marry a ghost

Before Wei Shi, who was walking beside him, could answer, Wei Ning continued on his own, "Why am I telling you this, I think I'm also a little out of sorts because of this recent incident."

Wei Shi's eyes flickered, "Brother Ning, actually——there's something I didn't tell you, this——" He held up the plastic bag in his hand, which contained "blood-eating bacteria" that turned black in color, "It can cause hallucinations."

Wei Ning immediately stretched out his hand, and slapped Wei Shi on the back of the head, "Damn it, you didn't say it earlier, it made me think that I really saw a ghost, and I was so frightened that I said, Did you deliberately hide it from me, just waiting to see my jokes?"

Wei Shi smiled obsequiously, "Brother Ning, how could it be possible, I read about 'blood-eating bacteria' in an old book earlier, and I thought it was written in that book to fool people. There really is such a thing, and it grew in our Weizhuang cemetery, I came here to find you as soon as I remembered it." Wei Shi had a lewd expression of "I'm a brother and loyal enough".

Wei Ning snorted coldly, but didn't say anything else. Anyway, Wei Shi's explanation like the rain made his heavy steps much lighter.After ascertaining that it wasn't that he was a ghost, nor that he had a problem with his brain, Wei Ning laughed at himself, and sure enough, as long as he returned to Weizhuang, he would have no peace.

However, why in the hallucination, he didn't think of anyone, only that person?

Could it be that he really thought about it day by day, dreamed about it at night, and had a shady marriage, and subconsciously, he really took it seriously?

After returning to Weizhuang, when they parted ways, Wei Shi told Wei Ning that he would go to find him in the daytime, and it would take a lot of work to prepare the antidote.

Wei Ning nodded, turned around and left, the door of Wei Xi's house was ajar, and there was a little dim light coming through the door, Wei Ning walked over, pushed the door open lightly, just entering the door, a face abruptly Appearing in front of him, Wei Ning took a step back in fright, almost screaming.

"Ah Ning, I'm back. Mom has been waiting for you all night. I'm afraid that something will happen to you after you've been gone for so long." A blood-red lip was smeared on the extremely pale face, and she opened her eyes. He said a word together.

It's Aunt Wei, what are you doing dressing up like a ghost in the middle of the night?Wei Ning was frightened into a cold sweat, but he couldn't say anything, so he wiped his face with a wry smile, "It's okay, I was delayed on the road. Why haven't you slept yet? It's midnight, why are you still dressed like this—— neat?"

Third Aunt Wei supported the door panel and laughed happily, "Isn't it pretty?"

Wei Ning choked, nodded against his conscience, and choked out a sentence, "It looks good."

Aunt Wei touched her face, and her fingers were covered with white powder, which fell off in one fell swoop, "Does it look good? I think it looks good too. Ghosts and gods like this face very much. Don't dare to come to the door, Ah Ning, go to sleep, tomorrow I will take you to Wei Qiye's house to change the genealogy, go to sleep, oh—"

Wei Ning didn't move, watching Aunt Wei's thin body disappear behind the door.

There is a lot of gossip in front of the widow's door, and the man is greedy and flustered.

Wei Ning suddenly remembered this sentence that he didn't know where he heard it, probably it was also said by those old people in Weizhuang who like to gossip.Wei Ning still remembered the ambiguous expressions on their faces when they said this.When Wei Ning was young, he also fought with some children in Zhuangzi. The obscenities and smears and rumors they said about Wei's mother made Wei Ning angry and bit like a little beast with a wounded head. On the other side, even the people around him couldn't pull them away.

Wei Ning's mother would come to him, scold him, and ask him to apologize to those children. Wei Ning refused to bow his head, and Wei Ning's mother had no choice but to say something nice to bring the matter over.

When we got home and closed the door, Wei Ning's mother would hold Wei Ning and cry silently, "Don't hit me next time, let them talk, these tongue-twisters will get retribution, the more you put What they say is serious, those people will be more enthusiastic, if you ignore them, they will not follow up, but they are not interested, understand?" Wei Ning's mother finished crying, wiped away her tears, and told Wei Ning.

Wei Ning nodded with a half understanding.

In fact, he still didn't quite understand, but at least he understood that he had to be obedient, otherwise his mother would cry, and he was the only man in the family, so he had to protect her.

A few crazy words from Aunt Wei San made all those bad memories of Wei Ning come to the surface. Although he was not sure whether it was real or just a random thought, he still felt irritable. He wanted to get angry but didn't know who to attack He could only slam his fist on the wall in dismay, and went back to the new house.

The night passed like that.

Early in the morning, Third Aunt Wei made breakfast and took Wei Ning to the home of Wei Qiye.

At this time, the fog in the valley has not completely dissipated, and it seems to permeate the surroundings. The thick locust tree stands quietly by the roadside, and the wind blows, rolling up the fog and slowly spreading, surrounded by water. There was a "tick" sound, and the mountains on both sides were not high, but they looked so heavy that they were about to be pressed down.

