New book "Blood Tree Beauty"
My name is Lin Jiunan.
This unlucky name was given to me by my grandfather when my mother just got pregnant with me, despite the opposition of the whole family. He smashed an eight-immortal table to get me.
The head of the family is so tough.
This crappy name also came true a few months later.
On the day I was born, my mother had a difficult delivery and had severe abdominal pain. She howled from early morning to noon. The sound was so miserable that it could be heard by almost half of the village.
The two midwives who were invited were busy and sweating, but they couldn't do anything.
My father was so anxious that he kept wiping his tears. My grandfather's face was ashen. After sitting in the yard and smoking three bags of dry cigarettes, he went out alone with his hands behind his back without any explanation.
Less than ten minutes after he left, something weird happened.
A lot of yellow foxes suddenly appeared around my house. They were a huge black mass, numbering in the hundreds and thousands. No one knew where they came from.
In broad daylight, these guys brazenly climbed up the wall, straightened their upper bodies, and stared into the house with their black eyes. They looked as creepy as they could be!
My father and the midwife were both terrified.
What was even more bizarre was that we had two big yellow dogs to guard the house. They usually chased chickens and people arrogantly, but now they were like eggplants hit by frost, hiding in their dens and shivering.
In the eyes of the country people, yellow foxes have always been very evil, so the neighbors kept silent when they saw them, and all closed their doors and pretended to be dead.
This situation continued until the evening. As the sun was about to set, the yellow foxes began to stir, baring their teeth and looking as if they were ready to rush in at any time.
My father, with red eyes, stood guard in the yard with two axe in his hands. Just when the two sides were about to fight, grandpa came back with an uncovered coffin on his back.
A blood-red coffin!
The yellow foxes scattered in all directions as if they had seen a ghost, and escaped cleanly in the blink of an eye.
I don’t know if they were afraid of grandpa or the coffin.
Grandpa was shirtless and his legs kept shaking. It was obvious that he was at the end of his strength.
He gritted his teeth, and with a strong will, he carried the coffin to the yard. When he dropped it, he made a shallow pit in the mud.
When everyone was looking at it in confusion, grandpa asked my father to carry his wife into the coffin.
My father was immediately furious. If he
had not always been filial, I am afraid he would have fought with the old man on the spot. Putting a person into a coffin before she died, and there was an unborn child in her belly, how could this be done by a biological father?
Unfortunately, the arms could not bend the thighs, and my mother was finally carried into the coffin.
Oddly enough, after entering the coffin, her stomach did not hurt, the wailing stopped, and her pale face regained some redness.
Grandpa sat down under the eaves with a look of relief on his face.
Three minutes later, with the help of the midwife, my mother finally gave birth, but she fainted from exhaustion.
I didn't cry or make a fuss when I was born. My eyes were closed, my hands and feet were cold, and I wasn't breathing.
My father's face just showed a little joy, but it collapsed again in an instant.
The two midwives tried their best, but it was useless.
Just as they were about to announce the stillbirth, the night sky suddenly changed, and a bolt of lightning came down, hitting the blood-red coffin in the yard!
Then there was the second, the third... a total of 108 bolts, and the coffin was turned into charcoal!
Everyone was scared, but fortunately the mother and child had already come out of the coffin. If it had been a few minutes later, they would have been cremated directly.
After the thunderbolt, a miracle happened. I was alive. I opened my mouth and cried loudly. My gums were full of sharp and fine teeth. I almost scared the midwife to death.
Grandpa spent a lot of money and gave two big red envelopes to shut the midwife up. Unfortunately, the news spread quickly.
In less than three days, everyone in the surrounding area knew that the Lin family's daughter-in-law gave birth to a monster.
Everyone kept a distance from my family, even relatives did not dare to interact with us.
My father was conservative and found it difficult to accept this. At the beginning, he wanted to push his monster son into the jar and drown him more than once.
Fortunately, my mother and grandfather watched over me closely and didn’t let him find a chance to attack me. I gradually felt relieved…
The remains of the coffin struck by lightning were buried by my grandfather in a corner of the yard. On the day of my full moon, a seedling broke out of the soil, blood red all over, exactly like the previous coffin.
My grandfather collected my urine and used it to water the seedlings every day. When he didn’t have farm work to do, he would sit under the eaves and smoke a pipe while watching it, and he would watch it for most of the day…
I was taking my first steps and babbling, and the seedlings were also growing up every day. In less than a year, they grew to the thickness of my arm, and they were no longer the terrifying blood red color.
My father pondered for a long time, but couldn’t recognize what tree it was.
When I asked my grandfather, he said it was a blood cypress.
My dad was even more confused now. Is there such a tree in the world?
In the spring when I was three years old, this blood cypress tree was more than six meters tall, with lush branches and leaves, and it was full of flower buds for the first time.
Late one night, my grandfather woke me up secretly, took me to the yard, and asked me to kowtow to the tree three times.
I was half asleep and didn't hear what he said clearly. It happened that I had an urge to urinate in my bladder, so I took off my pants and urinated on the tree.
This action scared my grandfather on the spot. He was about to stop it, but suddenly a strange fragrance came to his nose. The grandfather and his grandson looked up and found that all the flower buds on the tree had bloomed without knowing when!
The pure white petals and blood-red stamens intertwined under the moonlight, creating a kind of tragic and cold beauty. Of course, at the age of three, I just thought it was beautiful.
After my grandfather's coaxing and deceiving me, I finally kowtowed to the tree three times, and I had a strange dream that night.
In the dream, I played house with a white and tender girl for a long time. I praised her for her beauty, and she praised me for my big breasts...
The next morning, my grandfather had a stroke and became paralyzed.
I don't know if it was the root of the disease when he carried the coffin, but he could no longer get up. From then on, he could only lie in bed, unable to even speak, and became a complete useless person, making the already poor family even worse.
When I was five years old, the blood cypress that my grandfather mentioned grew to ten meters high, but it never bloomed again. My teeth were no different from those of normal children. My father finally liked me more, but every time I went out, the villagers still pointed fingers at me behind my back, and even warned me not to let their children play with me.
However, children in the countryside were wild and would not listen to their parents. I still got to know a few people of the same age, caught fish, stole sugar cane, and fried cow dung. My childhood was happy and fulfilling.
On my thirteenth birthday, the blood cypress bloomed for the second time, and the courtyard was still filled with fragrance. The cold and beautiful scenery did not seem like the human world, and attracted many villagers to watch.
That night, my grandfather, who had been bedridden for ten years, disappeared.
When we found him, we found that he had been killed under the blood cypress tree, with a relieved smile on his face...
New book "Blood Tree Beauty"