I was brought up by my grandparents when I was a child. I don’t know why I often dreamed of ghosts. The elderly in the family always babbled that I had low fire eyes, and they took me to burn paper money to the Bodhisattva in the backyard. Take me to the funeral. The death of my grandfather was the only funeral that I attended completely after I remembered.
There is a custom in our hometown. If you die outside the door, the coffin is placed outside. If you die at the door, the coffin is placed at home so that the soul can find its own. body. But at that time, grandpa was about to enter the door, and fell down with the door frame. Grandma said that grandpa always wanted to go home, so let’s put it at home.
The day before Grandpa’s first seven days, I slept at school because of the mock exam. Then I had a dream. In the dream, I was chatting with my grandma at home. Suddenly my grandma’s phone rang at home. I answered, I took the phone to connect, and Grandpa’s voice came on the other end of the phone. He said softly: “I want to go home, I want to go home.” Then I smiled and asked, “It’s to pick you up.” Should the person go home or take your coffin home?” I was shocked when I said that, yes, grandpa has been buried!
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I turned to look at the place where he put the coffin before. The coffin was gone, but paper money and paper flowers were flying around by the wind. I heard someone calling My name then went blank before my eyes, and I woke up, and found that my classmate was waking me up.
Later, the day before, I had another dream in the evening. Grandma was washing dishes in the yard. I was standing to the left of Grandma. Grandpa was standing in front of Grandma’s right and looking at her smiling. , It seems that after a long time, Grandpa looked up at me and smiled, and then I woke up. I didn’t care at the time.
In July and a half of the next year, my parents and I went to my grandmother’s house. That night I had another dream. I dreamed that my grandpa told me that he had fireworks and he wanted to set them off. Look, then I woke up.
Going home the next day, my grandma asked me, did you come back last night? I said no, I just came back this morning.
Grandma looked puzzled and said, “I saw beautiful fireworks at your door last night. I thought it was you guys who came back, but I walked over and saw nothing. No, that’s weird.” Then grandma went home.