This article is the 60th issue of "Folk Tales". Friends who like to read folk tales, remember to come here often! Author: Xiao Ye Ye Tells Story Today I will tell you an old story about "the old woman giving her son away". The story happened in the mid-1980s. I heard it from the

This article is the 60th issue of " Folktales ". Friends who like to read folktales, remember to come here often!

Author: Little Leaf Storytelling

Today I will tell you an old story about "the old woman giving her son away". The story happened in the mid-1980s. I heard it from the elders. The plot is a bit bizarre, but the moral of the story is also positive energy. : Do more good deeds and you will be rewarded!

Without further ado, the folk tale begins:

According to the elder, his hometown is in a small village on the mountainside. The village is very remote and backward. The people in the village are farmers. They grow some food on the mountains and at the foot of the mountains to make a living.

There is a family named Zhang in their village. The head of the family is called "Master Zhang". He has three children, two of whom are daughters and the youngest is a son. It’s inconvenient to reveal his name, so let’s call him “Zhang San”!

Zhang San has been married for two years, but her wife’s belly has not moved. Zhang San was not in a hurry, but Mr. Zhang and his wife were anxious to hold their grandson. Seeing that their daughter-in-law's belly was still the same, how could Mr. Zhang not be anxious.

"Son! What are you and Xiaohua planning? How come you haven't had a child after two years of marriage? Our family cannot be cut off. Besides, the neighbors are watching. Where can you put our old faces!" Zhang Third Master said.

"Dad, it's not that we don't want it, but we just can't get pregnant. What can I do?"

"Can't get pregnant? What's going on?" When Mr. Zhang heard this, his heart was hanging.

"How did I know! Besides, it's not that you two are in a hurry. Xiaohua is a woman, and if she can't get pregnant, her face will be embarrassed!" Zhang San understands, and is definitely not a "mom's boy." He kept speaking for his wife.

In the past era, affected by old ideas, the status of women was indeed not high. Once something like this happens, no one will blame the man, almost everyone assumes that there is something wrong with the woman.

When Master Zhang heard what his son said, he immediately showed displeasure on his face.

"Our Zhang family can't cut off the incense, you can figure it out!" After saying that, Mr. Zhang left with his hands behind his back.

Xiaohua is Zhang San’s wife, and her natal family is not far from here. Xiaohua was also very worried about the fact that she could not bring a son and a half to the Zhang family, and often cried secretly.

However, it was useless to cry, as it could not conceal the cold treatment of her by the neighbors. Even though Zhang Sanye and his wife were anxious to have their grandson, they were kind-hearted. They had never treated their daughter-in-law coldly, which made Xiaohua feel guilty and relieved.

The family worked together. Mr. Zhang and his wife asked about local methods everywhere, and the young couple cooperated very well. However, a year has passed, and there is still no movement in Xiaohua's belly.

"What can we do? Is this our fate?" Mr. Zhang whispered to the old woman while lying on the kang.

"There's nothing we can do if we can't get pregnant! We've tried all kinds of prescriptions, and there's nothing we can do!" said the old woman.

"Oh! How could such a thing happen!" After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, the couple chatted for a while, and then went to sleep.

About three months later, an old man died of illness in the village. Because the village was not big, the villagers knew each other very well, and all the young and old went to that family's house to help.

Zhang San was young and strong, so he followed the young people in the village to the back mountains.

There is a local custom that people are buried in the back mountains after death. Zhang San followed the group of people and soon reached the mountainside. After the village master chose a place, the group of people began to dig a grave pit.

There is strength in numbers, and this hole will be dug soon. Suddenly, Zhang San seemed to have dug up a stone. He dug hard several times, but the shovel just couldn't go down.

"It looks like a stone, please come and help!"

is itself a mountain, and it is normal for there to be stones under the soil. No one present took it seriously.

They worked together to dig down, and suddenly a white stone slab was exposed. The people present were puzzled and dug down for a while.

But before that thing was fully revealed, someone was already frightened by the thing in front of them.

This person is none other than Zhang San.

Zhang San’s personality is similar to Zhang Sanye, timid, but very kind-hearted.

The thing dug out was a broken sarcophagus.

"This is a sarcophagus. No one in our village has ever used a sarcophagus. Besides, our local area doesn't have this particularity!"

"That's it! So what should we do now?"

"Ignore it, it's not from our village anyway. Besides, He said that the stone slab is broken, so dig it out and throw it away as a stone!"

The old man had already gone down the mountain after choosing the place. The remaining young people didn't know anything. They were going to dig out the sarcophagus and give it to them! Throw it away.

Zhang Sanyi heard this and thought: After all, it is a sarcophagus. Maybe this is a tomb. Is it appropriate to take it away for the sarcophagus?

"Don't dig it up. There might be a tomb here, and there might be bones in the sarcophagus. Wouldn't it be unethical if we threw it away?" Zhang San said.

"This place is favored by the master. We don't care. Besides, no one in our local area has used sarcophagus, so it must not be from the village near us. Why do you care so much? After digging it up quickly, we can go back to the village to have a feast." !" said a young man disdainfully.

"That's right! Dig quickly, and come down the mountain after digging!"

