Chapter 9: Ghost in a different place

Chapter 9: Ghost in a Different Place

Thinking of the Spring Festival that year, it basically satisfied several wishes of the children at that time. They had food, drink, money and money to spend. No one beat or scolded. The most important thing was that they didn't read. Sleep as soon as you like, and play as soon as you want. The only regret is the evil winter vacation homework. Believe it or not, I haven't done the winter vacation homework anyway.

I was not happy that year. I can still think of Liu Siting from time to time. I don't know how she is now, and I don't know where she is now. Does she miss me?

Time passed quickly, and I was going to study again soon after the Spring Festival. That semester was the last semester of the third year of junior high school. In the third year of junior high school, we have to take the middle school entrance examination. If we do well in the exam, we can get to a good middle school. If you don't do well in the exam, you can only go to an ordinary middle school, or even not.

In our small county, if you go to a good middle school and bring the school badge, others will look at you differently on the street. I have a friend who has such an experience. At that time, we were going to buy lunch boxes when we lived in school. In that shop, my friend was picking lunch boxes. There was a woman in her forties. I didn't know where her child went to school. All I knew was my friend in our recognized worst school. The premise is that my friend is very honest. At that time, the woman asked my friend, "Where do you study, kid?" I concluded that her child might be a girl and wanted to make a friend of mine and let her daughter know her. As a result, my friend told her school. After hearing this, the woman turned her head and left. She left in a hurry. She forgot to take the lunch box and turned around while walking, as if she was afraid that my friend would follow her, only The rest of my friend is full of black lines, and I am hilarious.

Later, I learned that the friend never dared to wear a school uniform to go out on the street. When someone asked him where he was studying, he didn't dare to say. Under this pressure, all the people are working hard, and I am also very nervous, but I have never given up learning Qimen Dunjia.

I came to school at the beginning of the year. It was the same school, but the same classmates but different deskmates. I didn't skip class that semester, fight, or talk in class. I was like a different person, and even Wang Feng didn't recognize me.

In fact, time passes very slowly when you think about time. If you don't want time, time passes quickly. Soon, soon, I'm about to graduate, and I'm about to take the middle school entrance examination. I have the idea that dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. I don't care which one I like to take the exam. At worst, I won't read it.

Although I don't care, I still have to make a look. My mother has great expectations for me and is counting on Tsinghua University and Peking University.

I don't know if I don't read this book. I want to sleep when I read it. Although I am a sleeper, I often stay up late to read textbooks.

Some people make mistakes when they are nervous in the exam, but I don't have this problem at all. I'm definitely not nervous. Our examination room is located in the county, and there is basically no impression except that it is too noisy to sleep.

I stayed in the county for three days, and I didn't know how to finish the exam. I bought a ticket on the day after the exam and went to other places the next day. The reason is that I have no confidence in myself and I'm not going to study.

At that time, the hillbilly basically hated that his eyes were not enough as soon as he went out. There are high-rise buildings everywhere, and there are beautiful women everywhere.

At that time, I was alone, and it was very scary for the country bumpkin to go out of town. Fortunately, my father came there early to pick me up.

My father and I got on the bus for a long time, and I was dumbfounded when I got off the bus. Not to mention that it belongs to the suburbs, it is basically desolate and uninhabited. Looking at the basic radius of one or two kilometers, there is no one or two people, but there is only a path to the mountain on the roadside, and I don't know where it goes. On that road, I walked for an hour before I saw a few short houses. My father said it was called a factory. It will take some time to get there.

Going deeper and deeper into the mountains, I wonder what the factory will be like in the deep mountains?

The more you go, the more factories there will be. When I waited for my father's factory, I was dumbfounded. It's just a deep mountain forest. The factory should be as large as two or three mu of land. The staff dormitory is separated from the factory building. There is an open space in the middle, and there is a stone tea table on the open space. There is a wall around it. To put it nicely, it is called a wall. Why do you say that? Because the wall is cracked, basically no one can stop it. If there is a wall, there is a gate. What's more, the door looks tall in the distance. When I get closer, it is full of iron stains. It is broken and there is only one side left on the wall, so it has never been closed. There are two big willow trees at the gate, which are very tall. There is a big lake a hundred meters away. It is strange that there is no water intersection and no water outlet. It is said to be groundwater.

