Old Uncle
by Writerharijg
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People always say that good people will be blessed by God, and those who work hard will eventually find peace. But my old uncle, who was born in the mountains, has a gentle temperament and has never harmed anyone in his life, does not believe in this set of laws. In 1996, he went to Chenghai to make a living. He fought for his true love with all his youthful sincerity, but it ruined his life's blessings and cut off the opportunities ahead. After returning to the mountain, he swallowed up all his frivolity and bowed his head in the deep mountains and poor soil. He cut trees by the water at noon every day, and supported his family with his own strength. Life has just begun to improve, and the third youngest son is still in the womb. The future is promising, and peace and stability are just around the corner. But the deep mountains hide the shadows, the noon hides the evil spirits, and the shallow reservoirs and ponds never have the dangerous appearance of killing someone, but they just locked up his twenty-nine-year-old life. Everyone in the village said that his death was an accident. Only the strange noises in the old house every night and the cold wind in the mountains and forests told me: It was never an accident, it was a fate entangled with water and God was jealous of his beloved. He died suddenly in the prime of life, heirs have not yet come, obsessions have not disappeared, and resentment is difficult to dissipate. He doesn't act like a bad ghost, and he doesn't bother strangers, but he just refuses to reincarnate. I walked around for the first seven days, sighing in the middle of the night, taking photos of the old house, and the mountains and rivers hiding my soul. He was trapped in this deep mountain that had trapped him all his life and taken away his life, guarding his unborn child and thinking about the unfulfilled world. Half a lifetime of hard work, gentleness, and solitary bravery would be replaced by a careless and premature death and drifting away with each passing year. Later I realized that the most terrifying thing in this world is never evil ghosts and monsters, but that good people are not rewarded, those who are diligent have no return, and those who are deeply affectionate are the most unlucky. My old uncle once dared to travel thousands of miles in the world, but in the end he could not overcome his fate.
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