Cemetery, I get goosebumps all over my body when I think of the cemetery, because I have a bad memory in the cemetery, and this time the second sister is going to go there again! At this time, don't tell me that there are no ghosts and gods in the world, because when this happens, even when I am young, I feel that my worldview has been turned upside down. (You can find this site)

I'm afraid, I'm really afraid, but I can't stop, I can't give up my second sister, the graveyard feels like a dark deep hole in me, as long as my second sister runs in, she will be swallowed!

The second sister did run to the cemetery, and after chasing her for a while, I was already out of breath, so I watched her run into the mass grave in the village first.

In this mass grave, the village does not know how many people have been buried here for generations, I heard that during the Anti-Japanese War, there were many unknown people buried here, and on weekdays, if it was not for the grave to worship the ancestors, the people in the village would not have come here at all.

After the second sister ran into the mass grave, she stopped, and I also stopped out of breath behind her, about one or twenty meters away from her, and I really couldn't run.

Half-squatting, I gasped for breath, raised my head and just wanted to say something to the second sister, when I found that the second sister suddenly turned around.

I don't know if the wind blew away the clouds, or for some other reason, at this time there was already a hazy crescent moon hanging in the sky, because the clouds did not disperse, the moonlight was dewy, but even so, I could clearly see the face of the second sister who was not far from me.

The second sister's expression was weird, looking at me as if she was smiling, that look seemed to contain a lot of things, by no means the pure eyes of my simple second sister, in short, under the reflection of the moonlight, how terrible it was to be so terrible!

At this time, my parents also caught up, my mother half hugged me, my father didn't even have time to catch his breath, so he said to my second sister: "Xiaojuan, what are you doing at night?" Go back with Dad! ”

The second sister still had that expression, looking at my dad with a smile, just like looking at a stranger, and didn't speak.

My dad walked step by step, and as he walked, he shouted, "Xiaojuan, let's go, let's go home." ”

"Hahaha" The second sister suddenly laughed wildly, the voice was crazy and unfamiliar, as if she was laughing at how ridiculous my father's proposal was.

"Xiaojuan, what are you laughing at?" My mother has already cried, and my mother can't accept the second sister's appearance at all.

The second sister stopped laughing, looked at my father contemptuously, turned and moved again, this time she did not run, but crawled towards a large grave behind her, and soon climbed to the grave.

"You don't want to come here." The second sister who climbed the grave suddenly pointed to my father and said, the voice is very unfamiliar, it is not my second sister's voice at all.

"Xiaojuan, let's go home." How could my father listen at this time, he still insisted on walking towards the second sister.

"Hahaha" The second sister on the grave began to laugh wildly again, but then, she put her hand in her mouth and bit it hard, I don't know how hard it was, just bitten it for a while, and the blood flowed out of my second sister's wrist.

"Xiaojuan," my mom started crying.

"Don't mess with my daughter!" My dad almost roared in anger, but he didn't dare to move anymore.

Seeing that my father did not move, the second sister on the grave finally stopped biting her hand, she looked at my father again with that contemptuous look, and sat down on the grave, and then something even stranger happened.

My second sister, she actually sat on the grave and started singing!

The second sister of "Good Day Beauty-Nai-Tian" is completely immersed in her own world, and she sings so devotedly, but her voice is ethereal, and there is a feeling of not being implemented, which makes people feel creepy when she listens.

I really don't know what opera to enjoy, but I simply feel that in such an environment, sitting on the grave, no matter what my second sister sings, it will make people who see it have nightmares.

The second sister continued to sing like this, and my parents and I had to guard below.

I feel distressed and helpless, and I am afraid, but I don't dare to move half a step, even when I am a child, I am sad as long as I think of leaving my second sister here alone to sing, let alone my parents?

We can only guard!

The cold wind in the night is blowing for a while, the hair moon comes and goes, the second sister sings so devotedly, and sometimes she will stand up and make one or two movements, where do we care about the sadness in our hearts standing in the cemetery?

When the day finally dawned, and the rooster in the village finally made its first crowing, the second sister stopped singing, and she looked at us with an indescribable look, and suddenly fainted on the grave.

