Flutter Flutter (micro novel)

When I was a child, my home was in the countryside, when the old people were idle, they would tell stories to the children, and most of the content of the stories were ghosts, immortals, and gods, which frightened our children into thinking that there was something behind them in the dark sky, and those who were stunned in their hearts did not dare to go out.

Once in a while, in the evening, the sky has been wiped black, go to the vegetable field to pluck onions, and I am really afraid of what is coming, which scares me almost to scatter -

In the summer of the age of six, dinner was boiled millet porridge without vegetables, not even a little pickle, my father worked in the pharmacy of the township health center, the whole big pharmacy was on his own, the road was far away from the pharmacy, and the pharmacy could not go home at night, the mother was busy in the field for a day, and when I went home, I had to manage our brothers' two naughty bags, very tired! Too lazy to go to the vegetable patch to pull vegetables.

At that time, the countryside was very poor, basically what they grew and ate.

My mother was very diligent and worked alone on 20 acres of land. My home reserved land in front of the loess mountain in front of the house, called "loess pit" place, planted with melons, beans, green onions and other kinds of vegetables, usually eat vegetables is not lacking, but also often left and right neighbors to send some, self-reserved land is not too far from home, cut a short road about a mile, but there is no road, you need to pass through the field of the stick (corn) field.

There is a large cemetery under the tiangeng, which belongs to the Zhang family in the neighboring village, and the cemetery is overgrown with artemisia grass, with tall and thick willow trees and poplar trees, surrounded by tall sticks, which seem isolated and eerie, and children are stunned even if they pass by during the day.

But that day, somehow, I was born timid, so I pulled my legs and ran to the vegetable field, plucked the onions and came back to eat them with salt. When I went, I might be hungry and strange, and the sky was still bright, so I didn't care much about the graveyard.

When I came back from pulling out the green onions and passing by the cemetery again, the sky was dark, only the sky on the far mountain top was slightly brighter, the vision became blurred, the sticks became black, the sticks and leaves rattled, it was very mad, the graveyard under the field was faint, the leaves of the big trees were shaking, and the artemisia grass that was more than half a person tall was like a big black cloth that spread out, hula, whining, adding to the horror, they were like a group of ghosts waving their sleeves, swinging their claws, twisting and squeezing at me from all directions. I walked on the field waist, my eyes staring hard at my feet, my heart was afraid, the ghost filled the whole head, the whole body of sweat and hair stood up, and the slightest noise frightened me enough, stopped listening and refused to move forward. The more frightened, the more uncontrollable the eyes, the more they can't help but look down at the graveyard... I encourage myself in my heart, "There is no ghost, don't be afraid, it's all about scaring yourself."

Mom, there really are ghosts! After faintly seeing the contour of the grave bag, two strange black mallets were suddenly erected obliquely, accompanied by a popping sound, up and down, up and down, faint and faint, exactly the same as the "story of kicking ghosts" in the textbook. I was really frightened, I didn't dare to move again, subconsciously hugged the onion tightly, my body was about to lie on the field, and my eyes were wide but I looked at it in horror, afraid that I would be discovered by the ghost when I moved...

I don't know how much time has passed, in fact, it is only a few minutes, and the ghost is still like that, and it has not come out. Thankfully, I didn't come to catch me, I couldn't wait here to catch it, slowly straightened up a little bit and bent down, very carefully, little by little, began to try to move forward, did not dare to make a little movement, in short, could not collapse on the ground and wait for the "ghost" to catch.

Finally I was about to move up the hill, and when I saw the outline of my house, my heart relaxed a little, and I was no longer so afraid. Run, rush down to get home, just as I was about to rush, I remembered what my mother said, "There are no ghosts in the world, all people scare people."

Since there are no ghosts and I am going home again, what am I afraid of? I must have figured out what it was, or I would be a shadow in my heart for the rest of my life, so I was bold enough to think about it.

I wiped the sweat from my face and turned back resolutely. The two black mallets were out of sight, and the popping sound couldn't be heard... I plucked up the courage, took a deep breath, and wanted to go back and see what was going on? I want to kick out this thing that pretends to be a ghost like Mr. Lu Xun kicked a ghost.

Before I could take a heavy step, a black shadow appeared on the other side of the graveyard, a humanoid black shadow, walking toward the black mallet just now, the cat lowered down, and after a while it got up again, and came towards me, getting closer and closer, followed by a large black shadow, which was creepy.

"Two ghosts"?

Haha, of course not, it was the second uncle of the Ben family, leading a donkey.

Clever reader, you've already guessed what happened to those two black mallets and the popping sound?