People living in the north, especially the older generations, must have heard the story of ghosts hitting the wall. My grandfather experienced it.
It was when my grandfather was fifteen or sixteen years old. Because of the death of both parents since childhood, grandfather and brother third were brought up by a distant uncle. At that time, the people were all poor. Uncle Yuanfang said when his grandfather was older, he said, “Wang’er, my uncle has this ability. You have to find a way to eat and marry a wife.” So my grandfather came down to the neighboring village at the recommendation of Uncle Yuanfang to carry the brick kiln and burn the brick. To get home from the clay brick kiln, you have to go through two flood drains, then pass a slope where bricks are used to borrow soil, and finally pass through a saline soil overgrown with reeds to get home. The incident happened in the middle of the slope where the bricks were burned and the soil was taken from the land and the land overgrown with reeds.
Let’s talk about Grandpa riding an old-fashioned 28th car, walking alone on the road. At that time, the sky said it was dark or dark, or it was bright. The clouds in the sky were shallow and thin, and the moon occasionally showed his head. , But it was soon covered up again, and the wind was intermittent. Anyway, it was the cool breeze at night, you know. When Grandpa walked through a ridge to the reed land on a normal path, it happened. Normally, although the sheep intestine trail in the reed field is tortuous, it is sure to be able to get out after 20 minutes. At that time, there were no timekeeping things such as watches, so I can only estimate by myself. Grandpa was not in a hurry at first, and slowly drove forward. The young boy was full of strength, so he walked for a few hours, only to see that the moon was still in the middle of the sky, and slowly ran behind him. went. Grandpa was also wondering that he had been home long ago by the normal time, why he hasn’t arrived yet today. My stomach gradually became hungry. Grandpa took a sip of water in the ditch on the side of the road and began to wonder, did he encounter the legendary ghost hit the wall? Grandpa heard from the older generations, don’t be afraid when a ghost hits a wall. The little ghost is just teasing people. The little ghost is happy, or when the day breaks, the little ghost will leave naturally. My grandfather is also young, and I think little devil, if you are happy to play, I will play with you to see if you are tired from playing first or if I am tired from riding a bike first. Grandpa started to ride again. How long the road was without repetition, Grandpa used the reed pole to tie marks at the corners he thought, but the mark was gone again. Grandpa rode and rode, sweating on his body, and before he went out, he threw the twenty-eight to the side of the ditch angrily, clasped his fists in both hands, all heroes and boys, all of you raised your hands! It’s strange to say that there seems to be something like an answer, the reed shook with a clatter, and the moon was no longer obscured.
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My grandfather rested for a while by the watering ditch. He was sweating. He looked at the moon brightly, and said that he could see the road clearly now. It is to continue to ride on the car and move forward. The car pedaled a few times, and the road ahead flashed, only to see a familiar fork in the road. Grandpa stepped forward a few more times, and saw the familiar village in front of him, especially the few birds that lived on the big willow tree at the entrance of the village, who were already flying around looking for food.
When it reached the entrance of the village, the sky was purple and a little brighter.