Strange Tales of the Ghosts

According to legend, in Baihua Village in the Song Dynasty, there was a notoriously lazy girl. She was lazy enough to be compared to domestic animals. All day long, she would sleep only when she ate, sleep when she ate, and eat when she slept, even if her clothes were dirty. I know how to change, but the room has never been tidied up. She is already twenty years old, and she is still in the boudoir. If such a person was born into a rich family, then her life would be good, but this girl was born into a poor family, and the family made a living by collecting herbs. There are three girls in the family. The eldest is a man. Due to his hard work, he got married early. The second is a girl. She is pretty and got married early. The third is a notoriously lazy girl. She is the third youngest, and others call her the lazy Sanniang. Neither the married brother nor the married sister like the third child very much because she is too lazy and has never done anything since she was a child. Therefore, after they got married, they stopped interacting with the third child. But their parents had no choice. After all, It's the flesh that fell from my own body. No matter how poor I am, I hold Lazy Sanniang in my hands and feel pain in my heart.

One day, Lazy Sanniang's father came back from collecting herbs in the mountains. As soon as he put down the basket of herbs, he heard Lazy Sanniang's call coming from the house.

"Dad...Dad!"

"Hey." Lazy Sanniang's father responded, thinking to pick out the herbs in the medicine basket and dry them first.

Lazy Sanniang was in the room but couldn't wait any longer and shouted loudly: "Dad, I'm hungry!"

"Hey, aren't I cooking?" After hearing Lazy Sanniang's call, Lazy Sanniang's mother walked out of the kitchen. After wiping her hands with her apron, she came to her husband's side and sighed. : "Old man, there is no rice at home again."

"No more?" The husband turned to look at his wife. The skin of both of them was tightly wrinkled. God knows how much hunger the couple suffered in order to feed their daughter.

The wife shook her head, with no more tears in her eyes, and replied helplessly: "It's gone a long time ago. I borrowed some from Daniel's family yesterday. No, I ate it in one day."

"Then..." The husband frowned. The daughter in the room was crying out that she was hungry. What should she do? After thinking about it, he thought of the boss. "Why don't I go to the boss's place later and see if I can get some food back."

"Yes." The wife nodded. This was the third time she went to her husband's house to get food this month. Her daughter-in-law's face became more and more ugly, and she didn't know where to put her old face.

Just as she was talking, Lazy Sanniang weakly walked out of the room and shouted at the old couple: "Dad, Mom, do you want to starve me to death?"

"Don't worry, mother, go take a look now. The rice should be ready." The old woman, who was over fifty years old, staggered towards the simple kitchen. When she opened the lid of the pot, she saw that the rice inside was cooked. When there was only one bowl, tears finally fell down. Wiping away her tears, she walked into her daughter's room carrying the bowl of white rice with her hands as loose as pine bark. She didn't have to lie, like other loving mothers, she didn't have to tell her daughter that she was full and not hungry, because the third child Never asked.

In this way, the old couple became hungry again, and it was common for them to go without lunch. At the end of the day, the old couple's food was not as good as the daughter's meal. For the third child's dinner, the old man dried the herbs and walked to the village boss's house. The distance was neither far nor close. The sun was so strong that the grass on the ground withered. Sweat poured down from my body, and I walked for half an hour before arriving at the old man's house.