Collection of Ghost Stories

In the 1980s, in a relatively isolated small village, people worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. By the way, there was a very poor man in the village! He is pitiful because he is alone, has no relatives or friends, and has a very weird personality. He is probably in his forties, and his bronze skin exudes the unique aura of a farmer. My ancestral home is Shandong. No one knows how I came here. Everyone calls me Aaron. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.