Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

When we returned to Grandpa's house, four tables were already open, but no one had moved the chopsticks yet. It seemed to be waiting for the two leaders, Fatty Sun and me. However, the village chief and the third uncle were not present. I heard from my father that they were still consoling the father whose son had drowned in the pit.

Seeing my grandson and I were there, my grandfather smiled and greeted us to sit at his main table, and repeatedly praised me to the people around me: "This is my grandson, and that is my grandson's good friend, Sun Desheng. Long, he is now the director of the Ministry of Public Security. Yes, yes, my grandson was the one who served as a soldier some time ago. It's not that I boast, our old Shen family can excel everywhere..."

When Grandpa was living for nothing, a person walked in outside the door and took the words of Grandpa and said, "That is, the old Shen family is now the surname of Qinghe County, and all those who come out are talents. , It was the head of the township Shen at the time of the land reform..."

"Old Xiao Dao! Drink when you have wine, what do you fart? Is it interesting how many years ago the old account came out?" Grandpa yelled at the person who was talking.

The visitor was Xiao Lao Dao, who didn't know where he ended up after the play broke up. He was talking about the first cadre from our old Shen family, the deputy head of the town who had committed a life style issue during the land reform and was brought down. This incident has been going on for decades, and our surname Shen has been unable to look up until the third uncle became the captain of the armed police, and then the incident was suppressed.

Xiao Laodao wandered to the position of the main table. One of my cousins ​​at the main table saw him coming and quickly stood up and gave his seat to Xiao Laodao. Xiao Laodao was not polite, and sat on it in a magnificent manner. Regardless of others hadn't moved his chopsticks, he tore a chicken thigh by himself and chewed it without anyone else.

My friend came to disrupt the situation, and in front of outsiders, it was not easy to happen. Grandpa's face was blue and red. The host of the theater troupe walked through the rivers and lakes, exquisitely all around, and toasted Grandpa a glass of wine. When the two clinked glasses, the table was opened.

Although this meal is a midnight snack, the dishes on the table are still very rich. Because the actors have to sing in the evening, the actors can't eat too much. The evening meal is just a bite, and this meal is considered a dinner.

After drinking for a while, I drank a mess. It's all about talking about things with one's shoulders hanging over one's shoulders, and putting together a table to fight wine. Drinking in rural areas is like this. It was good at first, but once after three rounds of drinking, you would cover your face with wine, and some elders are not that important anymore.

But with this police uniform, no one really dared to come over with a wine bottle to find me and Sun Fatty to fight wine. Seeing that there are already drinking awkwardly at those tables, I looked funny, and I was not idle in my hands. I pulled out a tendon from the plate and put it into my mouth to chew slowly.

Before I could swallow the tendons, Fatty Sun suddenly stabbed me with an elbow. When I looked at him, his chin lifted and he was looking at my grandpa and Xiao Lao Dao opposite. Old Xiao Dao didn't know when he got to his grandfather's side and sat down. The two older brothers were lowering their heads and talking in a low voice, and they couldn't tell that they almost made a noise just now.

"Old Xiao Xiao just talked about the river." Fatty Sun said in a low voice. I nodded calmly, pretending that there was a dish out of reach, got up to pick up the dish, and I heard a few words of what they were saying.

"Old Shen, don't hesitate, it's going to be dead tomorrow..."

"Are you reliable? I have no bottom in my heart."

"Don't worry, as long as the ghost show kicks off..."

Depending on the situation, Grandpa was already tempted by Xiao Laodao. After looking around several wine tables with staring eyes, he said to my father who was blushing on the opposite wine table and said: "Boss, you go The third one is back." Since the year that the third uncle became the deputy commander of the battalion, after returning home, as long as the third uncle is at home, grandpa must discuss with the third uncle when he encounters major events.

My father was drinking so much that he was reluctant to leave the wine table and did not dare to offend his father. He had to mumble: "It's late at night, why are you looking for him? Maybe the third child is asleep." See him The eldest son didn't mean to move. With a "pop", Grandpa patted the table and roared, "Little bastard, are you going?"

As soon as my father gave a glass of wine to his mouth, he was shocked by my grandfather's slap. All the wine he had just drank came out, "Go, I'll go right away, cough."

The drinker didn't know what happened. All of a sudden, the whole room was holding chopsticks, no one dared to move. Grandpa said embarrassingly: "Move your chopsticks, my second child, don't froze, go with your second uncle! Xiao Lazi, Director Xiao Sun, you also move your chopsticks..."

Twenty minutes later, my father and his third uncle returned to my grandfather's house. San Shu's face was tired and his eyes flushed. It can be seen that the third uncle was also very sad about the tragedy at his friend's house.

Grandpa called the third uncle to his side, lowered his voice and said, "Lao San, you come to the back room with me, and you have something to do with you." After that, Grandpa got up and left the wine table. Xiao Laodao coughed. Grandpa looked at him helplessly, then turned to me and said, "Xiao Lazi, come on too."

Fatty Sun was looking at me with a smile, and I guessed what he was thinking. I said, "Sun Ting, have you eaten and drunk enough? Let's get up and move around." Seeing me dragged up Fatty Sun, my grandfather was taken aback and immediately looked at Old Man Xiao. Old Dao Xiao nodded slightly, and then his grandfather laughed and said, "If Director Xiao Sun doesn't like the old man's nagging, let's sit in the back room together."

The back room is my grandfather's bedroom. After entering the house, grandpa greeted us to go to the kang, and finally inserted the latch by himself.

Grandpa said to Xiao Lao Dao: "It's better for you to talk about it, I can't tell you that."

Xiao Laodao was not polite, and said: "Then I will make a long story short. You have seen it with your own eyes. Three people died after singing the show for three days, but I can make it clear that this is not over. There are still seven days of the show. If you don’t sing, you will die if you continue to sing the rest of the play. This is a ghost. If you die, you may not die one day. Waiting for the ten days of the big play to sing, you will have half the people left in your village. ."

After hearing this, the expression on San Shu's face was ugly. Grandpa had heard him say many times before, and he was prepared, and he was not too surprised. The rest of me and Sun Fatty, one stared at him, and the other smiled and said: "You are also a long story short? Originally three words are enough-haunted."

I was afraid that Fatty Sun would miss his mouth, so I interrupted him and said to Xiao Lao Dao: "What do you mean? The show is not singing?"

Xiao Laodao said: "It's late, so stop the show now. Don't say your county magistrate disagrees, even the ghosts in the river can't do it."

Grandpa sighed and said to Xiao Laodao: "Don't instigate either, just say what you said."

Xiao Laodao said: "I thought of a way to quell the ghost joke-tomorrow night, after the drama is over, I will sing another ghost drama."