My Taoist Career

Fortunately, my dad is a junior, so it's not considered a taboo, but how can Mrs. Zhou feel sorry for letting a man kneel in front of him?

And on Tuesday, I was already pulling my dad. Even the old lady Zhou ran over, pulled my dad, and said, "Baby, you can't do it."

"Uncle Zhou, my old man said that boys have gold under their knees, so they can't kneel easily, but I really can't help it." After saying that, my dad wiped away his tears, and my mother followed suit. After making up my mind, I have to ask Widow Zhou for help today.

"Oh, I don't care, let my eldest daughter-in-law decide." Mrs. Zhou sighed, called Mrs. Zhou, and then the old couple turned around and went to the bedroom.

This is actually the old man Zhou helping my dad. After all, Widow Zhou's husband died, and his Zhou family took pity on this daughter-in-law, so how could he instruct Widow Zhou to do this or that?That's bullying orphans and widowed mothers. Old Mrs. Zhou has already done his best for this sake.

Moreover, the reason for this, apart from my dad's kneeling, is that my dad mentioned my deceased grandfather. My grandfather had a close friendship with Mr. Zhou when he was young. The reason is that my grandfather once rescued Mr. Zhou .

There are many snakes in the mountain village. My grandfather happened to pass by when Mrs. Zhou was working in the field and saw a pockmarked snake (golden snake) behind Mrs. Zhou preparing to attack him. It is said that poisonous snakes generally do not attack people unless someone steps on it. It may do so if it is close to its snake eggs.

At that time, my grandfather didn't have time to remind Mr. Zhou anything, so he had to shovel it down with a hoe. Mrs. Zhou heard the movement, turned around and saw that it was my grandfather, followed my grandfather's eyes and looked down, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The pockmarked child that had been shoveled into two pieces by the hoe was still writhing on the ground, obviously not completely dead.

People in the mountains remember their kindness. When my dad mentioned this, how could Mr. Zhou be so embarrassing?Therefore, he was willing to let the whole family take this risk.

Seeing that the old man let go on Tuesday, he didn't object anymore, he just said: "Old Chen, you get up first, my sister-in-law will decide what to do, it's not a problem if you kneel like this, I'll go out first."

After finishing speaking, we also left on Tuesday, and only our family of three and Widow Zhou were left in the main room.

Kneeling at this time would be a loss to Widow Zhou. My mother hugged me and stood up, then pulled my father and said: "Old Chen, get up, it's not good to kneel again."

My dad got up as he said, and wiped a few tears with his sleeves, but my mother was much calmer. She looked at Widow Zhou and said, "Yuehong (Widow Zhou's name), we are all mothers, you Look at my son, it has only been more than a month, and he has been tortured like this, my mother's heart is like cutting flesh every day."

What the world has in common is maternity. When my mother said this, Widow Zhou immediately felt sorry for her, waved her hand quickly, and hiccupped and said, "Er... Xiuyun... er... don't... er .. Besides.., I actually... um... need help... um, .. I used to worry... um... too much, tonight... um... I will help you .. a handful."

When Widow Zhou said this, my parents were overjoyed immediately. They didn't know much about overcasting, but they just wished that Widow Zhou would "open the altar" immediately.

A few minutes later, my mother hugged me and was taken into the west wing by Widow Zhou, while my father could only wait outside.

Widow Zhou generally has a rule about her ability to pass the shadows, that is, men are not allowed to enter the west wing room. If there are any questions, only female relatives can ask them. Sometimes even some women, widow Zhou will lead them into the west wing room to have a look. , also let others out.

This is quite different from the abilities of other overcast people.

In this way, my mother finally entered the overly mysterious West Wing Room of Widow Zhou.

As soon as I entered the house, my mother's first reaction was that it was dark, so dark that she couldn't see her fingers, and then it was cold. It was originally winter, and it was normal for the room to be cold, but this kind of cooling was different from ordinary cold, it was a kind of gloomy cold, It is more of an effect on the psychology, making people get goosebumps on the back of the spine.

"Yuehong, why do I feel uncomfortable? It's like being stared at by something." At this time, the only thing my mother could rely on was Widow Zhou. She held on to the corner of Widow Zhou's clothes tightly and stood at the door of the West Wing. refused to leave.

Of course, the main reason was because the room was too dark and my mother couldn't see at all.

"Don't be afraid... um... I'll go light the lamp..." Widow Zhou still hiccupped.

My mother had no choice but to let go of Widow Zhou. Waiting in this oppressive darkness is uncomfortable. Every minute and every second seems like a year. This room feels so uncomfortable to my mother. , My mother turned around and left a long time ago, she is not a bold person.

But for me, my mother went all out. When my father couldn't come in, my mother firmly believed that she was my only hope.

Fortunately, Widow Zhou was very familiar with this room. After searching for a while, there was finally light in the room. It turned out that Widow Zhou had already lit an oil lamp.

The light from the oil lamp was very dim, but it was enough for my mother to see the layout of the room clearly. There were no windows in this room, and thick black cloth was hung around the walls. I don't know why.

And the furnishing in the room is also very simple, the original furniture has probably been moved out long ago, only one bed, one table, and two stools are left.

There is some food on the table, and I don’t know who it is for. I looked carefully at the brazier on the ground, and there were some ashes in it. My mother knew that this formation was left after burning paper money. ?

In addition to those who ate, there was a radish, which was already shattered, and there were a few traces of incense on it.

In the end, the only thing that can make people feel warmer is the bed, which is very tidy, with the back of the white background and blue flowers simple and clean.

