Other people's children watch cartoons when they are six years old. When I was six years old, my brother used "The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village" to scare the living daylights out of me.
Other people's children went to the amusement park, but I went to Beipo Forest Park. My legs hurt for half a month when I came back.
Grandma said: "That place used to be where people were shot."
During the lock-removal ceremony, I hid under the black wooden table left by my grandfather, with a five-color paper hat on my head, and my relatives stuffed money into the hat.
Master Sun pulled me out and took off the silver lock plate that I had worn for six years.
"This kid is spiritual, will he learn yin and yang from me in the future?"
I thought he said it casually.
Until twenty years later, I stood alone in front of his mourning hall, and there were dense footsteps outside the door.
