There are two very famous figures in Shangzhai Village. One is not the Kuomintang, the other is not the Communist Party. There is no comparison between who has multiple noses, nor is there anyone with fewer eyes. The two of them are famous for their ghosts. One of them is Shang Fengshun, who is fifty-three years old, and the other is Shang Sicheng, who is forty-nine years old.
Shang Fengshun Monk Sicheng is the neighbor next door and also farms on the other side. Although they are of the same age, their generation is very different. The Feng generation is the grandfather of the Si generation. Although they have different generations, they are very good at it and often joke with their grandfather, grandson and elder brothers. When they are free, they sit together and chat, talk lies, and discuss farming. Sometimes when I was tired when I was working in the field, I went to the field to smoke a cigarette to relieve my fatigue.
Shang Fengshun and Shang Sicheng also have a common hobby, that is, they like to drink. Usually, when a customer comes to the house, he will ask him to accompany him to drink. When he is fine, he likes to get together to drink wine. Even if there is no good dish, he just pickled shredded radish or cabbage heart. As long as he can get a pound of wine, it is a happy thing. However, when they drink too many times, even if they don’t make good dishes, they will cost money to buy wine. Therefore, the wife at home is not happy, so they often make an appointment to go to the tavern in the town when they have no work to do.
Autumn is here, and the peanuts and cotton I have just sold them, and the wheat planted in the fields is also time to break out of the ground. At noon that day, when Shang Fengshun was having lunch, he stood in the yard with a bowl of rice, shouting to Shang Sicheng's family through the wall: "Cheng Wazi, after dinner, the second half (the meaning of afternoon) let's go to the field to see how the wheat seedlings are coming out."
Shang Sicheng happened to serve rice in the kitchen. He picked up chopsticks from the dish on the table and put them into the rice bowl. Then he came out of the yard and replied, "Okay, the wheat has been planted for half a month. I have only been picking peanuts and cotton during this period, and I have never seen it in the field." As he said that, he looked at his wife who was eating and watching TV in the house, and brought the bowl to Shang Fengshun's house with her bowl. The rural people are a little bit rustic, but they are full of human touch. Unlike the people in the city, they usually keep the door closed, and some people don’t even know who their neighbors are.
Shang Sicheng walked to Shang Fengshun's side, stretched his neck and looked at the main hall of Shang Fengshun's house. Seeing that his woman was also eating and watching TV, she lowered her voice and said with her head down, "Master, when I was watching the field in the afternoon, we will go to the town to have two drinks."
Shang Fengshun chewed the rice in his mouth a few times and swallowed it, sighed and said, "I have wanted to go long ago. I was yesterday afternoon. When selling peanuts, I secretly got 100 yuan to put my pockets, but I forgot to take it when I was taking a shower and changing clothes, and it was taken away by your grandma Hua. "
Shang Sicheng said: "You invited me last time, so I will treat you this time. I also secretly hid 100 yuan when selling peanuts yesterday. Guess where I hid it?" He saw Shang Fengshun looking at him and shook his head, and then chuckled and said, " In my cigarette box, she never touched my cigarette box. Every time I hide the money, she puts the cigarette box. "
Shang Fengshun said, "Oh...you kid can. I will put the cigarette box next time. Anyway, the kids are working outside, so we are the two of us at home, so she won't touch my cigarette box, don't say she's exposed." He took two chopsticks to dry the rice into his mouth, and said vaguely while chewing the rice, "The first half (morning) I heard that someone in Xiaoyou (wine) restaurant is saying a storytelling today, and I haven't heard of storytelling in a long time."
Shang Sicheng raised his neck and drank all the noodles soup in the bowl, then wiped his mouth and said, "Okay, I'll go home and prepare, and you can eat it quickly."
That's it. The two of them put down their bowls and prepared them, and went to the field together. They looked around their own fields, and then chatted while walking the small road to the town.
When they passed by the dark ground, they found someone making a pit there. Shang Fengshun asked the person who was trying to get a pit and said, "Blackface, who are you doing this?"
Blackface heard the sound, raised his head and saw that it was them, so he put the tool on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Master, it turns out it's you, but I was shocked. Isn't Fuwa's father going to bury tomorrow? I have to get the pit done today."
Shang Feng took out the cigarette box from his pocket, smoked a cigarette and handed it to Blackface: "Big grandson, come on, smoke a cigarette and rest, we'll still If you have something to do, let's go first."
Blackface stood by the pit and raised his hand to catch the cigarette and said, "What are you doing?"
Shang Fengshun lighted his cigarette with a lighter and said, "Go to the town to watch the show. The first half of the time I heard that the town also had a show in the town." After lighting the cigarette, he stood up and said, "We're leaving."
Blackface joked, "Don't come back late. This pit is close to the road, be careful not to fall into this pit."
Shang Fengshun and Shang Sicheng walked all the way. He arrived in the town fifteen minutes later, and walked directly to the "Laifa Tavern" they often went to. As soon as he entered the door, he came to greet them, and sent them a cigarette and laughed, "Why haven't you two brothers come for such a long time?"