At this time, Widow Zhou was sitting on a stool by the table, beckoning to my mother, and motioned for my mother to come over.

My mother took a deep breath, plucked up the courage to hold me and walked over, and sat down on a stool opposite Widow Zhou, which was also the only one left in the room.

"Uh...Xiuyun..uh..you saw today..uh..what...uh..can't say...the only thing I can say..uh..is that I'll wait...uh ...What I told you..., remember?" Widow Zhou said to my mother very seriously, although the hiccupping sound made Widow Zhou's words sound uncomfortable and funny, but it didn't affect Widow Zhou's words at all. The strict meaning in it.

My mother hurriedly nodded her head timidly, and the villagers had promised her that if something hadn't happened later, my mother would never have told what happened in the house.

Moreover, it was also Widow Zhou's request to tell this to a person.

After my mother agreed, Widow Zhou closed her eyes. My mother didn't know what Widow Zhou was doing, so she had to wait quietly.

After a while, my mother saw that Widow Zhou's expression changed. She was smiling. That kind of smile was a very gentle and unique smile for women, but in this weird environment, it was dimly lit. Under the bright light, this smile made my mother's hair stand on end.

What are you laughing at?My mother felt that here, even if she was given ten old hens that laid eggs, she would not be able to laugh.

Then, Widow Zhou frowned again, with a look of surprise in the corners of her brows and eyes.Then, with a weird emphasis, she started babbling something, so fast that my mother couldn't hear what the widow was saying this week.

During this process, the weirdest thing was that Widow Zhou kept her eyes closed, and since she started laughing, her head was always turned and turned in another direction.

My mother is just a village woman with little knowledge. This scene has already made goosebumps all over her body. I don't know how much courage it took her to sit here and watch all this weird.

Finally, Widow Zhou stopped babbling, and her expression relaxed. Then, Widow Zhou shook her whole body and turned her head. She looked at my mother and opened her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, my mother was a little taken aback. My mother was familiar with the widow Zhou in the same village. , unlike Widow Zhou herself.

Let's say it's strange, but my mother doesn't think it's strange, why not?My mother couldn't tell why.

"You want to see what's going on with your son, right?" Widow Zhou spoke, and the hiccups stopped. She spoke very slowly, but the words were clear, but the voice was weird and tight. It was obviously Widow Zhou. His voice sounded like someone else was speaking.

My mother couldn't describe that feeling, if she had to say it, it was like you were holding someone else's hand and beating a mosquito.

Besides, didn't Widow Zhou always know that she wanted to see her son's situation?

But how dare my mother care about these things?In her eyes, people who know "spells" are amazing people, so I can't be disrespectful. Besides, my son's matter is important. Hearing Widow Zhou's question, my mother nodded quickly.

"Bring your son here, I'll take a look first." Widow Zhou said calmly in that weird tone.

My mother was overjoyed, she quickly stood up and hugged me, walked to the front of Widow Zhou, and lifted off the swaddle.

At this time, a strange thing happened. As soon as Widow Zhou's eyes fell on my little face, she suddenly screamed, closed her eyes tightly, and shouted: "Hold the baby!" Open, hold the baby away."

My mother was frightened by this sudden change, her heart tightened, and then she sank again. Widow Zhou is like this, what kind of trouble did my son get into?

But when she looked up at Widow Zhou, she was indeed pitiful, her eyes were tightly closed and she dared not open them, her face was pale.

How dare my mother neglect this situation?He quickly hugged me and sat back in the original position.

"Yuehong, my child..." Worried about my situation, my mother hurriedly asked as soon as she sat down.

"Take the child out first, and you can come in after you get out." Widow Zhou ignored my mother's question, but asked my mother to carry me out repeatedly, then walked to the bed, squatted down, as if Find something under the bed.

My mother was worried and curious, but she didn't dare to be negligent, she answered, picked me up and left the west wing.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw my dad pacing back and forth in the yard, looking anxious, as soon as my mom came out, my dad hurried up to greet her: "Xiuyun, is our son looked after? "

"No, I can't tell right now. Take your son and go to the Longmen Array (chat) on Tuesday. Don't stand in the yard and freeze the child. I have to go in again." My mother didn't have time to say anything , she hurried in to ask Widow Zhou what was going on, explained a few words to my father, and then walked to the West Wing.

My dad hugged me and really wanted to ask again, but in the end he opened his mouth and said nothing, turned around and went to find Tuesday.

Entering the West Wing, my mother saw that Widow Zhou was squatting on the ground and burning paper. While she was burning, she was chanting words, and she dared to say that she was squatting under the bed to get paper money just now.

My mother went to the table again and sat down. This time, Widow Zhou's words were no longer in the weird tone of whispering at the beginning, so my mother could hear what Widow Zhou was saying clearly.

My mother can't remember the original words, but the gist is clear.

"I'll give you some money papers. If you take them, don't come here again and don't make trouble. Everyone is on the same path, and it's even easier for me..." In short, Widow Zhou kept repeating these things, and I The more Mom listened, the more creepy she became.

My mother is not stupid, this is obviously for those things, why is the widow of Zhou and those things in the same way?

What was even more frightening was that after Widow Zhou finished her chanting, she began to babble again in words that my mother could not understand. As soon as she finished speaking, a gust of wind blew up in the room.

My mother has never seen such a battle. The house has thick curtains and no windows. Where does the wind come from?

Tears were in my mother's eyes, it was really terribly scary, but at the same time my mother tried hard to endure it, she felt that she could not just be so afraid for the sake of the child.

When the wind subsided, Widow Zhou finally sat back on her stool. She looked at my mother and said inexplicably, "You wait first."