Zhang San became a little anxious when he heard this. Seeing those people not stopping, Zhang San spread his arms to block them.

"You can't do this. If you are too lazy to go down the mountain to deliver the letter, then I will go and call the master back and then make plans, okay?" Zhang San said.

"You really have a lot of things! Okay, let's take a break, then you can go!"

"Don't dig randomly, I will go down the mountain right now!" After Zhang San finished speaking, he hurried down the mountain.

Half an hour later, Zhang San and the old man came back. There were weddings and funerals in the village, all of which were handled by the old man.

However, he didn't know how to choose a tomb. He just thought that the place was spacious, so he chose it there.

When he learned that Zhang San said that he had dug a sarcophagus, the master was also surprised and felt that this matter should not be taken carelessly, so he followed Zhang San back.

"Master, there is nothing down there, it's just a broken sarcophagus. The hole is almost dug, so let's do it!"

"What do you know at such a young age? Stop digging and fill the hole quickly!" "The old man said angrily.

"Master, it took us a long time to dig it out, and now you ask us to fill it in. You always say it so easily!" There are always a few naughty young people in every village. They don't listen to advice and often disobey. Preaching, talking young people are such people.

"There has to be a first-come, first-served basis, right? It's a big deal if you offend our ancestors. You are young and strong. It won't take long to fill it out. You listen to the master!"

"No matter what, you fill it out yourself!"

" You kid, if you do this, I’ll go back and complain to your father later!”

“Whatever, I won’t fill it in anyway!”

Zhang Sanyi saw that the situation was not good and quickly stepped forward to persuade them: “Master, please take them with you! Find a new place, I will fill this grave."

The master looked at Zhang San and said, "You are just like your father, you are kind!" After that, the master took them to choose a new place, and Zhang San said. Stay where you are and carefully fill the hole alone.

Facts have proved that the old man is still very prestigious in the village. Although the young man was not very obedient, the grave was still dug. However, when he got home, the young man was beaten up by his father. When he saw the old man afterwards, the young man Always respectful.

Zhang San filled the grave pit alone. In order to express their apology, they also piled up the grave head and picked some wild flowers from the grass not far away and placed them in front of the grave.

is very fast, more than half a month has passed. That night, Uncle Li next door went to the mountains to look at fruit trees. He wanted to live in the mountains, but there were too many mosquitoes that night. The second uncle couldn't bear it. At night, he put on his shoes and walked down the mountain.

After entering the village, the second uncle suddenly saw a person in front of him. He took a few steps to catch up with him.

By the moonlight, the second uncle saw that the person in front was an old woman, carrying a doll on her back, walking slowly forward with a hunched body.

The second uncle looked very strange at the back, and originally wanted to chase after the old woman and carry the child on her back, leading her on the way. But at this moment, the old woman's pace suddenly accelerated, and the second uncle couldn't catch up. When

chased Mr. Zhang to the door of his house, he saw the old woman carrying the baby and hitting the door of his house. What surprised the second uncle was that the old woman disappeared out of thin air!

This scene was very similar to those shots of people entering through walls in movies. The second uncle was startled. He didn't dare to stop and ran into the house.

The second uncle, who was still frightened, told the matter to his mother. After thinking about it for a long time, the mother whispered: "Is that old woman here to give her son away?"

"What?" The second uncle didn't understand and asked in confusion. My mother said nothing more, and my second uncle went back to the house to sleep.

Three months passed quickly. The whole world was working hard, and Xiaohua hurried to the field and vomited. In recent days, Xiaohua always felt nauseous. She thought it was because of the hot weather, and she didn't dare to think about being pregnant.

The mother-in-law came over to ask after seeing this scene. When Xiaohua said this, the mother-in-law smiled broadly.

Later, after being diagnosed by a barefoot doctor in the village, Xiaohua was indeed pregnant. The next spring, Xiao Hua gave birth to a baby boy successfully. Mr. Zhang finally held his grandson in his arms, and the Zhang family's life was finally happy.

Was that child really sent by the old woman? Who is that old woman?

I asked the elder, and he said that people in the village said that the old lady was probably the ancestor in the sarcophagus. Because according to the second uncle's later recollection, that night he saw that the old woman's clothes were not modern at all, but the same as the clothes of the Qing Dynasty people shown on TV.

Later, some local elders said: There are indeed many coffins from the Qing Dynasty buried in the back mountain. At that time, many people used stone coffins. Later, as time went by, it slowly became an ownerless grave. Because no one took care of it, the tomb gradually began to weather.

Combined with the fact that Zhang San protected the sarcophagus before and buried it in the ground alone, it is not difficult to find that the old woman who gave the son to Mr. Zhang’s family that night should be the owner of the sarcophagus. In order to repay Zhang San’s Because of his kind deed, he would come to see his son off late at night to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Zhang family.

Xiaoye said a few words:

Although the plot of the story is a bit bizarre and absurd, it is impossible to verify whether it is true or false. Please just watch it for entertainment and don't care about it.

Folktales focus on expressing their morals. The reason why Xiao Yeye wrote this bizarre story today is mainly because the moral behind the story is still good: no matter in ancient times or in modern times, people who do good deeds will never be deceived. Good-hearted people will always be rewarded!

Dear readers, what do you think?

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