The old man's body was being melted a little by the water, as if the soil was melted by the water, and the waters around him began to turbid, originally turquoise water, but now it became mud.

Look at the face of the old man's body, although the eyes are thorny, but the corners of the mouth with a hint of no smile, people shudder.

We did not dare to pull again, just watched the old man's body melt a little bit in the water, disappeared a little, a little bit of sinking.

When I finally got down, I could still see the old man’s smile.

The old ghosts were completely blind, the old dog was also blind, and they stood like petrified, standing on the boat, the bamboo in their hands swaying with the stream, while the rope sleeves were wearing the old man's clothes.

The old ghost quickly put away the bamboo and pulled the old man's grass green military coat to the shore, which was worn by almost every household in the 1960s and 1970s.

We pulled the boat ashore, and the old man put the bamboo-sleeved clothes on the sand on the shore.

Then everyone gathered up, the old ghost heart said with a throb: "Old Dao, the old man fished hundreds of dead, never touched such a thing, this person is like mud, soaked in the water for a night, originally still good, this pull is completely scattered, all dissolved by the water, simply..."

Grandpa did not speak, but reached out and picked up the dress, the clothes were intact, and all the buttons were buckled, empty.

“Life, all this is well-destined.”My grandfather looked at the dress carefully, then turned to look at the old ghost and said: "The mud bodhisattva crossed the river, he is difficult to protect, he is a mud bodhisattva, destined to fall into the water, can not fish up."

The old man blinked his eyes, and it was obviously difficult to accept this statement.

“Grandpa, there are words on the back of the dress!”I was standing opposite my grandfather, and when Grandpa picked up his clothes, the back was right on my back.

On the back is written: Seven days later.

“After seven days?What do you mean?”The old man looked at the four words in amazement and said, "After seven days, that is, his first seven, will he not come out and make a noise?"

Grandpa took a cold breath, but did not speak.

After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Old man, you go back first, thank you, I'll find a car to take your wooden boat home."

“Hmm.”The old man nodded, then took the gossip bronze mirror from the ship, took a picture of himself, and after confirming that it was okay, he extended his hand to my grandfather.

My grandfather bowed his head from his pocket and took something, I thought it was money, I did not expect my grandfather to pull out a red rope, he tied the red rope to the middle finger of the old ghost's right hand, and said: "Next time I will invite you to dinner."

“Hmm.”The old man nodded and shouted, "Old dog, let's go home."

The old dog spoke twice, following behind the old ghost and heading towards Yunxi Village.

“Seven days after, after seven days.”My grandfather took the wet clothes, repeated the words in his mouth, and then turned to look into the middle of the stream that had just melted down and fell down.

Seeing Grandpa on his knees, the three of us naturally fell on our knees and worshipped four times with Grandpa.

Grandpa held a fist and said, "Brother, you left us a last warning after your death, and this kindness will always be remembered, since you choose to stay here, then respect your choice."

With that, my grandfather got up, took the dress to the edge of the cloud, and put the clothes in the water and said, "The clothes are returned to you, put them on quickly, don't get cold."

Strangely, the clothes generally floated on the water, but the clothes slowly sank into the water like they were alive.

"Brother, let's go, rest in peace."Grandpa said with a fist to the cloud.

Then turn around, let my brother call the car, return the wooden boat, after the words, a person head down to the upstream.

I quickly followed up, and Grandpa kept his head down, thinking about what was going on after seven days.

Inadvertently, he returned to the edge of the big stone, and he stopped.

Stopped before the old man wrote a few words of farewell, and then squatted down, the old tears fell again and fell.

Crying and pulling out the Chinese cigarette from his pocket, taking two from the inside, after the click, he put it straight on the edge of the sentence "two Chinese cigarettes, the right to be incense", he cried and said, "Brother, I will give you the pillar incense again!"

At this moment, the old man's heart was broken, and he cried out loudly, so sad and sad.

When the cigarette burned out, my grandfather stood up with tears, and then walked to the house, and I followed.

When he got home, he locked himself in his room, and no matter how I called him, I wouldn’t go back.

I was a little hungry, so I went to the kitchen and looked at the stove, and the whole person felt uncomfortable.

But since the stone has fallen, it is nothing to fear, it is strange to feel.

I washed the rice under the pot, went down to cook the rice, and added a few pieces of ground melon.

Then began to burn, the countryside is generally like this, before in the mountains, are burning firewood, there are a lot of people with electricity and electromagnetic furnace, but that power consumption.

As for liquefied gas, the road of Shangwu Village is too far, no one is willing to send, because it does not make money, the mountain road is not good to go, and the money earned is not enough to put oil money.

The stove was warm and baked by my whole person, only to feel better, just in the stream, the wind was strong, and experienced that scene, the whole body felt cold, behind the sweat.

What will happen in seven days?I’m also thinking, but this kind of understanding of the sky is really not something I can guess.

When the rice was cooked, my brother and sister-in-law just entered the door and said that the boat had been pulled away and sent back to Yunxi Village.

They asked me where my grandfather was, and I pointed to the room, and they didn’t speak.

Three people sitting at the table, no one talking, how everything has changed since the tomb began to be excavated.

But in any case, living always has to eat, unless we don't want to live, so the three of us have eaten, but it seems to be like chewing wax, can not eat the taste, I see my brother and sister-in-law every five seconds to look at the grandfather's door once every five seconds.

Then from this breakfast to the evening, Grandpa did not come out to eat, the three of us rushed, all in the door group, my sister-in-law cooked several times the noodles, but each time until the cold, Grandpa did not come out to eat.

At ten o'clock in the evening, I heard a sentence from my grandfather's room: "Children, Grandpa is very good, you all go to sleep, you let Grandpa calm and calm."

The three of us looked at each other, and since Grandpa had said so, it was no use to persuade, and everyone knew about Grandpa's temper, so they went back to their rooms to sleep.