Grandma's Wooden Comb: Three Generations of Weird Stories

The 72 tenement wooden buildings in the old town of Guangzhou hide the strange things of three generations: in Xiguan Square in 1999, the blue and white school uniforms were stained with the aroma of cow offal; in the bluestone street in the 1980s, the plastic basins could be used as boats when flooded; and my grandmother's wooden comb, I could hear the sound of the spinning wheel while combing. Personally experiencing the adaptation, there is no bloody horror, only the horror hidden in the smoke and smoke.