My name is Wang Lin, a native of Chongqing, born in 1990.

On the day I was born, my grandmother passed away. An old man who was not sick at all staggered to the ground and passed away when my first cry sounded.

"Disaster!"

Seeing grandma fall to the ground, grandpa didn't step forward to help me, but gave me a cold look at the newly born me, then angrily returned to the house and locked the door.

What's even more puzzling is that during the entire funeral, my grandfather never showed up again. It wasn't until the morning of the funeral that someone saw him leaning against the glass window, looking at the funeral procession from a distance, with a complicated expression.

How could he be so cruel?

His wife died, and he didn't even show his face?

My grandfather's abnormal behavior undoubtedly aroused strong dissatisfaction among his family, and something happened not long after that, which even led to the family members jointly kicking my grandfather out.

That was when I just turned one year old...

Because I am the only child in the family, my parents specially organized a "first-year anniversary banquet" for me and invited a large group of relatives and friends to have a drink and celebrate.

After we had had enough wine and food, someone suddenly suggested that I should perform a "week-grabbing" ceremony.

The so-called Zhou Zhou, also known as wiping children, testing Xu, Nian Zhou, and testing Zhou, this custom has a long history in my hometown. To put it simply, it is a kind of prediction of the future held when a child has just turned one year old.

and divination rituals of temperament.

Seeing that everyone was very excited, my father naturally agreed. Then everyone worked together to find various small items, such as seals, pens, ink, paper, inkstones, various snacks, toys and rouge for women.

Lipstick etc.

Then I asked my mother to hold me in the middle and let me choose at will without any inducement.

Each of the small objects used to catch Zhou has a different meaning. For example, if you catch a seal, you may become a high official in the future; if you catch the rouge and lipstick used by a woman, it means that you may be an addicted woman when you grow up.

Sexy guy.

Originally, everything went smoothly.

No matter what I caught, it was just a family game to make friends and family laugh, that's all.

The strange thing is that just when I was about to choose, my grandfather appeared with an "unpredictable" look on his face. Without saying a word, he directly put a blue dagger into the pile of objects, and then I

He grabbed the dagger in a daze.

Just when everyone looked at my grandpa with puzzled expressions, he seemed to have gone crazy. He suddenly got angry and snatched the dagger away. At the same time, he yelled: "Monster!"

A cold light flashed, and the dagger in Grandpa's hand had already been slashed straight into my chest.

Everything happened so suddenly that so many relatives and friends at the scene had no time to stop me. They could only watch helplessly as the dagger split the clothes on my chest in half and scratched a foot on my tender chest.

There were horrific bloodstains of about ten centimeters.

The bright red blood instantly dyed the blanket underneath me red, and I said "Wow" and burst into tears.

My mother fainted from fright on the spot, and my father was so angry that he pushed my grandfather to the ground: "Are you crazy!"

Tiger poison does not eat its children, let alone an infant grandson who has just turned one year old?

My dad was probably furious, so he stepped forward and kicked my grandfather's feet, then hugged me and rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

Everyone can't understand why my grandfather did this. What on earth is he trying to do?

Later, many relatives and friends asked him, but he refused to speak. He just muttered like a dream: "Disaster!"

Not long after the incident, grandpa was kicked out of the new house and returned to the old house in the mountains, living alone.

And I managed to save a small life under the treatment of the hospital. But the ten-centimeter-long scar became more and more hideous as I grew older. And because of this, I have been frail and sick since I was a child, and many people

They were all worried that I would die young.

It wasn't until I entered junior high school and passed my first animal year that my health gradually improved, and my family heaved a sigh of relief.

In my impression, the memory of my grandfather has always been very vague. When I was young, I also went to play in the old house where my grandfather lived, but every time I was kicked out by my grandfather in a stern voice. He was still so unkind.

see me.

After I became sensible, I rarely saw my grandfather and never went to the old house again. Occasionally I met him on the street, and he never looked at me seriously, as if his life would be shortened if he looked at me more.

It wasn't until I was admitted to college when I was twenty years old and was about to go to a neighboring province to study. On the first night before leaving, my grandfather suddenly found me and asked me to go to his old house with him.

To be honest, I really didn’t want to go at that time.

