pick up the pussy

Chapter 3
But at that time, my father was young and full of socialism. If he didn't go in, wouldn't the team members feel that they were cowards?So my dad decided he had to go in anyway.

Even today, when my father mentions this matter, he still sighs and says: This is the worst decision he has ever made in his life, otherwise he would not have harmed me and our family.

In my opinion, my father actually helped me, not harmed me.

"Let's go, Mao Zedong Thought overwhelms everything else, come in with me!" My father rushed in with his people, and then bravely walked towards the big locust tree relying on the large number of people.

My father was also terrified and trembling, but there was no way to do it, we had to face it, even if capitalism was hidden behind it, we had to be brave.

And looking at it like this, my father was also pale with fright. Guess what he saw?
The bark behind the big locust tree has been stripped clean, exposing the white trunk, it looks like a stone monument!
And on the tree trunk, there is a black and white photo of Wu Ernier. The photo has only one head. Wu Ernier has a plain face and a smile on the corner of her mouth, but this photo is firmly nailed to the tree. It's really weird to be nailed with two nails.

And under the photo, there is a body drawn with bright red blood. The drawing is very poor, crooked, but it is precisely because of the crookedness that it looks more terrifying.

At the foot of the tree is a dim kerosene lamp.

The kerosene lamp was continuously lit, and in front of the kerosene lamp was a fruit platter, which really looked like a tomb.

What was even more frightening was that under the kerosene lamp, there was a clump of black hair growing out of the ground. My father's first thought was that a dead person was buried under the kerosene lamp, and it was probably Wu Ernier.

My father was so frightened that his legs trembled, he quickly closed his eyes, and turned his head away.

Whoosh, whoosh!
There was a strange cool wind blowing from the corner of the wall right now, which made my father feel chilly.

"Captain, my mother said... no one is allowed to move this big locust tree, otherwise... otherwise it will cause disaster." My mother was frightened and foolish. Seeing my father want to move this tree, she persuaded him in fear road.

She had long forgotten about criticizing and fighting, and only had her mother's taboo in her heart.My mother has always been in awe of my grandma. After all, she was born and watched my grandma grow up. She knows certain things, and it is best not to go against her good wishes.

According to my mother, my father was a typical idiot at the time. He didn't listen to my mother's persuasion at all, and directly pulled out the hair vigorously, only to find that it was just a piece of hair, and the body was not buried.

Then my father asked a few bold people to pile up the photos, hair, and kerosene lamps, and struck a match at once to light the pile of things.

Looking at the raging fire, my father was extremely proud, as if he had finally defeated something.

"Down with all monsters and monsters!" My father took the lead in shouting the slogan.

And at this moment, a woman's scream came from the door: "You... what are you doing at my house."

It turned out that my grandma came back.

My grandma saw a group of people in her house from a distance. When she felt that something was wrong, when she ran back and saw a group of people around a fire, she probably knew what it meant.

Needless to say?Of course, these bastards came to our house to make a revolution.

My grandma got angry on the spot and cursed: "You bunch of brainless hooligans, get the hell out of here."

Isn't it insulting that the Red Guards, who have a glorious and magnificent image, were called hooligans by my grandma?So my father went forward without hesitation and argued with my grandma: "Widow Luo, you are all old feudal superstitions, and you must be criticized. You don't take Mao Zedong Thought seriously at all."

"You fart." My grandma cursed, and then hurried up to see the things that were lit.

When she saw the black-and-white photo of Wu Ernizi in the fire, she exclaimed "Oh my god" on the spot, and then passed out.

My mother hurried forward to support my grandma, sobbing: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

She had long forgotten her identity as the deputy captain of the Red Guards, and her great filial piety still overcame the restlessness in her heart.

My father stood a little stupidly. In fact, the criticism in the countryside is not so ruthless. After all, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. .What's more, this widow Luo is indeed their elder, and she usually calls her Grandma Luo respectfully when she sees her, but seeing that Grandma Luo fainted now, she didn't take any further action.

"You made a crime, you made a crime." My grandma cried out with a sad expression. This sudden cry startled everyone, and I couldn't help but tremble in my heart.

"You are a feudal superstition. You must have a revolution. If everyone is like you, how can you join communism?" My father criticized with righteous words.

"Go and have a look behind the big locust tree, and go and have a look behind the big locust tree yourself!" My grandma's tone trembled: "Tell me what you see."

"I'm just talking about it, I want to see what's there." After saying that, my father walked to the big locust tree and looked inside. When he saw it, he froze in place.

The trunk was originally used to draw Wu Ernier's body, and it had already dried into pieces of plasma, but now it melted into a liquid shape, and the red and red flowed down the trunk. Those who don't know it will definitely mistake it for It's the big locust tree bleeding!

It didn't take long for the blood to automatically form a crooked bloody face, which was very abstract, but the shape was indeed a bloody face, with two distorted red phoenix eyes, and the nose and mouth were just a few blood spots , seems to be staring straight at my father and laughing.

What's even more frightening is that several black hairs grew on the head of 'Bloodface'.Yes, just a few black hairs, very long, as long as Wu Ernier's hair, when a gust of wind blows, those few hairs are still dancing with the wind.

The cool wind blew on my father, and my father felt chilly on his neck, as if there was cold hair brushing against his neck.

Even if my father didn't believe in evil, he was frightened when he saw the long hair of the wooden lump, knowing that there must be something tricky in it.

He didn't say anything, just left without making a sound, and the rest of the Red Guards also dispersed on their own.

Although everyone was very curious about what was behind the big locust tree, they didn't ask because knowing more would be of no benefit to them.

After my father went back, he couldn't figure it out. He couldn't figure out what was going on with the hair growing on the big locust tree. He even wondered if it was my grandma playing tricks or something.

After thinking about it like this, I fell asleep, fell asleep, and my father saw a woman in white with disheveled hair and blood and tears floating in from the window, which shocked my father.

Looking at it this way, who is that woman but Wu Ernier?Those bloodshot eyes fixed on my father, and the corners of his bloody mouth smiled strangely at my father.

My father was so frightened that he struggled hard, but he felt as if his body was being suppressed by something, and he couldn't move at all.

"Second sister, what are you... why are you back again...you...you go away...I...I..." my father said incoherently.

"Brother, I'm here to thank you." The corners of Wu Ernier's mouth didn't move at all, the voice seemed to come from her stomach: "I'll give you this hair."

As she spoke, Wu Ernier grabbed a handful of hair and floated up.

My father was terrified: "Don't come, don't come, help, help..."

As soon as my father called for help, Wu Ernier suddenly floated up, the sneer at the corner of her mouth became ferocious, and then her hair in her hands strangled my father's neck...

"what!"

My father yelled and sat up in bed.

It turned out to be a dream. My father wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and lay back on the bed.Everything in the dream just now was so real that he still has lingering fears.

"Huh? What's going on? Why is my neck itchy and chilly?" So my father touched his neck with his hand, and was immediately frightened. He let out a scream and passed out.

There was a handful of cool hair on his neck! !

(End of this chapter)