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

Unexpectedly, a few days later, Wang Erming actually persuaded his parents and went to study in the junior high school in the countryside.

Because of the practice of repeating a grade in that era, the age difference between children in a class was two to three years, so he played at home for two years and didn't feel old when he went to junior high school again.

After this scare, he became a completely different person.

Because he lived far from home and had to live in the school dormitory, he came back one day a week. After coming back, he did not hang out with the kids in the same village or fight with them. Instead, he took the initiative to help his family with work. Occasionally, he would come to my house to help me and my grandmother chop firewood.

Even his family members said that it was that incident that scared their son Erming awake and made him sensible.

His mother often sent me and my grandmother some delicious food such as dumplings and glutinous rice cakes to express her gratitude.

These things were not available for purchase in that era and had to be made at home. My grandmother and I didn’t have the ability or the place to make them.

Just like that, in my ordinary life, I welcomed my first summer vacation after traveling to this era.

The Central Plains has four distinct seasons. The summer sun is scorching, and even the morning sun is scorching hot.

Grandma dragged her hunched and thin body at the age of 73 and went out again before dawn.

It seemed like she didn't want to waste a minute and wanted to use her limited life to earn more money to pave the way for my future life.

I know she is afraid that one day when she is taken away by the King of Hell, I will not be an adult yet and will not be able to support myself.

I often advise her to rest at home for two days, but she always says that she is still strong enough and should do as much as she can!

I was helpless and had to do my best to help her with more work after school or on weekends so that she wouldn't be so tired.

I got up at dawn and cooked a bowl of noodles for my grandma as usual in the morning. Then I went to the door to look for my grandma at about the same time.

In the paddy fields, the seedlings are growing vigorously. In order to avoid the scorching sun at noon, people go to the fields early to pull weeds.

Grandma came back, sat down and picked up the bowl of noodles I cooked. Her wrinkled face showed kindness and relief, and she smiled as she ate.

I had finished eating, and I had done it first on purpose. Usually at this time I would pick up a palm-leaf fan and gently fan it beside my grandma to help her drive away the heat and fatigue.

After breakfast, grandma took a short rest and then went to the river with me to fish. Because Xiao Hei would usually come to help drive the fish, we always had a good catch.

The weather was too hot, so we only played for the whole morning before we picked up our buckets and went home. Maybe it was because the surface of the river water was too hot. When Xiao Hei saw us packing up our things to leave, he swam into the water plants with a whoosh.

"Xiao Hei is afraid of the heat."

When grandma saw Xiao Hei swimming around in a hurry, she couldn't help but laugh.

I wiped the sweat off my face.

"Yes, it's too hot. Let's go home! By the way, grandma, we have to buy an electric fan, otherwise we will be too hot to death."

Our house is shorter and smaller than other houses, so it is a little hotter.

But the fans sold in this era were all Camel brand floor fans, which cost several hundred yuan each, equivalent to at least two months' salary for an ordinary worker.

Grandma went to town to look at it several times, but she couldn't bear to buy it.

Hearing me say this, grandma finally made up her mind. In the afternoon, we went to the town under the scorching sun, carrying the fish.

Because the weather was too hot, the fish were easily killed, so my grandmother sold the fish at a very low price and bought a Camel brand floor fan, which I carried back.

My grandma wanted to help me several times but I refused because she was still carrying the bucket of water.

After returning home, I quickly washed off the sweat on my body and plugged in the electric fan.

Although the wind was full of heat, my grandma and I still felt a slight coolness and enjoyed it happily.

"Does this thing consume a lot of electricity?" asked grandma.

"Don't worry, grandma, it won't cost much electricity!"

I felt a little helpless when I heard my grandma say this. She must be reluctant to spend the electricity bill. I had to blow it for a while, then turn it off. When it was really too hot, I turned it on again and blow it for a while.

When it was time for dinner, we moved the table and electric fan to the open space at the door because it was cooler that way.

When the dishes were served, I asked grandma to sit down and I went to get more rice.

In summer, people here basically eat porridge and rice tea.

People in the north may not know what rice tea is. It is just frying rice in a pot and then boiling it in water. It can quench thirst and replenish nutrition.

Usually, people of our generation would fry some in a big iron pan in the summer, put it in a container, and then take out some to cook when they want to eat.

We happened to be cooking rice tea today. I just put two bowls of rice tea on the table and was ready to sit down.

I saw a little kid walking by the road, about four or five years old, with a dirty face.

She looks very strange, with a short chin, a high forehead, small eyes, and most importantly, her neck is much longer than that of a normal person.

Because my home is by the river, the dividing line between Huangjia Village and Jingjia Village is the river where we go fishing.

There is also a road in front of my house that leads to Jingjia Village. This road is also the only way for several surrounding villages to go to the town. People often pass by.

But it was so late, normally no one would pass by, and there was only this child with no adults around, so my grandmother and I were very puzzled.

Unexpectedly, the child did not walk forward, but walked straight to our table, staring at the rice and dishes on the table, his saliva dripping.

"Child, where are you from and why aren't you home so late?" asked grandma.

The child did not say anything. He looked up at his grandmother and then stared at the rice and dishes.

"Is he a mute?" I said.

"Feng'er, please go get another bowl of rice tea!"

Grandma must have been very kind.

I immediately got up and added a bowl of rice tea, and brought a bamboo chair with me.

When I came out, grandma had already taken the child to the small pond at the door with an old towel and washed his hands and face clean.

The child sitting on the chair was a little reserved at first. He obviously wanted to eat, but he didn't dare to start. He just stared at his grandmother with his little eyes wide open.

"Eat!" As soon as his grandma finished speaking, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating voraciously.

"Eat slowly."

While helping him pick up some food, grandma said, "Looking at the way he eats, I guess he hasn't eaten for at least three days."

After eating, he touched his bulging belly and smiled foolishly.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, grandma asked again:

"Child, what's your name? Whose child are you from?"

Now he spoke, although it seemed that he was not as smart as normal children and he stuttered a little when he spoke.

But under his grandmother's patient questioning, he still told her where his home was.

It turned out that his family was from Team 6 of Jingjia Village. There was only one grandfather in the family named Li Yuangui. His name was Li Xiaobao, and he was 5 years old this year. He couldn't tell any other information.

After asking the question, I went to wash the dishes. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, grandma said:

"Xiaobao, do you know where your home is? Can grandma take you back?"

Hearing what his grandmother said, Li Xiaobao immediately showed a look of horror and shook his head repeatedly.