When you were young, there was often something called Soul. So-called Soul is also a thing that you often encounter in rural areas. One time it happened to your younger brother. I still feel a little frightened now.
It was a fall season and every family was busy with the autumn harvest. My brother and I worked in the field. There is an oak forest on the edge of our house, where there are several lonely graves. Because the current graves are buried in Xiling, these are the graves in Dongling. We used to bet often, who dare to run to the tomb and so on. Because the education received is atheistic. So don’t feel scared.
As it got darker, my father went home and sent a cart of peanuts first. My mother also went home to cook, and we left two brothers in the field.
In fact, that place is not far from Heiyu Bay, and we have nothing to fear. Because I was bold since I was a kid, and I didn’t feel so scared. But the younger brother has always been afraid of darkness, and the night gradually covered the earth, but the father has not returned. It’s almost nine o’clock at night.
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At this time, I saw a few sparks at the edge of the grave. I remember that the teacher said that this was a phosphor fire, and the village’s saying was a ghost fire. The younger brother doesn’t know what it is, and he said what is it? I said nothing. Phosphorus fire!
The younger brother said, “Look, there is a man sitting on the grave over there?” Smoking, but I haven’t seen anyone for a long time. At this time a badger ran out violently and went to the distance, brother, ah! Shouted! May be scared.
At this time, I saw my father rushing to the scooter pulled by the donkey.
We installed the peanuts and we went home. When we came home, it was already over 10 pm. I hurried to dinner and went to bed. Because I woke up at more than 5 in the morning. In fact, the main reason why I don’t stay in my hometown now is that I’m afraid of the farm work in the field. At that time, Hou’s main idea was that I didn’t dare to do any farm work.
But when I got up the next morning, my brother caught a cold and talked nonsense with high fever. The scared mother hurried to the barefoot doctor in the village. The doctor measured his temperature and said that he had a high fever and needed an injection. I was with my younger brother at home, and the specific situation at that time was a bit vague now. I remember that my brother said something out of bounds.
But even a needle that has been three days old is not good. Grandma said it wouldn’t be scared? Or have you lost your soul? My mother said it was possible, she tied an egg with a red string, cooked it in the fire, and gave it to her brother. But it’s not good to eat. I still don’t understand why I use red string to cook eggs. Ask my mother that everyone said so.