Those who know my master think he is a kind person and laughs whenever he sees him.

At the beginning, I felt the same way, but after several incidents, I realized that my grandfather was very evil. If anyone thinks he is easy to talk and bully, he will definitely suffer losses in his hands, or suffer in silence, and he will not even be able to say anything about his suffering.

The first time I thought I was weird was when my family was looking for someone to repair the beam.

Changing the house is a big deal in the countryside. All the people invited were big carpenters. The carpenter saw that my family was the only one who was my father and I wanted to raise the price. As a result, before the beam was repaired, my father started arguing with the carpenter.

When the neighbors came to persuade me to fight, they even told my grandfather: "The big carpenter can't afford to offend you. If someone does something bad for you, it will cause trouble for the family if it is less serious, and if it is worse, it will cause death."

As soon as my grandfather got up, no one could say anything, so he asked the carpenter to repair the beam. When the carpenter saw that all the neighbors in the village had come, he knew that he could not take advantage of it, so he held his face and told me: I will definitely repair it for you, don’t worry.

The night when my house was in Daliang, I couldn't sleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt someone looking at me. No matter how I turned over, I felt that the man was staring at me behind me. I hid on the side, and the man followed behind and made do with it.

I just felt that someone was lying behind me, staring at the back of my head, and quietly waiting for me to turn around and look at him.

If so, I turned over and saw someone I didn't know...

I was so scared that I hurriedly hugged in the quilt and cried. When my grandfather heard the movement, he quickly asked me what was wrong? But I couldn't tell why, and kept saying that there was someone behind me. When my grandfather heard this, he cursed: "My mom," and took the machete and went up to the roof of the shed, swung the knife and slashed hard on the beam.

In a short while, I heard a "bang" sound on the roof. My grandfather seemed to have cut off something, and I also heard a scream. The movement must be a human voice.

I was so scared that I hugged in the quilt and didn't dare to show my head. After a while, my grandfather got off the roof and hugged me and comforted me for a while.

I asked him what happened just now, but my grandfather just didn't say it.

In a few days, the carpenter came again. As soon as he entered the house, he held a red envelope onto the table and closed the door and kowtowed to my grandfather.

My grandfather and I were having a meal at the time, and my grandfather said, "Eat your meal, go out to play when you are full." He never paid attention to the carpenter, and the man kept kneeling on the ground and did not dare to say anything.

Actually, I had already eaten for a long time and didn't leave just to see what my grandfather was doing. But my grandfather drove me outside with a calm face. I walked around the outside and came back and lay on the crack in the door and listened to the room. I happened to hear my grandfather say, "You haven't tried to do it, and I don't do it. But don't take your skills anymore. If you don't have the right mind, keeping your skills will cause harm..."

I haven't understood what my grandfather meant yet. My grandfather shouted in the room as if he could see me: "Chen Ye, what are you doing? Go out and have fun!"

I was so scared that I ran out quickly. I was walking around the yard and was about to go back and see what was going on, but I heard a scream from the room.

After a while, the carpenter ran out of the house. I saw one hand full of blood, running out like crazy.

When I entered the house, I saw that it was like killing a chicken, and it was full of blood. My grandfather wiped the blood clean as if he was fine, picked up the red envelope on the table, and told me to take me to the market in a few days.

I asked him what was going on in the house, and he said, "It was the carpenter who accidentally cut his hand." Then he threw something outside the window. I didn't know what he was throwing, but I heard my dog ​​crunching and eating, which sounded like chewing bones.

I was still young at that time, and when I heard that I could go to the market, I ignored anything. Later, I heard from the villagers that when the carpenter was working, he accidentally chopped off his thumb and finger. The carpenter's ability lies in his thumb. If he threw that finger, his skills would be wasted.

Others say that the carpenter's fingers were broken when he was working, but no matter how I thought about it, I felt that his fingers were broken at my house?

From then on, I have been paying attention to my grandfather.

But my grandfather usually doesn’t see anything wrong. He just goes to the field, feeds chickens, and raises pigs. He asks people to chat when he is idle.

After a long time, I forgot about this. Later, something happened that made me truly meet my grandfather.

That year, my grandfather went out for a wedding banquet. I forgot what kind of relative I went to. However, I remember that the new wife's family was not easy to get along with. She either disliked this or that.

At that time, there was a child in the village. Seeing that his car was pretty, he sat in the cab while the car door was open, but his family pulled them down with their arms. The child was only seven or eight years old and was so scared that he cried.

My relatives didn't dare to offend their in-laws, so they came up to scold the child together, and even slapped them twice. My grandfather was drinking in the house. When he heard the child crying, he thought it was me. When he came out to ask, he became angry. He pointed at the relative and his in-laws and scolded him, saying that they lacked character.

