What ghost stories have you heard from old people?

Updated on society 2024-06-27
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  1. Anonymous users2024-02-12

    Grandparents, grandparents' childhood is too far away from us, but listening to them tell the stories of those ants in the past, I have benefited a lot.

    Grandma said that there was no car at that time, and she had to rely on her feet to go to **. What's more, she is still an old lady with small feet. Many years ago, a relative was going to get married, and she was going to her wedding, and she could have walked 40 miles less because of a car pulling her.

    But another relative asked her to do something, so she had to walk on her own. Grandpa smiled next to him and said, it's okay, I was young at that time. It's really hard for me to imagine how a woman with small feet could walk 40 miles.

    Now that the living conditions are better, I have a car to go to**.

    At that time, the eldest grandfather was in the supply and marketing cooperative, which was a fat gap at that time, and in the case of the shortage of grain and oil, and the need for tickets to buy everything, they were stained with great light. Someone asked grandma to buy brown sugar, grandma is very smart, she took advantage of people not paying attention, told grandpa that there was this need. She said that at that time, every family was staring, and her grandfather was also a principled person.

    The man went several times and didn't buy it, but grandma got it in one trip, and easily did what others couldn't do. I have to say that grandma is a wise person.

    The life of the old people in the past was so hard and boring, but now that the living conditions are better, our younger generation should cherish today's hard-won happy life even more, work hard, and resolutely not lie flat.

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-11

    In ancient times, there was a phase teacher, exhausted during the long journey, thirsty, but there was no one on the way, when he was desperate, he looked at a thatched hut and thatched hut in the distance, and the phase master tried his last strength to come to the hut and knock on the firewood. An old woman opened the door and came out, and when she saw the physiognomy teacher, she asked what was the matter? Xiangshi said:

    I am thirsty, and I beg for water." The old woman looked the master up and down and said: I am in a poor house, there is no firewood and rice, and it is difficult to boil hot water for you.

    The phase master said urgently: There is no need for hot water, raw water is enough, I should be grateful. The old woman said:

    Well, you wait, I'll bring it to you. The old woman brought out a bowl of cold water, came to the courtyard, grabbed a handful of wheat bran in the corner of the wall and sprinkled it into the bowl and handed it to the master.

    The phase master is secretly angry, this old woman is vicious, but she is thirsty and unbearable, and she dares to be angry but does not dare to speak. After drinking the water patiently, the master still had no remaining breath, and he had a plan, and pointed to the open space in front of the door and said to the old woman: Your place is inconvenient and sparsely populated, I suggest that you place a stone mill in front of the door to grind grain and smash grain, which will definitely attract wealth and attract people.

    The old woman ordered her son to place a stone mill in the empty space in front of the door according to the words of the physiognomy master.

    The phase master secretly rejoiced, thinking that in two years and three years, this family would be defeated. Whoever makes you have a bad heart, don't blame me for using the white tiger to control the door and cure evil with evil. The phase master walked away.

    Three years later, the phase master passed by here again, but the thatched hut and thatched hut were nowhere to be seen, only to see a tall door, a herd of mules and horses in front of the door. The phase master stepped forward to ask for a bowl of water to drink, and the phase master was invited into the back room to sit down, and at this time, it was still the old woman who offered a pot of tea for the phase master to drink slowly. The phase master asked in surprise

    Why did the old man become so wealthy? The old woman said: "So I have to thank you, I ordered my son to set up a mill in front of the door according to what the master said, and smashed grain and grain for ten miles and eight townships in the township, never counting the remuneration, and took care of the old, weak, disabled and young, and the township also took care of it.

    The master was even more puzzled: "Three years ago, I passed by and begged you for a bowl of water to drink, why did you sprinkle a handful of wheat bran in the water bowl?" The old woman said with a smile

    If the master takes the whole bowl of cold water and drinks it all, it will inevitably explode the liver and lungs, so I will sprinkle a handful of wheat bran, and you will not drink too fast while blowing, and it will hurt the lungs. When the phase master heard this, he suddenly realized, and at the same time realized why the white tiger broke the door, and the elimination of disasters and the accumulation of virtue are all due to goodness!

  3. Anonymous users2024-02-10

    When I was very young, I loved to sit next to my grandmother and listen to her tell me about my experiences. In my opinion, those stories are more appealing than Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales. Now that I think about it, it is mixed with good and evil in human nature, the cold and warm in the world, the truth is black and white, and the twists and turns of right and wrong, I only find it interesting to listen to when I am young.

    Growing up, I liked to listen to old people talk about the past. Sometimes you can move a bench and bask in the sun and listen to them chatter all afternoon. The sun is about to go down in a flash. Sometimes the sky will appear sunset.

    We call it the burning clouds here. The light on the child's face is red. The big white dog also turned red. The hen turned purple. An old lady walked by. The white hair turned blonde. "Haha. Grandma, you're going to become a fairy."

    The halo in the sky is red. It's like the sky is on fire. The clouds change very quickly.

    A big crocodile crawled over with a long tail and a wide open mouth, as if waiting for its prey to be delivered. In a few seconds, the crocodile turned into a large dinosaur. Standing up potatoes for a few years, followed by a few small dinosaurs.

    Running and running, the little dinosaur was gone. A large fish swam up from the clouds next to it. The long fishtail swayed slightly.

    Turn your head to look at the other side. Squatting a large lion. It was very majestic, like a stone lion squatting at the entrance of the temple, and a monkey came out of the clouds next to it.

    All of a sudden, the sky was full. It's this and that. Like this and like that.

    In a blink of an eye, it doesn't seem to look like it. Lower your head, rub your eyes, and look up again. In a short time, the fiery clouds went down.

    In the afterglow, I went home for dinner.

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