Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

After exchanging some pleasantries with her, I carried Li Xiaobao to the bamboo bed in the main room and lit another circle of mosquito coils for him. Li Jinfang nodded at me gratefully and then floated away.

I didn't know when Xiao Hei wandered away. I brought the chair outside in, closed the door, and went into the room to sleep.

Thanks to the electric fan, my grandma and I slept soundly that night.

After collecting the cages, grandma came back and had breakfast. She had originally planned to go to Jingjia Village early in the morning, but she was unwilling to give up the opportunity to fish.

I don’t know where Xiao Hei went today. He didn’t come to help us drive the fish. After pulling a few nets, we only caught a few small fish and shrimps.

"I'm afraid we'll have to move to a new place tomorrow!"

Grandma was a little disappointed.

Because it was too hot, my grandma and I decided to finish dinner early and then go to Team 6 of Jingjia Village to send Li Xiaobao back.

During the afternoon break, I told my grandmother what I saw from Li Jinfang and what she told me about her family situation.

My grandmother wasn't surprised when she heard this, because I had already told her that I could see ghosts.

And grandma herself was also a clue. Although she couldn't see ghosts, she could feel their presence. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to help people see things when she was young.

"Alas, Li Jinfang was also a pitiful child. She passed away at such a young age and gave birth to such a child. Let's go check it out tonight! Let's see what's going on in her family?"

After hearing what I said, grandma sighed.

Li Xiaobao, who was sitting next to us, grinned foolishly and looked at us as if he understood what we were saying.

This child might really be a little stupid. Generally, a 5-year-old child should be able to understand most of what adults say, but he doesn't understand what we are saying at all.

Grandma looked at Li Xiaobao, sighed, shook her head, and gently stroked his head with her hand.

After dinner in the evening, grandma took Li Xiaobao's hand and I followed her towards Jingjia Village.

After walking for a while, we arrived at the river that separated the two villages.

The bridge had not been built at that time. Two wooden boards about 30 cm wide and 3 meters long were built at the narrowest part of the two opposite banks.

In order to prevent this so-called wooden bridge from being washed away when the water rises, piles of large blue bricks were built on the banks at both ends of the bridge.

Of course, my grandma and I often walk this route. It would take twice as long to ride a motorcycle to get to the town from Huangjia Village and several other villages. Of course, most people who ride bicycles or walk choose this route.

However, if you want to cross this bridge, you must be extremely careful. Generally, one person walks across it first and then crosses another one, otherwise the bridge will creak when people walk on it.

And it shakes up and down so violently that you will fall down if you are not careful.

It's okay during the dry season, but when the water is high, it will be difficult to get out if you fall in.

Fortunately, most people in the village can swim, so no one has ever died on this small bridge. At least as far as I can remember, I have never heard of anyone falling off this small bridge and drowning.

After walking for more than 10 minutes, we arrived at Team 8 of Jingjia Village. Because it was close, my grandmother knew the village chief, Du, of Jingjia Village.

After some discussion, my grandmother and I decided to go find Village Chief Du first and have him take us to Li Xiaobao's house.

When we arrived at Village Chief Du's house, his family was having dinner. When they saw us bringing Li Xiaobao over, Village Chief Du stood up and greeted us warmly.

"Aunt Xu, why are you here? Have you eaten yet? Sit down and eat something. Whose child is this?"

Village chief Du knew about my family’s situation. When he saw grandma holding Li Xiaobao’s hand, he asked.

"Oh, isn't this Li Yuangui's grandson, Li Xiaobao? How are you taking care of him, Aunt Xu?"

Before grandma could answer, the village chief's wife exclaimed with a look of surprise.

"Oh, thank you, Village Chief Du. We have already eaten. This child ran to my house yesterday. I asked him to go back by himself, but he refused. I don't know where his home is, so I troubled Village Chief Du to take us there."

Grandma answered their questions politely.

"Okay, let's go!"

Village chief Du put down his bowl and chopsticks without saying a word and prepared to follow us.

"Village Chief Du, please finish your meal first. We will wait for you for a while!"

Grandma, I’m sorry. We can’t let the village chief come with us on an empty stomach.

"Then please wait for me, Aunt Xu."

Village chief Du sat down again, quickly finished the leftovers in the bowl, then stood up and led us towards Team 6 of Jingjia Village.

After walking for about 20 minutes, Village Chief Du led us to the last house in a bay.

This house is made of mud bricks, which is out of tune with the red brick and tile houses next to it, and looks very depressed and desolate.

It was already dusk, and the afterglow of summer cast its last bit of stubborn red on the earth.

Village Chief Du started shouting at the door:

"Yuan Gui, are you home? We have sent your grandson back."

After shouting for a long time without any response, Village Chief Du pushed open the half-open door and we followed him, stepped over the threshold and entered the main room, which was very dark.

As we walked in the door, we could clearly smell alcohol mixed with some musty smell, and even a sour smell.

The three of us unconsciously covered our noses with our hands.

With a click, Village Chief Du had walked to one side of the main room and pulled the light cord, and the 20-watt old-fashioned light bulb lit up.

Although the warm light is not very bright, it is enough to see the scene in the main hall of the house clearly.

There was also a square table and four benches in the middle, and on the table were two bowls of food that had been left over from somewhere.

The table was full of flies flying around, emitting a pungent, sour smell.

There was a middle-aged man in his 50s, holding an empty wine bottle in his hand. He seemed to be asleep and snoring evenly.

Straw was scattered across the base of the land beneath him, stretching all the way to the threshold of the gate.

"Yuan Gui, Yuan Gui!"

Village chief Du covered his nose, squatted down, and pushed Li Yuangui while shouting.

After pushing for a long time, Li Yuangui did not wake up. He just whimpered, turned over and continued to sleep. Village Chief Du looked at his grandmother helplessly.

"Aunt Xu, what should we do?"

Grandma looked at Li Xiaobao who was holding her hand and asked softly:

"Xiaobao, tell grandma, is this your grandpa?"

Li Xiaobao quickly went behind grandma, hugged her thighs, looked frightened, and his little body trembled like a sieve.

"Village Chief Du, what should we do? Is this child his?"

Grandma looked at Xiaobao with an embarrassed expression.

"Oh, this little treasure is definitely his! But he doesn't wake up, and I don't know what to do." Village chief Du was also helpless.

I really didn't want to smell the smell in the main room of this house anymore, so while they were talking, I went to the front door.

Village chief Du and grandma also came out while talking. Li Xiaobao held grandma's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would abandon him.