I was startled by this sudden scene and stared fixedly at my grandfather's hand, feeling a little uneasy. Isn't my grandfather already dead? Why did your hand move?
It's hard to say that Grandpa has done the opposite (what we mean by fake corpses there). And now Grandpa's face has become even more ferocious.
Grandma quickly tried to break Grandpa's hand with her hands, but she couldn't move it no matter what, and Grandpa's strength was very strong, causing a pain in my wrist.
Grandpa, who is already dead, how could such a reaction suddenly occur? A chill rose behind me, and I quickly helped my grandmother break my grandfather's hand together.
Grandma, I can't break it
After a moment, I noticed that my grandfather's hand was tightly held, and his body was still cold and stiff. I immediately looked at my grandmother and said.
Grandma's face also darkened, and she began to rub her grandfather's hands to ease the stiff muscles.
But after working on it for a long time, there was still no effect. My grandfather's hand was still holding me tightly, and I saw that my wrist seemed to be starting to bruise.
Seeing this, the grandmother was also anxious, and tears immediately flowed down her face as she slapped her grandfather.
You're an old man. Just leave by yourself and do that with your child? Don't let go quickly, or I'll go down and find you now
As soon as my grandmother's words fell, I was surprised that my grandfather's hand had let go.
While my heart was filled with shock, I quickly told my grandmother that my grandfather had let go of his hand. My grandmother glanced at me and didn't say much. She asked me to quickly go out and change clothes to call Mr. Liang.
I changed into a new outfit and went out to fetch water to wash my face.
However, as I walked to the door holding the basin, I was completely stunned because I found that the entire yard outside the door was covered in footprints.
These footprints look a bit messy, as if someone is constantly walking back and forth, but upon closer inspection, I find that they are a bit strange, and I can't say exactly what they are.
I followed the footprints and found that they extended to the window of my room, where there were only a few footprints, as if the owner of these footprints had stood there for a long time before turning around and leaving.
And these footprints, which I didn't see when I flipped through the window before, have now appeared?
Seeing this, my heart couldn't help but shudder. Last night, I slept by the window, and something stood there watching me all night. Thinking about it, I felt a chill behind my back.
At this moment, the grandmother who came out of the room asked me why I was standing still? I pointed to the yard and asked grandma whose footprints were those?
Grandma frowned and walked over to me, glanced at the yard, and then looked at me irritably, "What are you talking about, silly kid? Where did the footprints come from in the yard
I was stunned by my grandmother's words, she couldn't see the footprints in the yard? I shook my head and temporarily put this matter aside, after all, it's important now.
After fixing myself, I went straight out and walked towards Mr. Liang's house. To be honest, my grandfather really has no backbone in this matter.
My father works outside all year round, and my grandmother has already informed him. I don't know when he will be able to get home. I ran all the way and when I arrived at Mr. Liang's house, I explained the situation directly.
Mr. Liang furrowed his brow slightly and murmured softly, "So fast
Mr. Liang's words made me slightly stunned. What does Mr. Liang mean by these words? Did he already know that something might happen to our family?
But before I could ask anything, Mr. Liang greeted me directly and asked me to wait for a while. He went to pack his things, and I nodded. Soon, Mr. Liang came out and walked with me towards my house.
At the entrance of my yard, Mr. Liang suddenly paused. I saw his eyes fixed on the inside of the yard, with a solemn expression in his eyes.
There was no expression on the slightly wrinkled face, and I quickly asked Mr. Liang what was wrong? Mr. Liang shook his head and then said to me.
Follow my footsteps later, don't go wrong
Upon hearing these words, I was immediately surprised. How did I feel that Mr. Liang had seen the footprints in the yard? But now Mr. Liang was startled and walked towards the front, with me following behind him.
Sure enough, I found that the place where Mr. Liang walked was exactly where there were no strange footprints. I am more certain of my thoughts in my heart.
Mr. Liang rushed straight into his grandfather's room, and when he saw his grandfather, who had already been cleaned up, and his grandfather's fierce and lifeless appearance, Mr. Liang spoke out directly.