The family came up to beat my grandfather, but was stopped by someone, saying that they were afraid that my grandfather would lie down on the ground and cheat others.

Now my grandfather became even more popular: "You have the ability to come up, all the young and old in the village are here. My surname is Chen. Today, I am here. Whoever cheats people will not be raised by people."

The family really took action, but the family lies on the ground to cheat me, and someone in his family called the police.

The police came over and asked for a long time before they believed that my grandfather knocked down six or seven young men alone.

I remember clearly that none of the people were seriously injured, but they had to be hospitalized and asked my relatives to send a message, saying that my family would not compensate, so I asked my grandfather to go to jail.

I was afraid that my grandfather would be arrested by the police, and the people cried several times. But my grandfather led me back as if he was fine. He told me while walking: "Yezi, remember, people can cause trouble, but you have to have the ability to recover the trouble. If you don't have that ability, you will admit defeat, and you will not be ashamed to admit defeat."

At that time, I thought my grandfather was going to admit defeat, so he cried even harder. My grandfather didn't say much, and carried me home.

That night, I couldn't sleep. In the middle of the night, I heard my grandfather quietly get up and go to the west room, and I didn't come out for a long time.

I quietly got up and looked into the west room, and almost shouted out in fear.

At that time, I clearly saw that my grandfather was sitting next to the kang table in the west room, with seven white porcelain wine cups placed on the table, and a piece of yellow paper was pressed under each wine cup.

My grandfather sat at the table with his eyes closed and motionless. His face was shining with oil lamps, which looked no different from a dead person.

I was so scared that I covered my mouth and didn't dare to make a sound, but my grandfather opened his eyes suddenly. My grandfather's eyes were like night owls, and the fierce light flashed out of his eyes was so scary that he shook his head.

But the wine cups on the table were blown one after another as I shrank my head. The white porcelain stubble collapsed everywhere, and the wine in the cup flowed down the table.

My grandfather gently supported the kang table with his hand, and the table top was slanted toward the edge of the kang, and all the wine on the table flowed under the edge of the kang.

When I looked out the table, I almost scared my soul. There was a figure with disheveled hair kneeling under the edge of the kang. The man's face was blocked by his hair for half. I couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman. I only saw her hands as white as it was, and her fingernails were as black as if soaked in ink. That was not the hand of a living person?

The man took the wine flowing from the table and held it in his palm and drank it. He seemed to notice that I was looking at him. He turned his head and looked at me. I suddenly saw a blood-stained eyeball.

When I was so scared that I didn't dare to make a sound, the man grinned at me and smiled at me before standing up and walking out.

My grandfather waited for the man to leave, packed everything, and lay down beside me and fell asleep as if nothing had happened.

I didn't dare to sleep for that night. I felt that the person who had just left was back and walked back and forth on the edge of the kang; I felt that my grandfather was looking at me with his eyes open... It was not until dawn that he fell asleep.

I didn't dare to ask me about what happened that night.

A few days later, the relatives of the family came and cried and asked my grandfather to admit their mistakes. I was lying outside and listening to it.

The family seemed to say that the people who were beaten by my master that day had nightmares every night and dreamed that there were dead people looking for them. They said that they dared to bully the Old Chen family, so they would not die well.

The family found a capable person to do it, but the person said that what they did was too much, which made the ancestors of the Chen family anxious. Then they came to the door to vent their anger for their descendants. The Chen family had to go to the ancestor's grave to make peace by themselves, so that the matter could be settled.

The family talked to my grandfather for a long time and took out the case withdrawal record to show my grandfather. My grandfather only said one sentence: "I'm so angry that I'm gone. How do you calculate if you beat someone's child?" and drove the person away.

After a while, the family came again and took the child's family, saying that they had specially come to the door to apologize last night. My grandfather then felt relieved. He collected the yellow paper tributes brought by the family, and said that he would go to the ancestral grave to give Yuanhe Yuanhe to the evening.

The family thought my grandfather had gone to the grave, but in fact my grandfather didn't go at all. He threw the yellow paper into the warehouse, turned the tribute and stewed it for me to eat.

At that time, I felt that my master had a curse. But I didn't ask my master about this, and he couldn't say it even after asking.

After that, I kept thinking about how my grandfather made a curse on people. After thinking about it, I focused on the mahogany box hidden in the wing room.

My grandfather never let me touch the box, saying that it was filled with the image of the ancestor. However, my grandfather never let me worship the ancestor.

During the Chinese New Year, the male members in the family kowtowed to the ancestor next to each other, and only the girls didn't have to go there. However, my grandfather inserted the door into my house and worshiped the ancestor himself. After worshiping, he locked the door tightly and prevented me from entering the house.

I guessed that the thing my master cursed must be in that box.

I tried to open the box several times while my grandfather was away but I couldn't succeed. Later, I finally opened the box, but almost took my life into it.
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