I still remember the countryside when I was a child, the civil houses, the dim lights, the big trees in front of the door at night, with the swing of the wind, in the silent night will always make people shudder, today I will tell you a story told by an old man at home, don't be afraid, look down.
When I was a child, there was a family in the village who wanted to build a new house on a graveyard, and needed to move away the small earthen graves, after digging, I went into the tomb with a few friends, picked up a lot of hemp money, and when I came back, I was trained by my grandmother fiercely, and then told us such a story.
Grandma said that when she was a child, her grandfather died, on the day of the funeral, the elders had to let the children look at the elders in the coffin, and when she looked, the grandfather in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her in a daze, when he was still young, he didn't take it seriously, and then the next night after the burial, she dreamed of her grandfather, the grandfather said that he missed her, while stroking his head, at that time she was frightened, wanted to wake up, but there were thousands of pounds of weight pressed on her body, no matter how to struggle, there was no way, and finally cried out loud, Only to wake up.
After a few days, Grandpa's first seven, at night in the second uncle's house to play home late, at that time in the countryside, a night is really not able to see the five fingers, can only use the faint moonlight to go home, almost to the door of the house, vaguely see an old man knocking on their own door, the action is mechanically fixed, can not say the strange, wait until she looked closely, saw a scene that this life can not forget, the old man who knocked on the door slowly turned his head, into her eyes, is the grandfather who has been buried for seven days, and then beckoned to her, At that time, I screamed in fright, and when I woke up to the next morning, I quickly told my parents when I woke up, and the family went to my grandfather's grave to burn paper and prostrate my head, and I never encountered such a thing since then, of course, I did not return home in the evening.
After many years of returning to my hometown, I can still hear all kinds of strange things in the countryside from the mouths of the elderly figures, although the science has developed to today, but some things really can't be explained, such as the drama class blowing and singing in the field for a night, the erhu can't sound, what strange things around you, welcome to share!