You can't dress like this, sister-in-law. Where are the clothes
After speaking, Mr. Liang turned his head and asked his grandmother, which made her stunned. Grandma asked Mr. Liang what clothes he was wearing?
Mr. Liang continued speaking, "The shroud, the shroud for the child to wear
I quickly reacted and said that the shroud was in my room. Mr. Liang asked me to go and get it quickly. I nodded and walked out of the room, but my heart was filled with endless confusion.
How do I feel that Mr. Liang seems to know everything, and when my grandfather had an accident, my grandmother was the first to ask me to find Mr. Liang, the tailor, instead of Mr. Yin Yang, who arranged the burial site for people?
In confusion, I brought the strange shroud and handed it to Mr. Liang, who quickly helped me and my grandmother take off my grandfather's shroud and put it on.
If I was confused before, then now I completely don't understand what Mr. Liang is trying to do. Grandpa was in his seventies or eighties, and he passed away at such an age. He had to wear more than ten funeral clothes inside and outside.
Why are you standing there, child? Hurry up and come help
Grandma's voice came through, and I quickly went up to help. I changed Grandpa's shroud, and then Mr. Liang walked up to him, covering his eyes with one hand. I saw Mr. Liang's mouth move, as if he had said something.
When Mr. Liang let go of his hand, I unexpectedly found that my grandfather's eyes, which were tightly open, had closed.
At this moment, Mr. Liang brought yellow paper and covered his grandfather's face. I know this is called covering the corpse's face, not allowing the deceased to see the secular world again, avoiding any attachment and refusing to leave.
After finishing, Mr. Liang turned his head and told his grandmother that it was time to set off firecrackers. Setting off firecrackers may not necessarily bring joy, but in such a situation, it could be considered as asking the heavens and the earth, notifying the neighbors that someone had passed away.
After setting off the cannon fire, people from the village came one after another in a short time. They were all somewhat reluctant to accept their grandfather's passing, but still helped to get things done.
When I put my grandfather in the coffin, I noticed that the footprints in the yard were still there, but it seemed like everyone who came didn't notice them. Moreover, those footprints were so conspicuous in the yard that people coming and going couldn't get rid of them.
Child, can you see those things
Suddenly, a low voice came from behind me, which startled me. I turned around and saw Mr. Liang standing behind me.
I nodded and knew without questioning that the things Mr. Liang said were naturally footprints in the yard. At this point, I also asked Mr. Liang why they couldn't see them?
Mr. Liang took a long breath and said, "There are some things that not everyone can see
I asked Mr. Liang again, who left these footprints? Mr. Liang shook his head and said, 'Who knows?'? Then, Mr. Liang suddenly asked me to show him my hand, as if intentionally shifting the topic.
Before I could speak, Mr. Liang grabbed my right hand directly. There was the bruised mark on my wrist that my grandfather had scratched.
But at this moment, Mr. Liang stared fixedly at the bruised mark, his brow furrowed into the word 'chuan'.
Looking at Mr. Liang's appearance, I asked him what was wrong? Mr. Liang shook his head and said that he would accompany me on a vigil tonight, hoping that nothing would go wrong.
At night, Mr. Liang asked his grandmother to arrange for everyone to go home, even his grandmother had to sleep at someone else's house. Although everyone was strange, they still followed suit in the end.
After seeing everyone leave, Mr. Liang found a stool and sat in the main room, facing the door with a willow branch he had found during the day in his hand. Mr. Liang instructed me to guard my grandfather's coffin and keep an eye on the incense and soul lamps in front of it.
The light cannot be turned off, and the fragrance cannot be cut off.
Watching Mr. Liang's formation, my heart inexplicably became a bit uneasy until late at night, when I felt a bit drowsy. I shook my head, and now I couldn't make any mistakes.
I saw that the three sticks of incense in front of my grandfather's coffin were almost finished, so I stepped forward to continue them. However, just as I had inserted the three sticks of incense, two of the pillars actually broke.
My heart tightened as I watched this scene. Just as I was about to tell Mr. Liang, a loud bang suddenly came from outside.