this time, Chen Shuiniang came over. She looked at Fugui's back and said, "Old man, why are you telling him this? What if this naughty kid... what if..." The old man smiled nonchalantly and said, "Then I can still control him.

As long as he doesn't come and steal my chicken, besides, what's buried in the grave is his family's belongings. If the living people don't use them, what's the use of giving them to the dead?"

That night, Fugui ran home and learned this from his wife. The couple, obsessed with money, unanimously decided to dig the graves of his parents.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. Fugui secretly took a shovel and went to the cemetery behind the village. He was very nervous along the way, fearing that someone would see him and that he would bump into something. It was already cold, which made him feel all over.

Trembling, his upper and lower teeth were chattering, he kept looking around and looking around, and his whole body's nerves were stretched to the extreme. He felt that every minute seemed as slow as an hour.

When he walked into the grove of the cemetery, the light suddenly dimmed. Every step he took, the dry leaves under his feet made a loud crunching sound. In the dead silence of the night, the sound was particularly harsh. The rich and noble relaxed.

He didn't even dare to take a breath, so he kept walking forward. He heard an ouch, as if he tripped over something, and he couldn't help but flutter forward. He happened to hit a mound of dirt and hit his head on a rock.

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He covered his head and looked up, "Oh my God!" A ray of pale moonlight shined through the gap between the trees and happened to shine on the stone. On the stone were clearly written the words "The Tomb of So-and-So".

The hairs all over Fugui's body stood up as soon as the ground was brushed. He jumped off the mound and really wanted to turn around and run away. But at this moment, a cry of "Woo!" came from behind, and Fugui was so scared that he collapsed on the mound.

Later, my legs became weak again. I wanted to cry but I couldn't. I wanted to run but I couldn't. My heart was pounding like a drum.

Hearing the swishing sound nearby, Fugui braved the situation and quietly poked his head out to take a look. An even weirder scene made Fugui finally urinate.

On the grave not far away, there was a furry thing standing on the tombstone, about the same size as a civet cat, with two eyes shining green at night. She was holding a white ball in her hand.

He raised it upright above his head, clasped his hands, and faced the moon.

This strange scene made Fugui want to faint, but he didn't want to. The more he wanted to faint, the clearer his mind became, and the more sober he became, the more scared he became.

Next to that thing, I saw several smaller ones swishing around, and they all followed the same example and bowed to the moon.

Fugui saw it clearly. They were a group of weasels. Yes, they were weasels. Look at the weasel squatting on the stone monument. There was some kind of ball on top of its head. It was obviously the skull of a dead man.

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Moreover, Fugui also saw clearly that those gangsters were squatting on the graves of his father and mother. Fugui didn't dare to look any further, so he ran to the village dragging the shovel while peeing. He fell down countless times along the way.

I didn't know it was hurting, so my only thought was to run back to the village.

He went home and lay there with his eyes closed for three days. His wife knew that she had done something wrong and did not dare to see a doctor. When Fugui came to his senses, the first thing he thought of was Chen Shui's father, and he thought to himself: "This
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