At the end of the 90s, my family was in the countryside below a small county town in Jiangxi. The economy is backward, the traffic is inconvenient, the only dirt road leading to the county town is muddy when it rains, and the road is narrow, when the two cars meet, the whole road will be blocked, if it is a pedestrian at this time, it will take a small road next to it, to be precise, it is not a road, just the ridge of the rice field, only pedestrians.
Opposite the village is another village, separated by a large area of rice fields, the main road to the county crosses these rice fields, every time you have to go to the opposite side to walk relatives, first through the main road, and then through the ridge to walk over, fortunately, in the middle of each acre of fields left a few dozen centimeters for people to walk. If you want to go to the county seat, you must first cross the road in the field, and then go to our side on the main road to go to the county seat. Our village is on the edge of this road, and it is relatively convenient to go to the county seat. We have a relative in the opposite village, more than 20 minutes walk.
My little grandfather is a good drinker, and he has a good amount of alcohol and humorous speech, which can drive the atmosphere. The village is not big, they are all related to the family, who does a happy event and a funeral, everyone will go to help, especially the happy event, it is inevitable to drink, and the little grandfather has become the central figure of the wine bureau. We children also like to drink with our little grandfather, and every time he drinks, we ask him to tell him about some strange things he has encountered.
On that day, one of the most senior elders of our clan passed away, at the age of 90, and death at this age is called a wedding funeral in our place. On the night after the funeral, everyone has to have the last funeral feast together, and at this time it is okay to drink. At the wine table, the elders drank wine, and they talked more, and the little grandfather said the strange things he had encountered.
My grandfather and my grandfather went to a relative's house in the village to drink wine, and our Xi was that the most important meal of the wedding banquet was in the evening. At that time, the road was very difficult to walk, and the road in the rice field between the two villages was even narrower, and in some places it would be empty.
At the banquet that night, my grandfather didn't drink alcohol, so he ate and went back before it was dark. The little grandfather drank a good amount of wine, but he was greedy for a cup, so he was pulled by other elders to continue drinking. After ten o'clock in the evening, after drinking wine and drinking tea at a relative's house and chatting for a while, when it was almost twelve o'clock, the relative's family said that it was too late, the road was not easy to walk, let me sleep for one night, and go back tomorrow. The little grandfather said that there was moonlight at night, and the road was not difficult to walk, so he had to go back, but his relatives did not stop him, and he took a flashlight, and the little grandfather went back.
The little grandfather drank a little too much wine at night, it was nothing at the time, and he was blown by the wind on the road, and the wine began to be a little dizzy, and he didn't walk for long, and he couldn't help but vomit it at the edge of the field. The little grandfather said that when he just vomited, when he got up, suddenly a person next to him said that he had drunk too much, and the little grandfather casually responded with a well, okay. When he came back to his senses, he was startled, and hurriedly took a flashlight to shine it, and the man happened to walk behind him, and he turned to shine again, only one back. Seeing that it was a person, he was not frightened, thinking that it was a person from the same village, he asked the back: Is it from the five villages (the name of our village), the person did not answer and walked away. The little grandfather didn't care, and continued to hurry, and after walking for a while, he came to a relatively wide road. The little grandfather said that he also wondered at that time, that road had been walked for decades, and he had never found that there was such a wide road.
Wondering is wondering, but he walked or continued to walk, walked about a hundred steps, and saw someone coming in front of him, he took a flashlight and shone it on that person. People who have stayed in the countryside should have this experience, walking on the side of the road at night, often meet people walking across with flashlights to shine on you, in fact, it is not a matter of politeness or impoliteness, or want to see if they know each other, after all, they are all in the same village, most of them are acquaintances.
The little grandfather shone on the opposite side, maybe too far away, he hurriedly walked a few steps forward, by the light of the moonlight and the flashlight, trying to see who it was, but he never saw it, as if he was about to walk in front of you, but you went forward, but found that there was still a long distance. At first, the little grandfather suspected that he might be wrong, maybe that person was not coming from the other side, but was on the same road and in the same direction as him. But after a while, I found that I was wrong, the man was coming in his own direction, because there was a small hill in front of him, and the little grandfather was twenty or thirty steps away from the small hillside, if it was the same road, the person must have been on the small hill, but the other party had always been on the same level as himself. I quickened my pace, but after a few steps, I couldn't see the figure of the person in front of me anymore, as if he had disappeared.
The little grandfather felt that something was wrong, so he realized that there was no such small hill on this road, and the road was much wider than usual. He felt that he was on the wrong track, but looking at the rice fields next to him, it was indeed this road, and he knew which family these fields belonged to. He suddenly remembered what the older generation in the village often said, walking at night, for fear of running into the gui. It is to lead you to the road to other places, but the direction is still the same direction, and the familiar places next to you have not changed, so that you mistakenly think that the road is the right one, so that you can never go out.
The little grandfather said that he was very panicked, but he immediately calmed down, maybe he drank and strengthened his courage, so he stopped lighting a cigarette, looked back and forth, left and right, he planned to cross from other people's paddy fields, and go directly to the main road, as long as he reached the main road, there should be nothing wrong. Although there are ridges between the fields, but because it is not the field on the side of the main road, the so-called ridge is very narrow, there is no way to walk, the little grandfather rolled up his trousers and prepared to walk the paddy field, he said that at that time, it didn't matter whose field was broken, whose crops were broken, as long as it could get to the main road, the rest would be compensated to others tomorrow. Just as he was going down to the field, a woman's voice said, "Oh, you're going to trample on our family's rice", the little grandfather was startled, and then said, "Is it Sister-in-law Lan?" My little grandfather knew whose field it was, so he asked directly. But the woman didn't answer, she still repeated the sentence, and the little grandfather saw that the other party was getting closer and closer, so he walked forward and shone a flashlight in front, but as soon as the flashlight shone over, there was nothing in front of him. At this time, the little grandfather was completely panicked, jumped into the field all of a sudden, ran desperately, and didn't know how many crops he had trampled on in other people's fields, and he didn't stop panting until he ran to the main road.
The little grandfather went on the main road, and rushed to the direction of his home, and at this time, the lights of a tofu maker on the side of the main road had been turned on, and he was a relative of the same clan. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the little grandfather and asked him what he was doing so early, he knew that their family had to get up at three or four o'clock every day to make tofu, he asked what time it was, and his relatives said three forty o'clock. It turned out that more than three hours had passed all this way. The little grandfather told his relatives what had happened, and the relatives told him to wait until dawn before going back, and when it was almost five o'clock, the sky began to dawn, and the little grandfather returned home.