Firstly, I came because I was leaving the next day and there were a lot of things to pack in the evening.

Secondly, I am actually quite afraid of my grandfather, and I also have a shadow of the gloomy old house in the mountains. That place is simply the nightmare of my childhood.

However, I went anyway.

I don't know why. Maybe it's because of his white hair and stooped body. Or maybe it's because of his sad and expectant eyes...

Anyway, I went.

I have never blamed my grandfather. I don't blame him for calling me a "disaster", nor do I blame him for leaving such a horrible scar on my chest.

Blood is thicker than blood, he is still my grandfather after all, and I always feel that my grandfather should have his own reasons.

Which old man doesn’t want his children and grandchildren to live in his house, and which old man doesn’t want his children and grandchildren to live happily?

But my grandfather chose to cut my chest, and the price he paid was to be alone for twenty years. Except for giving him some delicious food during the holidays, no one took care of his daily life.

I think he has his own reasons.

When we arrived at the old house, my grandfather looked at me calmly and asked, "Do you blame me, Wang Lin?"

"It used to be weird, but now it's not weird anymore."

"Then would you like to call me grandpa?"

Grandpa looked at me expectantly.

"grandfather."

I answered his question with practical actions.

"well--"

The sound of "Grandpa" made him burst into tears. I noticed that his eyes at that time were pleased, touched, and seemed to be aggrieved...

He must have his own reasons, I am more and more convinced of this!

After a long time, Grandpa wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his face regained his composure and said, "Do you believe Grandpa?"

"Um!"

I nodded with certainty, and at the same time I was secretly happy. Will the truth of so many years of mystery finally come to light today?

"Then take this with you from now on!"

Grandpa took out something wrapped in red cloth from under his pillow and handed it to me with great solemnity.

I'm very curious and am about to open it and take a look.

"Don't look! It's not the right time!"

Grandpa was startled, stopped me quickly, and then said: "You were born with the blood light, and you were born with a lonely evil spirit. In the next four years, your luck may not be very good. You want to

Be mentally prepared.”

"Tomorrow four years later, you may encounter something that you cannot solve. Only then can you open the red cloth! If not, burn it and never open it! Remember! Remember!"

"Tomorrow in four years?"

I looked at my grandpa in confusion and asked, "Why not today?"

"You'll know tomorrow!"

Grandpa's eyes became increasingly sad as he said, "Also, after you leave today, you will never go back to the old house again! Ask your dad to burn it down! Do you remember?"

"oh……"

Although I was full of doubts and didn't agree with what my grandfather said about "fate brings a lonely evil spirit", I still nodded my head obediently.

"Go away! Never come back here again!"

After saying this, grandpa kicked me out again.

"grandfather!"

I called out, but grandpa quickly locked the door and never answered.

Alas, he is indeed an old man with a weird temper...

I have long been accustomed to my grandfather's weird temper. I knew that he didn't insist on what he said, so I turned around and prepared to leave here.

I hadn't taken two steps when I suddenly felt very sad. I looked back at the old house, and something suddenly felt in my heart. I always felt that this was probably the last time I would see my grandfather!

After struggling for a while in my heart, I finally restrained the urge to go back to find my grandfather. I just kowtowed three times respectfully in the direction of the old house from a long distance away.

What I didn't know was that while I was kowtowing to the old house, a gray-haired old man was hiding in the crack of the door and peeking in, tears welling up in his eyes.

When I got home, I wanted to persuade my dad several times to take my grandpa back to live with him, but when the words came to my lips, I swallowed them again.

Grandpa's character is too withdrawn, and he behaves in many weird ways. I think the reason why my dad drove grandpa back to live in the old house despite being accused of being unfilial must have his considerations. As a son, I can't say much.

What.

Early the next morning, my dad put me on the train. With the sound of "clang, clang, clang" on the rails, I left the home that had raised me for twenty years.

Qianzhou, a neighboring province, is not far from home. After more than ten hours' drive, I arrived at Qianyang, the capital of Qianzhou, at noon.

As soon as I got off the car, I received a call from my dad. The first words my dad said shocked me: "Your grandpa passed away and passed away peacefully."
Chapter completed!