Chapter 375 Chapter 12 Pictures on the Wall

"Dad—" Ma Juhe fumbled wildly on the wall with both hands. "Your father is gone." Grandpa sighed. "No! No! He didn't leave!" Ma Juhe pressed his hands against the wall, staring straight at the peeling lime. "What's wrong?" Grandpa walked over strangely, patted Ma Juhe on the shoulder and asked.But Ma Juhe still stared at the wall obsessively, motionless, like a sculpture. "Don't be sad, your father is no longer from this world, he can't stay here for a long time." "No," Ma Juhe turned to his grandfather and said, "Father Yue, look, there are traces of my father on this wall!" Ma Juhe's words startled his grandfather.

"What?" Grandpa couldn't believe it. "Father Yue, come and have a look." Ma Juhe waved to his grandfather.It doesn't look like he became demented in an instant due to over-excitement.He waved vigorously at his grandfather, without any intention of joking. Grandpa walked over suspiciously, and asked Ma Juhe, "What's the matter? What do you want me to see?" "Look at the wall." Ma Juhe said. "Look at the wall?" Grandpa squinted at Ma Juhe, and then reluctantly shifted his gaze to the wall where his father's portrait was hung.Grandpa's gaze was fleeting at first, but after the glancing, he regained his composure, said "um", and immediately turned his head to re-examine the wall.

"Look, he's still here." Ma Juhe looked at his grandfather anxiously, then turned his anxious gaze to the wall, and pointed to a shadow with his finger, "Father Yue, look here, do you see it? This shadow is very It's very light, but it's not without it." Ma Juhe said while drawing crooked lines on the wall. In fact, without Ma Juhe's unnecessary pointing, Grandpa has already seen the faint shadow on the wall, just like the wall next to the stove in the kitchen, with a faint black mark scorched by smoke and fog.Although this black mark is only a little rough, it is roughly in the shape of a person, and it is easy to distinguish where is the head and where is the foot.If you look closely, you can even see where the fingers are, the lines on the fingers.

"This is my father's shadow! It didn't exist here before!" Ma Juhe squatted down and pointed at the shadow's hand, exclaiming, "Dad Yue, look! This shadow's ring finger is bent so badly that it can hardly be straightened! That is When he was alive, I was hammered to repair the waterwheel!" Grandpa immediately squatted down to check the shadow's hand, as expected! Grandpa also remembers that Ma Juhe’s father told him when he was still alive that when he took his naughty young son to repair the waterwheel, his young son Ma Juhe accidentally hit his fingers with a hammer with a wooden sheath, causing his fingers to curl up like wild animals. bracken.Until his death, when grandpa and several other old people of the same age moved him into the coffin, he still saw his ring finger like a bracken.

Ma Juhe was so excited that the muscles on his face trembled: "It's my dad's shadow! He's gone, but his shadow is still on the wall at home! He is reluctant to leave me!" Grandpa stood up, shook his head at the faint shadow, and said coldly: "He is really a stubborn old man! I'm afraid he won't leave until he sees his only grandson get better. What's the matter now? It’s so old and patriarchal, it really shouldn’t be!” I don't know how the shadow on the wall will feel after hearing what Grandpa said, if the shadow can hear it. Grandpa glanced at Ma Juhe and said, "Your father doesn't want to part with you, it's all because of the incense of his Ma family."

Ma Juhe was taken aback for a moment, sighed, looked at the shadow on the wall, then looked up at the portrait of his father directly above, bit his lips and said, "Dad, you can go away in peace! I’m taking care of my grandson here. I’ll do what you want. Don’t worry.” The shadow remained motionless, as if it were reflected in a sculpture. Grandpa also persuaded: "You are stubborn, you can just control your son, why do you have to take care of the living when you are dead? Let the children worry about their own affairs." "Although grandpa said so, but before my mother got married, he was still in control of her, and even prevented her from being with her father back then.He even held a big stick for picking firewood on the way to Changshan Village, and he was determined to be the "Queen Mother" who separated the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.The strange thing is that since I was born, his temperament has changed drastically, and he is not at all like the head of a feudal family like he was back then.

Ma Juhe tugged at his grandfather's cuff and said, "Father-in-law, you can't persuade him. If you are stubborn, it is harder to twist your neck than a buffalo. I figured it out. A man can bend and stretch. What's more, my wife really owes the baby-phobic ghost her previous life." Even though it’s unfair to me, it’s also unfair to the infantphobe if you don’t back down. Just teach me what to do. I’ll listen to what you say.” After finishing speaking, he faced the wall Staring at his shadow for a long time, it seemed that this was specifically for his father. Grandpa nodded, exhaled heavily, and said, "Take a bowl, drink some of your wife's milk, and send it to the pigsty."

Ma Juhe stood there for a while, then smacked his mouth, stomped his feet hard, and went to the kitchen to get a bowl.After a while, there was the sound of ding ding dong dong porcelain clashing in the kitchen. His daughter-in-law heard the collision sound in the back room, suppressed her voice and scolded: "Can't you be lighter? If you break the bowl in the cabinet, don't you have to spend money to buy it again?" The pigsty is in the single thatched hut behind the house, which basically has no sound insulation effect.The piglets in the pigsty seemed to have heard Ma Juhe's wife's words, and immediately hummed loudly as if to chime in, and then sneezed loudly.

Ma Juhe came out of the kitchen with a sad face, holding a white porcelain blue and white bowl in his hand, then walked into the back room and closed the door. After a while, he took the bowl into the pigsty.Immediately there was the sound of pigs eating and puffing in the pigsty.Ma Juhe turned his face away and looked at the orchard outside, with an expression of dissatisfaction. At this time, the children's cheers came from the ground next door, followed by the sound of firecrackers and soaring cannons.The air is filled with the smell of sulfur and celebration.