Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 128

The uncle looked at the shovel with fear, "Can't I buy it?"

I haven't seen my grandma since I returned to my hometown. It's not that I don't want to see her, but my uncle and they don't let me see her.

They all said that grandma was crazy, and they didn't let me see it for my safety, but at this moment, I really miss grandma.

When I was a child, my grandma would always use her personal money to buy me various snacks. She would gently comb my hair and call me baby, and tell me fairy tales while basking in the sun...

How could such a good grandma go crazy?I must see her today.

So I walked into my uncle's house.

Seeing me coming in, my uncle asked me to sit wherever I wanted. My aunt quickly took out snacks and entertained me warmly. I quietly used my eyes to "explore" the room where my grandma might live.

This house was passed down from ancestors and was considered larger in the village, so it was passed down to the eldest son's uncle. Grandpa and grandma also live in it.

In addition to the kitchen and living room, there is a utility room on the first floor. There seems to be no bedroom. There is a staircase on the left side of the first floor. I guess the bedrooms should be on the second floor.

So, I made an excuse and went upstairs, "Auntie, my electric dryer is still at Qiaochu's place. Can I go to her room to get it?"

Before my aunt had time to answer me, there was a sound like breaking glass and someone cursing from upstairs.

The expressions of the uncle and his wife changed and they rushed up to the second floor. I quickly followed them.

When I pushed open the old wooden door with many yellow symbols on it, a strong and pungent smell hit my nostrils. It was a complex smell of alcohol and mold mixed together, which made me want to vomit.
There was only a weak oil lamp burning in the room, so it was too dark to see clearly.

The one who cursed was my grandfather. He was shirtless and drunk, sitting at a table with sorghum wine and peanuts. On the floor was a wine glass he had just thrown. He had been drinking early in the morning.

I was very surprised by the change in my grandfather. 16 years ago he was a radiant and high-spirited tea factory boss, but today he has become a disgusting bald alcoholic.

The uncle angrily snatched away the sorghum wine. The aunt cleaned up the broken glass on the floor, and then brought a wet towel to wipe grandpa's face.

I saw that the light was too dark, so I found the light cord on the wall. When I pulled the cord, the room immediately became bright.Grandma, who was lying on the bed, probably couldn't stand the sudden strong light. She screamed at me, "Turn it off, turn it off."

The strange thing is that grandma did not close her eyes, but instead opened her eyes like bells. I could clearly see the bloodshot eyeballs, the wrinkled face was twisted ferociously, and the gray hair was messy on the skinny sides. On the cheeks, the limbs exposed outside the quilt were thin and skinny, looking like a zombie.

I was shocked and at a loss!
Grandma has changed even more than my grandfather. She is simply earth-shaking. She is no longer the simple, beautiful, gentle and virtuous grandma in my memory.

The uncle rushed over and turned off the power switch with a "snap". At the moment the power was turned off, I saw a baby with fangs covered in blood and mucus, hugging grandma's neck and gnawing wildly. I yelled in horror.

The scream almost penetrated my eardrums and was unbearable.

I covered my ears, blinked hard, and took a closer look by the light of the oil lamp.

Where are the fanged babies?Grandma also calmed down.

My eldest aunt pushed me out of the door and said to me hastily, "Don't be afraid, grandma is just sick, it's okay."

I grabbed my aunt and asked, "Auntie, did you see a baby just now?"

(End of this chapter)