At this time, we were like a string that was tightened, and finally relaxed, we all exhaled a long breath, my mother even sat on the ground with my buttocks, and stood still all night guarding the second sister, my mother's legs were numb, and she had been supported by willpower.

My dad was no better, he moved his hands and feet vigorously, and when he came to his senses, he got bold enough to approach the grave where my second sister was sitting, pulled down the second sister, put it on her back and began to walk, and my mother and I saw it and quickly followed.

The second sister has been unconscious on my father's back, and my mother touched my second sister in distress, and her body was as cold as if she had been soaked in cold water just now, which reminded her of the feeling of touching the widow of Zhou back then, and her heart was hurt, and she began to cry again.

On the way, I met Wang Laohan from the village, he saw our family, came over with a somewhat ugly face and asked, "What's wrong with your second sister?" ”

My parents didn't know what they were talking about, and I didn't know how to deal with it, so I just kept silent.

The old man didn't seem to care too much about this, and after listening to my parents for a while, he politely said that he should pay attention to the child's medical treatment, and said to my father with an extremely ugly face: "Lao Chen, I kept vigil in the field last night, and it was not very stable." ”

"What's wrong?" My dad actually didn't want to listen to him, he was worried about his second sister, and his mouth was very perfunctory.

But Wang Laohan really wanted to find someone to talk to, and he didn't care about my father's perfunctory, and said directly: "Since the middle of last night, I have been hearing a woman singing, and the voice is cold, like a ghost, it scares me to death!" Lao Chen, did you hear that? ”

Hearing Wang Laohan say this, our family felt a 'chuckle' in our hearts at the same time, and my father hurriedly said that he didn't hear it, and then comforted Wang Laohan and carried my second sister home.

When we got home, the eldest sister had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for us, and seeing her red eyes, we knew that the eldest sister had not slept all night.

Later, I learned that my shout last night woke up my eldest sister, and she was originally going to come with her, but my father stopped her and asked her to guard the house, and she was also worried all night.

Seeing my dad coming back with my second sister on his back, my eldest sister asked very worriedly, "Dad, what's wrong with my second sister?" ”

My dad sighed and didn't answer, my mom went to close the yard door, and it took a long time to say, "I'll talk about it later." ”

Then my mother instructed my eldest sister to get hot water, and together we scrubbed the second sister's whole body, and then my father carried my second sister to the bed, covered her with a thick quilt, and the breakfast was cold there, and no one had the heart to eat.

In the end, it was my father who snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and said heavily: "I'm going to the countryside, it's time to find Master Jiang." ”

My eldest sister and I were so confused that we couldn't help asking, "Which one is Master Jiang?" But he received no answer.

My dad went to the countryside that morning, with cigarettes and alcohol in his hand, which was given to my dad by other people's favors, and my dad was reluctant to enjoy it himself, which came in handy!

In 74, with the development of the times, the township ZF office in the township was also installed with a telephone, and my dad knew, so he didn't have to go to town so troublesomely.

My mother and I went with me, my mother was to ask for leave for the three children, my second sister must not be able to go to school, my eldest sister will stay at home today to take care of the second sister, as for me, my father said inexplicably: "Master Jiang may be the most happy to hear the voice of the third child." ”

I really don't know who Master Jiang is, and I don't understand why he is happy to hear my voice, but at this time, I won't make trouble for my father, even if I think about it, I don't ask anything.

When I arrived at the countryside, my dad found an acquaintance in the countryside to accompany him, and without much effort, he gave some gifts, and then got the right to use the telephone, and took out a piece of paper that looked very old from his trouser pocket, and my dad handed it to the person who helped in the office, and said, "Just ask the comrade to help me make this call." ”

That hand-cranked phone seemed so mysterious to my dad, he didn't know how to use it, and it would be great if someone else could help make a call.

The man looked at the piece of paper and asked in shock, "Can't you see that you still have relatives in Beijing?" ”

Beijing? My dad was stunned, he couldn't have imagined that the phone number copied to him by Old Man Jiang turned out to be from Beijing! At that time, where could the common people understand the phone number?

Old man Jiang became more and more mysterious in my father's eyes.