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

When I got up the next morning, I told my grandmother about Tianxi's visit to me last night.

Grandma also sighed and then took me to Huang's house again.

She tactfully told the Huang family that Tianxi was living well there, and said that he had appeared in her dream the day before, asking Huang Jiahai not to catch yellow foxes and sell their fur anymore.

After listening to this, Huang Jiahai took out the two melted White Rabbit candies from under the child's pillow. His facial muscles twitched and twisted into a knot. He covered his face and sobbed softly, shedding tears of regret.

Time passed quickly, and it was the start of the school year again. Wang Fang also transferred to Houhu Middle School, but she was not assigned to the same class with me as she wished. I was still in Class 33, while she was assigned to Class 31.

However, this did not affect our relationship. On the way home and to school, we would walk together as a group of three. Sometimes Wang Fang would ride her little bicycle to take me with her, and Qin Juhua would be left alone on the road.

With the start of the school season, the annual autumn harvest has begun and farmers have started their hard work again.

One Saturday when I returned home, I didn't see my grandma, so I had to open the door and go in to cook.

After I finished cooking and hadn't started eating yet, Sister Lixiu hurried to my house carrying Tiancai on her back.

"Feng'er, you're back. Come on, come with me to our house. Your grandma is at my house."

As soon as Sister Lixiu saw me, she pulled me away.

"Sister-in-law Lixiu, what happened? Wait until I finish my meal!"

I was puzzled. It had only been over a month. How could her family have another problem? Wasn't it solved? Or was it that little guy Tianxi who sacrificed himself to protect the Huang family?

She probably hasn't recovered from the pain of losing her eldest son yet. Plus, she works in the fields every day, so she looks obviously haggard, dark and thin.

"Alas, Tiancai's great grandfather passed away."

Sister Lixiu seemed very flustered. Accidents happened one after another at home, and no one would remain calm.

"Okay!" I responded while taking two bites of rice, thinking that I would be busy at her house later and would not have time to eat. I had just walked back from school and was already starving.

Sister Lixiu waited patiently for me to finish my meal, then dragged me to her house.

As soon as I walked to the edge of her threshing ground, I smelled a bad odor, a stench I had never smelled before. I felt nauseous and almost vomited out the New Year's Eve dinner I had just eaten. I quickly covered my mouth and nose.

I found that the stench came from a black coffin placed in the southeast corner of the threshing floor, and swarms of flies were flying around outside the coffin.

I saw that the coffin was placed on two long benches, and black and red liquid was flowing out of the coffin, which looked quite creepy.

Could it be that the body inside is Mr. Huang? In such a hot day, shouldn't he be buried quickly? Why?

I followed Sister Lixiu into the main room with doubts. The room was full of Huang's relatives.

Huang Jiahai’s married sister Huang Jiaxiu and her family also came. I don’t know the others, but they should be Huang’s cousins.

"Come in, your grandma is in the room."

I just nodded to Huang Jiaxiu and followed Sister Lixiu into the room on the right.

In the room, Grandma, Aunt Huang, and Uncle Huang were all sitting with serious expressions, while Huang Jiahe was standing beside the bed with a worried look on his face, looking at the person lying on the bed.

When I saw the person on the bed, I was shocked. It was Huang Jiahai. Half of his face was covered in blood and he kept groaning and shouting in pain.

Why does that wound look so familiar? Yes, it is exactly the same as the wound on Tianxi's body that I saw at that time, as if the skin was peeled off.

My heart suddenly tightened. Is that yellow fox making trouble again? That shouldn't be the case. Didn't it promise to bring joy?

"Feng'er, you're back. Come and see what's going on with your brother Hai?"

Grandma must have been at her wits' end, and her eyes lit up when she saw me.

"Yes, Feng'er, come and have a look, what is going on!"

When Aunt Huang saw me, she acted like she saw a savior. Her tense nerves immediately turned into sobs, and she came to pull me up as if to rescue me.

I gently patted her trembling hands that were tightly holding mine, and spoke to her softly.

"Auntie Huang, don't worry, let me take a look first."

So I asked about the situation.

Grandma told me the whole story in detail.

It turned out that Mr. Huang felt unwell four days ago, and his family went to work in the fields. So, after coaxing little Tiancai to sleep, he went to the village clinic on his own with a crutch.

Doctor Huang examined him and found symptoms that he had a cold, so he prescribed some medicine and told him that he should be fine if he took it on time.

It was noon, and the weather was so hot that it was hard to breathe. The sun was shining brightly, and the temperature reached over 35 degrees. Doctor Huang kindly reminded Mr. Huang to sit for a while and cool down before going back.

But Grandpa Huang was worried about his great-grandson Tiancai. Everyone in the family was working in the fields, so he waited until Tiancai fell asleep before going out, for fear that the child would wake up and run around and get into an accident.

So, Mr. Huang walked back with difficulty under the scorching sun, leaning on a cane. The journey took more than 20 minutes, and he even took a detour through a small path. Halfway through the journey, he was already sweating profusely from exhaustion.

He looked at the shining sun and suddenly fainted on the edge of the field.

By the time people working in the fields found him, he was already dying, and everyone quickly called the Huang family.

Huang Jiahai hurriedly dropped the work in his hands and ran over. When he arrived, he found a yellow fox wandering around the old man.

Thinking of Tianxi's death, he became furious and kicked the yellow-skinned man far away. The yellow-skinned man fell to the ground, struggled for a few times and then fainted.

Huang Jiahai was still not satisfied, so he stepped on the yellow fox's head and crushed it with all his strength. In a short time, the yellow fox was crushed into a bloody mess.

When all the Huang family members arrived, they found that Mr. Huang had died, so they had to carry him back.

According to local customs, an elderly person who died outside cannot be brought back into the house, so the old man was placed in a coffin that had been prepared long ago.

The family was rushing to harvest food when the old man passed away. Huang Jiahai, who had just experienced the pain of losing his son, became angrier the more he thought about it.

He actually ran to the tablet of Wong Tai Sin where grandma had asked them to offer sacrifices, and threw everything on the incense table to the ground. He then used his shoes, which were stained with Wong Tai Sin's blood, to stomp the tablet of Wong Tai Sin into pieces.

By the time Aunt Huang called my grandmother over, everything had already happened and it was too late.

Grandma also calculated that Old Master Huang could only be buried after seven days, otherwise it would be a very bad omen. So, the coffin that I saw when I first arrived was also a last resort.

After listening to my grandmother's story, I roughly understood that Huang Jiahai had offended Wong Tai Sin again.

There’s just one thing I don’t understand. How could a yellow-skinned man appear next to Mr. Huang in broad daylight and when it was so hot?