There is a village at the foot of the mountain where the factory is located. It's not far away. It's only half an hour away. At that time, I asked my father why he didn't come up from there and learned why it was two yuan more expensive to take a bus there!!!

Many years later, I still remember those two yuan. My father is a very economical person, and he is often not afraid of suffering in order to save one or two yuan. To be honest, I feel very proud to have such a father.

My father works at night and works all night. It's like this every day, every month, and every year. But I haven't heard my father say he's tired. For this family and for me, my father has devoted most of his life.

I went to bed early that night, and I was very tired by car. I didn't know when my father would go to work. I fell asleep and was woken up with urine. I don't know what time it is. I only know it's midnight.

If you want to say that people can stuff their teeth with cold water on their backs, I say that if people carry their backs, they can see ghosts even if they pee. Originally, it was not unusual to see a ghost in my physique, but it was extraordinary to see the ghost.

I opened the door in a daze and walked out in a daze. When I first arrived at the door, a cold air came to my face and I woke up. When I looked forward, I almost peed my pants.

There was a man sitting on the stone table in front of the door. One was wearing an ancient costume and a small round hat on his head, but he could exude a silky black gas from his body. It looks very fierce.

It is said that I am also the master of reading countless ghosts, but I was still shocked to see such a number, and I couldn't help blurting out the word. Maybe I shouted too tragically. The ghost turned his head and looked at me. The ghost turned his head and my scream suddenly stopped.

Its face is green... It's really green. I was so scared that my legs trembled and looked at it in a daze. It also looked at me in a daze, facing each other like this.

After looking at each other for about seven or eight seconds, I'm about to collapse. The strange man turned his head and left. I finally breathed a sigh of relief and forgot to pee. I hurried back to the house to close the door and go to bed. In fact, I haven't slept all the time. I've been thinking about how there are dirty things here. It looks very fierce. I don't know if it's a passer-by or a permanent resident? I don't know if it's harmful or not?

I got up early the next morning, and my father went back to bed after work. It was still cool in the morning. I sat on the stone table outside and thought about what happened last night. Suddenly, a voice came from behind me: "Buying vegetables..."

The side effects of last night were still there. I was scared by that voice and hurriedly turned around. It turned out that an old man was shouting with a basket of rainbow beans. The old man was wearing a tattered look, as if he had a lame foot. He is also looking at me.

I was in a bad mood, so I didn't pay attention to him. I took out a cigarette and smoked it myself. When I saw that I was smoking, I also came over and put the basket aside. Then he sat down opposite me and said to me, "Do you want some vegetables, little brother?"

I shook my head and ignored him. I thought he would leave quickly.

The vegetable seller smiled and said to me, "Little brother, do you still have cigarettes? I really want to smoke now, but I don't have it. Can you give me one?"

To be honest, I must have told him to get out of here because of my original temper, but not this time. It was not easy for the old man. I threw the cigarette case in front of him and motioned him to take it.

The old man also took out the cigarette and put it in his mouth, and then touched it all over his body. It seemed that he couldn't find the lighter. He took the cigarette in his hand and smiled at me and said, "I'm not angry."

I took out the lighter from my pocket and threw it in front of him. The old man studied for a long time and asked me in surprise, "How does this work?"

I had no choice but to pick up the lighter to help him light it. He took a sip hard, and it seemed that he hadn't smoked for a long time. After smoking half of it, he stopped smoking. He extinguished the half of it and hid it in his coat pocket. He smiled at me awkwardly and said, "Kid it for tomorrow, or it will be out of stock tomorrow."

I couldn't bear it. After thinking about it, the cigarette box didn't seem to be much, so I said to the old man, "Take it. I don't want it."

The old man smiled at me, picked up the cigarette and kicked it in his pocket. He was really rude. He nodded to me with satisfaction and continued to buy vegetables.

Listening to the old man's voice of selling vegetables, I thought of my business again.

I think that thing is probably passing by. Yesterday, I was seen by a tragic person who passed by here.

It should be like this, otherwise it would have been so vicious that it would have been harmful long ago. But is this really the case?

(Thank you, Brother Hua, for pointing out the mistakes for me. If you find any typos or chapter errors, or plot errors, please tell me in time. Night Owl is infinitely grateful.)