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

"But, but, I really don't want to live like this now. There's no meaning in living. I might as well fall to death." She choked.

"Xiaolan, when you went upstairs crying that day, did you feel a chill on your back?"

I felt that something was fishy, ​​so I asked after holding it in for a long time.

"How do you know?" She released her hands from her face and looked at me with tears in her eyes. Huang Chunrong and Zeng Li also looked at me curiously.

"Oh, just saying. It's hot in the summer. If you go to the rooftop, it will definitely be cool when the wind blows." I hurriedly explained, regretting having asked that question.

In fact, as soon as she finished speaking, I felt something was wrong. There was a ghost in her house. She also said that it seemed like she was pushed down by someone.

But most people wouldn't believe this kind of thing. If I hastily attributed her jumping off the building to a ghost, I'm afraid her family wouldn't accept it.

My explanation was also very far-fetched, but they didn't think about it too much and just started talking about other topics.

The main topic is to find a way to go to a big hospital for treatment, or to see a doctor who treats injuries.

After our counseling, Qiao Xiaolan's mood gradually improved. At this stage, having someone to chat and counsel her should help her feel much better.

Otherwise, when you are alone in your room, the more you think, the more you will get into a dead end.

We chatted for about half an hour. When Qiao Xiaoling came to call us for dinner, it was time for dinner, so we went to the main room without any hesitation.

The five of us, plus Qiao Xiaoling, as well as Qiao's father and mother, sat down. Qiao's father and mother greeted us politely. Zhu Xiaoling picked up a bowl, filled it with porridge and some vegetables, and brought it to Qiao Xiaolan's room.

I could tell that the Qiao family members were in a bad mood. When Qiao's father and mother greeted us, they had forced smiles on their faces.

On such hot days, people in this area eat porridge or rice tea with some dishes or pickles. On the Qiao family's table there was porridge, rice tea, four side dishes and a plate of pickles.

People in the north may not have eaten rice tea. It is made by frying rice in an iron pan until it turns yellow and then boiling it in water. It is usually eaten after it cools down. It tastes sweet and delicious, and can also help quench thirst.

Some people have come up with a good idea. When they go out to work, they pour the fried rice into a thermos and then pour in boiling hot water. When they come back a few hours later, they can pour out the rice and eat it as if it were cooked.

The weather was too hot, and the Qiao family was in a heavy mood, so we ate very little and soon put down our bowls and chopsticks.

"Thank you for visiting my Xiaolan. Please come and visit her more often when you have time. She is like this now..."

After putting down the chopsticks in her hand, Mother Qiao began to express her gratitude, but halfway through her words, tears couldn't stop flowing out.

"You! The children came to see Xiaolan, and you are crying again."

When Mr. Qiao saw that Ms. Qiao had started crying, his voice became choked with sobs as he tried to persuade her.

"Uncle, aunt, don't be sad. Xiaolan should still be able to recover. We will come to accompany her whenever we are free."

Zeng Li consoled us and we nodded.

"Well, it's because we don't have money. If I had money, I would take her to a big hospital in the provincial capital for a check-up." Dad Qiao said again.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. When Xiaolan gets better, I'll go out to work and earn money to pay for my sister's medical treatment."

Qiao Xiaoling's tears also gushed out, and her tone was filled with deep regret.

"Stop talking, clean up first!"

Dad Qiao didn't want to talk about his family's sad stories in front of us, so he interrupted the topic.

Qiao Xiaoling stood up, wiping her tears, and started to clean up the dishes. The three of us girls also stood up to help, but were stopped by Qiao's mother.

"We'll clean up, we don't need your help, you can go stay with Xiaolan."

So the three of us went into Qiao Xiaolan's room again. She had finished eating too. With her red and swollen eyes, she gave us a smile. It seemed that she was in a much better mood.

I took the bowl and chopsticks from her hands and took them out, while Zeng Li and Huang Chunrong stayed to chat with her.

After entering the kitchen and giving the dishes to Qiao Xiaoling to wash, I looked around carefully but did not see the ghost.

I didn't see the ghost following Qiao Xiaoling while we were eating. It must be because there were so many people and the yang energy was so strong that he didn't dare to follow. But now he hasn't noticed it, and I even suspect that I might have seen it wrong.

I exchanged a few words with Qiao Xiaoling and then walked out again.

I originally wanted to look around the Qiao family's house, but without permission, I couldn't walk around in someone else's house, so I gave up.

After Qiao Xiaoling finished cleaning the kitchen and went into Qiao Xiaolan's room, we got up and said goodbye because it was too hot at noon and we couldn't go out to work. People in this area have the habit of taking a nap at noon, so it wasn't convenient for us to stay there all the time.

"Xiaolan, take care of yourself! We will come to see you when we have time."

We said goodbye to Zhu Xiaolan, and she waved goodbye to us with tears in her eyes.

Zhu Xiaoling saw us out. The sun was scorching, but she carefully went to the small pond in front of the threshing ground and picked a large lotus leaf for each of us.

The five of us walked back with the lotus leaves on our backs. On the way, the three of them told Wang Erming and me an astonishing news.

Wang Erming already knew about it. Deng Xiaojun had already told him about it when the three of us girls were chatting with Qiao Xiaolan.

Now tell us again.

It turns out that what Wang Erming said about Zhu Xiaoling being married was indeed true.

As early as two years ago, 20-year-old Qiao Xiaoling married Huang Bo from our village.

I need to explain here that primary schools in that era implemented the system of repeating a grade. When it came to the entrance examination for each grade, the last few students in the class would be retained to continue studying for another year, so it was normal for classmates to have an age difference of one to four years.

Wang Erming had been idle at home for more than a year. He is three years older than me and only two grades higher than me. Zhu Xiaoling is two years older than him. It is certain that Qiao Xiaoling's grades were not very good in elementary school.

But she looks different from her sister Qiao Xiaolan. Qiao Xiaolan looks like her father, a little short and fat, while she should look like her mother, tall, fair-skinned and very beautiful.

The guy called Huang Bo is from Team 1 of Huangjia Village. He is very dark and fat. I have seen him several times. Although his facial features are not ugly, I find it strange that Qiao Xiaoling likes him given his figure.

"I heard that Sister Xiaoling didn't like Huang Bo at all. She ran away from the wedding the night before, but was caught and brought back. A few months after the marriage, she filed for a divorce and returned to her parents' home."

Zeng Li is from Qiaojia Village and knows a lot, this is what she said.

"Later, Huang Bo came to the Qiao family and took Xiaoling back home. But more than a month later, she came back again. Later, I heard from people in the village that Huang Bo came to her house to make trouble and ended up killing her brother Qiao Xiaofeng."

"Ah! How could this happen?" Hearing this, Wang Erming and I exclaimed.

"I know Huang Bo. He's four years older than me. He's a very honest person. He doesn't look like someone who would dare to kill someone!"