At Mrs. Chen's funeral, my grandma's silver bracelet that I had worn for twenty years suddenly became extremely hot! When he lowered his head, he saw a shadowy figure in a gray cloth holding a rag doll standing next to the coffin, with moss from the well still stained between his fingernails - this was the newly buried old lady Chen!
The crazy uncle slashed at the door with a kitchen knife and screamed: "There is an iron box under the floor of the cold room! Su Xiulian hid it!" I pried open the floor and found Chen An's fetal hair wrapped in red embroidered shoes, and a confession letter soaked in tears: "I threw the red shoes in 1998 because I was afraid that 'she' would hurt Jianjun."
Shen Yan from the Cultural Relics Bureau handed over a yellowed candy wrapper: "When I was 10 years old, I got lost in my old house. Mrs. Chen gave me this to remember the 'Chen Family Little Stone.'" In the childhood photo in his screen saver, Chen An's blue bellyband was floating on the edge of the well!
On a rainy night in the Zhongyuan Dynasty, black steam from the well water wrapped around Shen Yan's neck. The moment I took out the fetal hair, Mrs. Chen knelt down with a phantom sound: "Please... Don't forget An'er again..."
The silver bracelet and Shen Yan's silver ring exploded with blue light at the same time. I squeezed his hand tightly: "The Chen family will never let Chen An alone this time!" But the resentment in the well is getting heavier and heavier. Can we survive to solve the curse of three generations?