After walking for a while, the trousers got wet, and the wooden bridge emerged from the mist.

After more than ten years, Wei Ning stepped on the wooden bridge again. The wooden bridge made a thin "creaking" sound, and the bridge body shook slightly. On the clear, steam-filled stream, Released a reflection.

The stream lost its clarity during the day and became dark.

Wei Ning turned his head after taking a look, and the two of them walked forward slowly, because the closer they got to the mountain, the fog would get thicker as they walked. Fortunately, they were walking on a path paved with stone slabs, so they didn't have to worry about getting lost. After touching for about ten, twenty or ten minutes, I finally saw a house.

The house was surrounded by a wall made of wooden piles, and the wall was covered with green plants, as if covering the whole house. When the gate was opened, the yard was not big, and there were no flowers or grass in it. I planted some onions, garlic, and green vegetables, and built a cucumber shed.

Wei Qiye was standing under the shed, not knowing what he was doing.

Third Aunt Wei yelled as soon as she entered the door, "Master Qi, it's early."

Hearing the shout, Wei Qiye turned his head slowly. His eyes were dull, his disheveled white hair seemed to have never been washed, and he looked very dirty. His waist was bent, and he covered his mouth with his thin hands and coughed , "Cough—cough—here we come, let's go into the house." After finishing speaking, he walked forward and led the way.

Wei Ning grew up so old, and he didn't visit Wei Qiye's house a few times.Wei Qiye's family lives far away, and they are not close to other people in Weizhuang. Over time, everyone will not sit at Wei Qiye's house except when they have something to do. This is the way Weizhuang people say "sit" , which means to come to your house to play a bit.

An old woman with gray hair came out, looked at Aunt Wei and Wei Ning, wiped her hands vigorously on the apron, her face was a little bad, and she said coldly, "Sit down, I'll make tea."

Wei Ning knew that Mr. Wei had a son, but his son didn't learn well when he was young, so he insisted on marrying a woman from other provinces, which made Mr. Wei very angry. From then on, marriages were only allowed within a radius of a hundred miles, and those over a hundred miles were not allowed. However, that son of Wei Qiye was also stubborn, seeing his father refused to let go, he eloped with that woman in a fit of anger— —Elopement is Wei Qiye's words, how can we still use the word elopement in modern society.

After Wei Qiye's son left, he never came back. In the blink of an eye, almost 30 years have passed, and there is still no news, and he does not know whether he is alive or dead.

Wei Qiye asked Aunt Wei and Wei Ning to sit down in the main room.

From the furnishings in the main room, we can see the grandeur of the place. However, time has changed, and it is already old and worn out.A large piece of the wall directly opposite the door of the main room was cut out, and a shrine was erected, which was carefully carved with fine wood, like a small temple, with ancestral tablets in the middle, and two large incense burners in front. , which is filled with cold incense ash, in addition to that, there is a long desk in front, and several rows of carved chairs are randomly placed, and some paint surfaces have been knocked off.

As soon as Wei Ning stepped into the door of Wei Qiye's house, he felt that the room was filled with a dead old air.

Maybe it's because there are no young people at home - a thought flashed in Wei Ning's mind.

There was a wooden box on the altar. Wei Qiye took the wooden box down and put it on the desk, opened the lid, and carefully took out a booklet from it. This is the family tree.

Wei Ning glanced at it. The genealogy was written in the ancient style, with vertical and traditional characters, densely packed, and it was hard to see clearly. Wei Qiye's thin fingers turned to the second half, and inspected it one by one. Finally, Finally found the two words of Wei Ning, "This is it." He said with a hissing voice.

Third Aunt Wei was sitting in a serious state, with no expression on her age-marked face, she nodded when she heard Wei Qiye's words, "Then I will trouble you."

Wei Qiye glanced at him, didn't say anything, just called out, "Old lady, pick up the pen and ink."

Grandma Wei Qi, who was hiding in the kitchen, slammed the door and walked in, and threw the things in her hand on the table. It seemed that she had prepared it early in the morning, and her attitude was not very enthusiastic. Master Wei Qi's face darkened, and he was caught by his old wife. When the younger generation lost face, she glared at Grandma Wei Qi with a stern look. Grandma Wei Qi, who was quite arrogant, immediately softened, turned her head and glared at Aunt Wei and Wei Ning, and left.

Wei Ning was puzzled, he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, how did he offend him?He looked at Third Aunt Wei suspiciously. Aunt Wei's eyes were straightened, and there was still some powder on her face that hadn't been wiped clean. It looked like a painting that had been washed in water, and the ink and color had all melted away, making it a mess.

Wei Qiye first drew a horizontal line under Wei Ning's name, then turned three pages and found Wei Xi's name, his name was circled and marked.Wei Qiye filled in Wei Ning's name next to Wei Xi's name, and the two names were lined up side by side. When he moved the brush in his hand, the circle expanded a bit, including Wei Ning.

Wei Ning's eyes blurred, as if he saw a finger caressing those two words.

The thick ink has become a prison.