Chapter 278 Chapter 44: Bad Premonition

"That is to say, my wooden bed was not made by humans, but by ghosts?" Uncle Jin said with a twitching corner of his mouth.Uncle Jin's wife standing beside him also trembled. Grandpa comforted: "Now it's all just speculation. If we want to know whether this wooden bed is really made by that child named Xu Yi, we have to ask him to find out." "Ask him? He's dead, how can I ask him?" Uncle Jin said tremblingly. "Of course. If you don't ask him, how do you know if he made the wooden bed?" Grandpa nodded.Grandpa stretched out two smoky fingers and pinched his eye sockets.I know he's a little tired.The backlash was eating at his energy.Then, those two smoky fingers reached into his pocket, and as I expected, he took out a cigarette and stuffed it to his mouth.

I know that cigarettes can relieve grandpa's fatigue, but it will make grandpa's body more fragile.So I hurriedly shouted in a very angry tone on purpose: "Grandpa! Grandpa!" Grandpa immediately took the cigarette from his mouth like a thief who was about to strike when he met the police. After a moment of hesitation, he put the cigarette between his upper lip and nose, and sniffed it vigorously like an old buffalo before eating grass. smell. When Uncle Jin heard that he was going to ask ghosts, he immediately panicked, waved his hands and said, "That, that, forget it! I don't dare to deal with these unclean things. Forget it, forget it..."

Grandpa said: "If you don't ask him, the problem of your bed making noise will not be solved. Other people's beds are used for sleeping, but your bed is designed to disturb your sleep, so you can't use this bed." Grandpa put on an air of nothing to do with himself, and then added: "Then you should prepare some more wages and make another good wooden bed." The last sentence can be said to have stabbed Uncle Jin's sore spot.He hastily grabbed his grandfather and said, "Then please help me, Master Ma. Although our son sent us all the money, we two old people are living on our laurels, and we should save as much as we can. Please help me ask Ask the ghost, I will give you one-third of the wages of the wooden bed, no no, I will give you half of the wages of the wooden bed!"

I sarcastically said: "You don't need your wages, just give more cigarettes to others in the future, and stop putting other people's cigarettes in your pocket." Uncle Jin blushed.Grandpa patted me on the shoulder: "Liangzi, don't talk nonsense." Grandpa asked Master Yi, who was sitting beside him silently for a long time: "Do you know where Xu Yi's grave is? Show us there." I quickly said, "I know." "How do you know?" Grandpa asked.Master Yi also showed a disbelieving expression. "When I came out of Master Yi's house, I looked at the mountains behind. There was a loess of loess in the tea bushes that stood out. It should be Xu Yi's new grave." Then I turned my head and asked Master Yi, "Is that so?"

Master Yi was a little out of shape at this time, he stroked his face with callused palms, and replied as if he was about to doze off: "It should be." Then he yawned a long time. Grandpa walked up to Master Yi, bent down and pressed Master Yi's forehead with his thumb.Master Yi gave a jolt, and suddenly became more energetic, like waking up from a dream, turning his head to look left and right. Grandpa straightened up and said deeply: "Master Yi, after a few days, many people will come to you one after another, saying that there is something wrong with the wooden bed made by your apprentice."

"Really?" Master Yi asked in surprise. Grandpa guessed wrong this time.But this is not my grandfather's fault, because although my grandfather thought that Xu Yi pestered Master Yi for more than a day or two, he didn't expect that all those who hired Master Yi to be a carpenter had the most obvious difference from Uncle Jin. Grandpa said: "Don't you think it's easy to get sleepy recently?" Master Yi nodded. "Uncle Jin said that when you were making a wooden bed for his family, you sat on a chair and snored every day, and that apprentice you didn't know took care of all the carpentry work without complaint. When you were working in other people's houses Is it easy to get sleepy too?" Grandpa asked, staring into Master Yi's eyes.

Apparently, Master Yi didn't believe what Grandpa said. "No way? Being a carpenter is also a meticulous job. How can I plan wood and carve patterns when I doze off all the time? When flicking the ink thread a little, the whole piece of wood will be scrapped. How can I fall asleep?" Master Yi shook shook his head. "Don't believe it? You will believe it in a few days." Grandpa smiled, "Let's have dinner at my house tonight. When the weather is later, let's go to the new grave behind your house to have a look. I asked Ask Xu Yi to see if he helped you make a wooden bed for Uncle Jin."

Uncle Jin's wife immediately snatched up: "Don't! Let's have dinner at my house tonight. You all happen to be here anyway. I'll cook now." Grandpa smiled and said, "Why are you in a hurry? You haven't even eaten lunch yet, so don't rush to make dinner." Master Yi and I were both amused. Uncle Jin hurriedly stood up to offer cigarettes to his grandfather and Master Yi, and said, "Everyone, let's go back to have lunch first. The main reason is that we can't prepare so many dishes in a short time, or we can eat lunch here together." .I need your help with my new wooden bed."

A few of us came out from Uncle Jin's house.The morning fog has dissipated, and the sun in the distance is like egg yolk, not emitting any light.Master Yi pointed at the "egg yolk" and smiled: "Master Ma, tell me, do we live in the same egg?" Grandpa looked up at the round sun and smiled comfortably.At that moment, I felt that Grandpa was like a philosopher who penetrated the world, and I was extremely envious of those deep and tender eyes. "Who knows?" Grandpa smiled, "Come here early in the evening." Back on the ground of grandpa's house, grandma was beating the quilt with a clothes mallet, and the dust on the quilt had glued grandma's sleeves to a thin layer.From a distance, grandma's hand seemed to have just been pulled out of the soil.

This is a bad thought!I immediately shook my head to shake off this bad imagination.That was the first time I had a premonition of grandma's disaster.At that time, I thought it was just my random imagination. I didn't realize how effective the feeling at that moment was until my grandma had an accident.It's a pity that few people will believe in feelings 100% before things really happen.What makes me gratified is that grandpa takes life, old age, sickness and death very lightly.On the day grandma passed away, grandpa supported grandma's coffin and said that living is also painful, and it may not be a good thing to go.But when he turned around, I saw an indescribable loneliness.I want to emphasize that it is not grief but loneliness, or in other words, loneliness definitely exceeds grief.