Shang Siming said, "This is not a busy farming farming. Go and get two good dishes. Let's sit down and have a few drinks."
came to say, "It's really time for you two to come today. After the storyteller finishes his meal, he will continue to tell them." As he said that, he raised his head and signaled them.
They looked inside and saw that the man Chang said to him was having a meal. Laifa continued to ask, "What kind of food should I eat, tell me, I'll get it for you."
Shang Sicheng said, "The old rules are: a plate of peanuts, a plate of pork head meat, and two bottles of Xiangjiang Special Quotes."
When the storyteller finished his meal and started storytelling, the wine and dishes they ordered were also served. Shang Sicheng opened the lid of the wine bottle, poured a full cup for Shang Fengshun, and then a full cup for himself. Then the two of them drank while listening to books, feeling very uncomfortable.
Before they knew it, it was dark. The two of them drank for an afternoon and had only finished the two bottles of white wine. They still felt unhappy, so they ordered another bottle of white wine.
When the bottle of white wine was almost drunk, Shang Fengshun said, "Head kid, I won't drink anymore. Drink slowly, I'm going to go home first, otherwise your grandma Hua will not open the door for me, and I will sleep under the wood pile again." He used to be drunk every time he went home late. His wife knew that he was drinking secretly again, so she was so angry that she didn't open the door for him. He had no choice but to sleep under the wood pile in the yard.
Shang Sicheng said, "Okay, you go first. I'll drink this little wine before going back, otherwise there will be two or three taels of wine."
Shang Fengshun was not very drunk when he left. When he walked out of the small village next to the town, he was blown by the wind and the alcohol came up. He burped, his legs were a little weak, his body tilted, and he almost fell down. He fell down and continued to walk forward.
After a while, Shang Fengshun walked to the dark ground. He looked at the dark ground in front of him, and the willow branches swaying in the wind, as if a figure was dancing, wandering around, and a whimpering sound came from his ears, as if a ghost was crying. He was shocked and woke up a lot. Then he remembered that when he came today, Blackface had tricked Fuwa's father in front. He told himself in his heart: "Don't be afraid, be careful not to fall into the pit, otherwise no one can pull himself up in the dark sky and the earth, which would be bad." He took two steps, thought for a while, and then said to himself, "I'd better sing a song to sing courage."
He thought for a while, and prepared to sing the national anthem to sing courage because it was energetic. So he cleared his throat, raised his head and chest, and sang in a loud voice, "Get up..." As soon as he sang two words, he was so scared that he covered his mouth with his hands, thinking to himself, "You can't sing it, otherwise it will be troublesome if you sing the ghost." He sighed that he was lucky enough to stop in time.
He thought about it again and decided to sing " Sister, you boldly move forward ".So he opened his throat and sang: "Sister, go forward boldly, go forward, don't turn back. The road leading to the sky is 9,900...9,999. Sister, go forward boldly, go forward..." He became more and more excited, and he walked forward while singing.
Who knew that as he walked, he still walked into the newly built grave with a pounce. He screamed "Oh my god", rubbed his head, stretched out his hands and touched the ground for a while, touched his hat and put it on his bald head again.
He waited for a while, looked up at the ground above the ground that was more than one person tall, thinking to himself: "Maybe there are people rushing to the night. If they hear me shouting for help, they should come and pull me up." He was about to shout for help, and immediately covered his mouth with both hands, thinking to himself, "You can't shout, I'll be troublesome to call the ghost. It's better not to say anything and squat them quietly and sleep next to them for a night. When someone comes tomorrow, you can pull me up." Thinking of this, he found a corner and squatted down. After a while, his head tilted, and he fell asleep in the corner. The hat on his head tilted a little with his head and fell off.
Shang Sicheng finished drinking, settled the bill and walked out to send it to the tavern. He has a high alcohol tolerance and is still relatively clear-headed. He soon walked to the vicinity of the dark land.
Shang Sicheng looked at the black shadows in front floating in the air, and was so scared that he was shocked. Then he noticed that it was the willow branch on the tip of the grave. He thrilled and said to himself, "Look at myself, I scare myself, there are no ghosts in this world." Then he continued to move forward.
Just after walking a few steps, he heard a series of "whimper" sounds, his heart trembled, and his head waved twice, and then he remembered the grave that he had just hit on black face today. He secretly thought that he could not fall into it. He murmured to himself: "No, I can't scare myself, I'd better sing a song to sing courage."
He thought for a while and decided to sing " The Love of the Tractor ". He cleared his throat, raised his head and sang while walking: "Sister, please sit on the bow of the boat, brother, I'll walk on the shore..." He sang more and more vigorously, and he walked faster and faster. As he walked, he also walked into the newly-drawn grave.
Shang Sicheng, who walked into the grave, thought: "There is no one in this dark sky and touching the ground. Why not sleep here all night first, and when it's dawn, someone will come, and then let them pull me up." Thinking of this, he groped and wanted to touch the corner to sleep.
Shang Sicheng touched and touched something fleshy. He was so scared that he shouted, "Oh my god...good..." While screaming, he crawled onto the ground and ran away. At this time, Shang Fengshun touched his bald head and continued to sleep, dreaming. (This article comes from the Internet, the title has been modified. If there is any infringement, please contact us to delete it)
