My hometown is in a very old town. The old streets are basically buildings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, with wooden structures. And the buildings at that time usually had a large lobby, which is what is called a living room today.

.The old house originally had insufficient light, and as it ages, it has become dark and damp. My third aunt’s house is like this. My little niece loves to cry when she is born, especially when she passes by the lobby. She cries even more. Why?

She couldn't be coaxed. At first, everyone thought it was a normal behavior of a baby and ignored her. Later, as she got older, they found that she would often look at one place and cry. After crying twice, she would desperately want someone to take her away.

The adults just thought she didn't like the darkness in the house. The first time the family noticed something was wrong was when she was over two years old and could speak.

One day, my uncle carried her through the lobby. She looked at the corner of the beam and said timidly: "Grandpa, look, look, her eyes are so scary~~~~~" But my uncle turned around

Looking, there was nothing. But she still pointed in that direction vigorously. From then on, every time she passed there, she would point to that place and say to people: "Look! Look! Her eyes are so scary~~

~~"Later I heard from my third aunt that there was a girl in their family who saw a woman in red clothes more than once, and what my niece saw now might be the same one. She probably invited someone to the house later.
Chapter completed!