I stared at Mrs. Liu, and my eyes began to become bloodshot.
"That's nonsense. You are the bad guy in your family. Who would be willing to deliver your mother's baby? Your mother was killed by you, the disaster star."
Mrs. Liu shouted loudly.
"Okay, let's stop arguing about the past."
The village chief Liu Sanxi stood up, then looked at me, frowned and said: "Chang Ming, your father did die outside the village. According to our customs here, you are not allowed to enter the village, and you can only set up a mourning hall outside.
, but you don’t have to worry about the funeral, everyone will help organize it.”
"Our family won't get involved? You have to help yourself. Leave your son and we'll go back."
As Mrs. Liu said this, she directly greeted her son Liu Xicheng and went home.
Others also left one after another, and in the end only a few people helped build a simple mourning hall outside the village, then spread it with wheat straw and placed my father's body on it.
Then everyone went back, and in the end I was the only one left to keep vigil.
It was already late at night, and the mourning hall was dark, with not even any incense or candles.
I had no choice but to run home again in the dark, bring back some incense and candles, and put some incense sticks on my dad.
The candles in the mourning hall flickered on and off. After all, I was not old, so I still felt a little scared to be alone in the mourning hall.
In addition, all the clothes on my body were soaked and I was shivering from the cold, so I had to go to the roadside to pick up some dry firewood, come back, and lit a bonfire in the mourning hall, which finally made me feel better.
As time passed by, this night was destined to be extremely difficult for me.
The dogs in the village started barking again, barking like crazy.
I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly heard the dull sound of footsteps coming from behind the mourning hall, as well as the faint sound of painful moans.
I quickly ran to the back of the mourning hall to take a look, but found nothing.
Now I suddenly felt a little creepy.
It felt like my dad came to see me.
Even though it was my dad, I was still scared when I thought of him coming back to see me in this way.
Later, there were a lot of movements outside the mourning hall, and I even heard the sound of someone talking, but I never dared to go out again. I could only huddle by the bonfire and stare at my dad's body with wide eyes.
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In this way, the night finally passed.
The sky in the east began to turn white, and then the white spot gradually became larger. Finally, the red sun rose in the east, and the sky became completely bright.
People from the village came to the mourning hall one after another, and the village chief also came and began to help with my father's funeral arrangements.
But at this moment, someone from the other side of the reservoir suddenly exclaimed, and then everyone ran over.
I also followed over and took a look. Unexpectedly, there were two corpses floating in the reservoir, and the water turned red, as if it was dyed red by blood.
The villagers gathered around the reservoir and watched for a long time, but no one dared to go down to retrieve the body. Finally, the village chief Liu Sanxi called two brave young people to go down and retrieve the body.
As a result, when the villagers saw the corpse, their faces all turned pale on the spot.
The deceased were Mrs. Liu and her son Liu Xicheng.
It was very strange that these two people died in the reservoir. The key point was that there was no good piece of flesh on their bodies except their faces.
It looked like it had been eaten by something. It was covered in blood, and even bones were exposed in some places.
Children in the village of this reservoir often bathe and swim in it. Everyone knows that apart from the depth of the water, there are no other dangers, and there are no things that can eat people.
Therefore, there is simply no way to explain the phenomenon of Mrs. Liu and Liu Xicheng.
In addition, rural people are more superstitious, so the theory that Mrs. Liu and Liu Xicheng were eaten by evil spirits soon spread.
Of course, some people say that after my father died, he came to take revenge on Mrs. Liu.
I prefer the latter on this one.
Mrs. Liu killed my mother, and my father endured it for eighteen years, but after his death he took revenge.
Thinking about the movements and sounds coming from behind the mourning hall last night, I became even more sure of this guess.
However, this is a superstitious statement after all. The deaths of Mrs. Liu and Liu Xicheng were so strange that the people in the village did not dare to deal with them hastily, so in the end they had to call the police first.
But in this case, even if the police came, they could not find out the reason. In the end, they had to surround the reservoir with barbed wire and prohibit people from entering the water.
As for the funerals of Mrs. Liu and Liu Xicheng, of course they still have to be handled by people in the village.
As a result, two more mourning halls soon opened at the entrance of the village.
At this time, the village chief Liu Sanxi suddenly came to me and said with a little embarrassment: "Changming, if you go to town to buy this coffin, it will cost a lot of money. In my opinion, you should wrap it up in a mat and bury it.
Forget it, after all, death is like a lamp going out, so those are all empty."
The implication is that the people in the village can help dig a hole and bury the body, but if everyone is required to pool money to buy a coffin, then no one will be willing to do it.
In fact, I can understand this. If we are not relatives, there is really no need for people to raise money to buy my dad a coffin.
The only problem is that our family is so poor that we can't even afford a coffin.
But if I wrapped my father in a mat and buried him, I would definitely feel guilty.
But these days I can't sell myself to bury my father.
Just when I was in a dilemma, the roar of cars suddenly came from outside the village, and then several black cars drove to the entrance of the village in a hurry.
Although I don't know the car brands, I can still tell that these cars are obviously very expensive, which is what everyone often calls luxury cars.
The car door opened, and an energetic old man in a Tang suit quickly got out of the lead car.
The old man was about sixty years old. He was holding a dragon-head crutch in his hand and wearing a pair of sunglasses. He looked like a wealthy man.
Then another elegant girl in a white dress got out of the car.
The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was very good-looking, with fair skin, delicate facial features, and a pair of big, sparkling eyes. She looked around curiously.
Her small and exquisite lips murmured slightly, seeming a little unhappy, and her hands carefully held up the hem of her skirt, for fear of getting the dirt on the ground.
But the white canvas shoes on my feet could not escape the ravages of the country roads.
I was in a period of youth and ignorance at that time, so as soon as I saw this girl, I was immediately attracted to her.
In fact, it's not because of anything else, I just think she's pretty, prettier than any other girl in the village.
At that time, I never dreamed that she would soon become my wife.
"Rou'er, come with me."
After the old man got out of the car, he glanced around and quickly locked his eyes on me.
Then he called the girl again, and then walked straight towards me.
At this time, all the people in the village gathered around and looked at them curiously. No one knew what the rich people in this city were doing suddenly coming to our village.
"May I have your name?"
The old man came closer, looked at my face carefully, and then started to ask me.
I didn't know at that time that he was actually looking at my face, not my appearance.
"Lai Changming."
I glanced at the girl next to me called Rou'er and said with a slight sense of inferiority.
This is a common problem among men, especially in front of the girl you like. Poverty will make you feel inferior.
"Changming? What a good name."
The old man nodded, then smiled slightly and said: "I am a fortune teller from Jiangcheng. People like to call me Chen Wuye. You can also call me Grandpa Chen."
As he spoke, he glanced at the girl next to him and introduced, "This is my granddaughter, Chen Yurou."
As soon as I heard this, I quickly and subconsciously shouted, "Grandpa Chen."
It feels like, as long as I call her the right person, he can marry his granddaughter to me.
Although I know this is purely my own personal opinion, I still called it that.
When Master Chen Wu heard this title, a kind smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Then he nodded at me and said: "I won't beat around the bush. Frankly speaking, I'm here to propose marriage to my granddaughter, because I've done a fortune telling for her before, and her horoscopes are the most compatible with yours.
If you can agree to this marriage, you can make any requests you have."
As soon as I heard this, I was stunned.
It's not because of this sudden marriage, but because what my dad told me before actually happened.