Because of his work, Luoqiu's father settled in the city where he lived early. But at the same time, due to the residual system of some towns and villages and the unclear countryside, Luoqiu's family's house in his hometown was still there.
It was a rather old two-story brick house. The left rear and back were simply pasted with cement. The side of the rear door was pasted with small square tiles.
The houses next to it were the kind of mud houses called old houses. As for the newly built houses in the village, they were on the other side of the village road facing these old houses.
The young and the old were separated by an era's road. They were not far away, but they faced each other.
The old woman insisted on living in her old house.
Late autumn passed early, and the weather became cold. The adults had no choice but to buy some small heaters. They did not think that they could really drive away the cold. They just thought that it was a good thing to drive away the humidity in the old house.
When Luoqiu saw the grandmother, she was half-awake, drinking the rice soup fed by her relatives. This was the only thing the old woman could eat at the moment.
The person feeding the old woman should be Luoqiu's uncle's wife. The aunt said in front of the old woman that Luoqiu was back.
The old woman did not respond. She just babbled something. She wanted to say that she wanted to eat more.
Luoqiu's uncle was smoking outside the room. He looked very tired. "Luoqiu, you have seen it too. She doesn't recognize people now. The doctor said that there are only a few days left. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, or even suddenly … "
He did not finish his words. He just took a puff of the cigarette that had burned to the end. It almost burned to the filter before he threw it down. Then, he lit a new one. He looked at Luoqiu and said, "If you want to go in and see her, go in. If you are tired, you can rest first. "
Luoqiu nodded and walked into the room.
He called this grandma Grandma Xiaochun … His aunt made way for him, so he took a look at Grandma Xiaochun's appearance.
The aunt wiped the corners of Grandma Xiaochun's mouth with a handkerchief. She wanted to eat, but it seemed difficult for her to swallow. "Sigh, I actually had a gastrectomy a few years ago. I thought that stomach cancer would be cured, right? But a few years later, it relapsed. Now, no matter what I eat, I will vomit it out … "
Luoqiu reached out and held Grandma Xiaochun's palm. It was as cold as a piece of ice, and even a little stiff. "Grandma Xiaochun, I am Luoqiu. Do you still remember me?"
The internal organs of her body had been weakened to the extreme. Her lifespan had really come to an end … She was like a lamp that had run out of oil. The natural cycle was changing in Grandma Xiaochun's body.
"She can't hear anything." The uncle's wife shook her head.
"Let me do it." Luoqiu said softly and took the bowl of rice soup from her hand.
"Don't dirty you. She will vomit." The aunt suddenly said in a low voice.
But, Grandma Xiaochun could swallow it this time. Mouthful by mouthful, he gradually looked satisfied. The aunt looked at this scene in amazement. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she last saw the son of her husband's cousin.
Luo Zheng was also a very filial child, but he couldn't do this kind of thing. The aunt subconsciously compared the two children of the same generation.
This room seemed to have unknowingly become less stuffy … Even though no one was talking, the feeling was different.
It feels like a somewhat magical child … The aunt thought subconsciously.
…
"It's too late. Why don't you rest at my house tonight?"
After visiting for the time being, the aunt pointed to the new house across the village road and said to Luoqiu, "You haven't stayed in that house for a long time. It's not good to tidy it up at night. These days are not long. You might as well stay at my house. We are family. It's good to talk. "
Luoqiu glanced at the new house opposite. In fact, the lights were turned on early. He could see people walking inside. It was just that he didn't see anyone coming.
In this kind of village, every family closed their doors at night. The lights inside the house were very bright, even illuminating the village road. But at the same time, it was very quiet.
Even if there were watchdogs, the dogs were just wandering with their heads down at this time, or squatting on the ground. No one knew what they were looking at.
In the countryside, or as the old people said, the dog's eyes could see more things than people.
He said, "It's okay. I will just do it casually."
"That's fine. If there is any inconvenience, just come and knock on the door." The uncle nodded directly at this moment, and then gave Luoqiu a flashlight. "But the power switch is broken, and it has not been repaired. The electricity should not be used. The water should still be usable … Why don't you stay at my house? "
"I'm not afraid of the dark." Luoqiu smiled.
"It's not a problem of the dark, it's …" The aunt hesitated, but the uncle glared at her.
But since his aunt had said so, his uncle could only glare at him and helplessly said to Luo Qiu, "Everyone says that your house is a little dirty."
"I haven't lived here for so long. Naturally, it is not clean. Isn't this normal?" Luoqiu smiled.
"It's not this!" The uncle lowered his voice. "They all say it is haunted!"
"Where is the power switch? I kind of forgot. "Luoqiu suddenly asked.
The uncle was stunned and shone the flashlight over. It was under the eaves of the house. Luoqiu walked over, opened the cover, and pushed the power switch. The small light bulb in front of the house directly lit up.
"Strange, this is obviously broken." The uncle looked at his wife in surprise and frowned. "I tried. It can't be turned on at all."
Luoqiu said, "If there is light, it should be clean."
"Okay then …" The uncle and aunt did not continue to force it.
In their opinion, a child like Luoqiu who grew up in a big city would naturally not believe anything … Of course, they were not superstitious about these things.
It was just that fear was innate. As time passed, there would always be some taboos … Moreover, the village was really quiet.
They soon returned to Grandma Xiaochun's house. They pushed the door and walked in. Their pace was a little fast, and the speed of closing the door was also a little fast.
Luoqiu shook his head, opened the door, and called Ren Ziling.
Ren Ziling asked with concern, "How is it? Did your relatives bully you? I remember that there is an uncle in your house. He is very rude and his words are very unpleasant! "
Luoqiu said, "What strange things have you imagined?"
"Tsk, you treat my conscience as a dog's lung." Ren Ziling muttered, and then said, "Right, how is Grandma Xiaochun in my hometown?"
Luoqiu opened the door and turned on the light as he spoke, "Almost. I heard that it happened in these two days."
"Life and death are unpredictable." Ren Ziling sighed.
Luoqiu said, "Why hasn't there been a power outage in the house here for so many years?"
Ren Ziling said casually, "Oh, when your dad was still alive, he had been paying the electricity bill. Anyway, no one lived there later, and the electricity bill was not very expensive, so I didn't stop. Ai, have you eaten? "
"I have eaten. I will tidy up the room first. Let's talk later." He looked at the ceiling above his head and said.
Some very subtle sounds were coming from upstairs … Normal people probably wouldn't be able to hear it.
"Okay, do as you see fit. I still have to work overtime for a while."
"En … don't eat instant noodles." Luoqiu said one last sentence and turned off the phone.
Luoqiu closed the door behind him. His eyes were still staring at the ceiling above … Although the lights were turned on, there were a lot of cobwebs in the house that had not been lived in for a long time.
Entering the door was the living room. Next to the living room was the stairs to the second floor.
When Luoqiu climbed the stairs and came upstairs, he also turned on the lights in the corridor here.
There were only three rooms upstairs. One was the house of his grandparents who passed away early, one was where his father lived when he was a child, and the last one was for storing some miscellaneous items.
At the end was the utility room. Judging from the sounds that could be heard downstairs, the location was in this room at the end.
Luoqiu walked to the door of the utility room and put his hand on the lock of the room. It seemed that he did not intend to twist it. He just stopped here.
The lights in the corridor had not been used for a long time. Maybe it was because of the poor connection. At this time, the lights were flashing. They would not suddenly turn off, but would light up and then dim, and make a kind of electric current sound.
After a while, Luoqiu took back his hand. He did not directly open the door, but gently knocked on the door — Dong dong, dong dong dong.
Dong dong.
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