I spent my childhood in the countryside and encountered a strange thing when I was in middle school.
That night, I was busy with the high school entrance examination, and I didn't sleep until midnight Xi studying. When I had just laid down for a short time, I suddenly felt the wind blowing outside, which made the window sash creak.
Then there was a 'da, da' sound, the same as the sound of grandma's shoes rubbing against the floor when she walked, followed by the sound of the kitchen door crane being opened. After a while, the door was closed again. My parents were tired all day, and they slept soundly at this time, and they were not awakened, only I could hear clearly. I was too tired from staying up late to go out to see what was going on, so I just listened quietly to the noise outside.
Judging by the flurry of voices, it was a person who entered the kitchen and left. I guess my grandmother was hungry and went to the kitchen to find something to eat, but she didn't say anything, and a wave of sleepiness hit me, and I fell asleep.
As soon as the morning dawned, my mother went to the kitchen to cook and found that the whole chicken for the New Year was gone. At that time, my family was not wealthy, and a chicken could serve guests twice. Except for me, a child who is greedy and occasionally steals a bite, adults are reluctant to eat, so my mother shouted and asked me: "Chun'er, did you steal chicken?"
I shook my head like a rattle and said, "It's not me who eats, it's ......" I wanted to say that my grandmother ate it, but I was afraid that my mother and grandmother would fight, so I swallowed it back.
My mother knew that I never lied, she believed that I didn't eat it, and thought that it was an outsider who stole it, and she was very angry, and when my mother was about to scold the chicken thief, my grandmother walked in, and she said that she had stolen the chicken.
I listened to my grandmother's words and remembered the sound of 'da-da' walking last night, so I echoed beside me: "Mom, don't be angry, it's grandma who eats, I did hear grandma walking at night." ”
When my mother heard that her mother-in-law had eaten the chicken, she swallowed it, but she couldn't believe that an old man could eat an entire chicken.
A few years later, my grandmother died. One night, I heard the sound of walking in the courtyard again, exactly the same sound as the sound my grandmother made when she walked, but my grandmother was no longer there, so how could there be such a sound?
This time, I woke up my parents, and they also found it strange. I wanted to go out to see what was going on, but my parents were afraid that I would see 'dirty' things that I shouldn't see, so they stopped me, and everyone listened quietly, and no one went out.
The next day, I went to the kitchen with my parents, and we were surprised to find two dead mallards on the kitchen floor, and following the blood stains of the ducks, we traced them all the way to the gate, and found a pair of old man's shoes not far from the gate. This incident reminds us of the chicken that was lost in the kitchen a few years ago.
Dad said, "Actually, I don't believe that the chicken I lost a few years ago was eaten by your grandmother, because your grandmother doesn't like chicken." She knows that your mother has a quick temper, and she is afraid that she will be angry for a while, swear some swearing, and offend anyone, so she will admit that she ate it. ”
I was surprised and asked, "Is there anyone else in this courtyard besides our family?"
Mom and Dad couldn't explain it, and there was an old lady in her nineties in the neighborhood who heard about it and said to us: "Animals like weasels and foxes are very spiritual, and in order not to alarm the owner of the house, they can imitate people walking and make people mistakenly think that they are human." The chicken you lost a few years ago was probably stolen by a weasel after wearing the old man's shoes, wanting to feed the hungry cubs, and when the cubs grow up, they will come to your house to send wild ducks to repay the favor. ”
I was puzzled and asked, "If the weasel was afraid of finding out when he stole a chicken for the first time, he deliberately wore grandma's shoes, but grandma died, why did he wear grandma's shoes to send wild ducks?"
The old man smiled and said, "I think it is not only here to repay the favor, but also to dispel your misunderstanding that your grandmother eats chicken." Sometimes, they're smarter than people!"
It's been many years since I told it to let more people know that many animals are very spiritual, and if we treat them well, they will be good to us.