Two worlds in a parallel universe

In parallel universes, there is more than one world. When I was a child, I was distressed that I had super powers. I didn't know until I grew up. Maybe this is the sixth sense.

When I was a child, I liked to walk barefoot, and I was often pricked like a needle by the eight-grid worm on the green Toona tree. The land of the four seasons has been turned over and over by my mother. My father is busy going out to do odd jobs, and my mother is so busy with her beloved crops day and night that she often forgets to call us home before dark.

I have long been used to living, eating and sleeping with my grandparents.

One morning, the old grandfather cleaned the mat and wanted to change a new straw. However, I accidentally found a small snake curled up under the mat. I saw the snake with colorful and even texture, and it was still spitting. Grandpa piously placed a wick of incense and a pinch of paper and invited it out. After that, grandpa was depressed almost every day and always talked to himself alone. I asked grandpa curiously why. Grandpa said that people in the other world were calling his name, and he was going back. Snake, tell him. But I'm young and I don't understand the meaning yet.

After a few days, my parents were busy transplanting rice seedlings and had no time to cook. I scooped a bucket of rice early in the morning and sent it to my grandmother, saying that she would help me cook. As for what to eat, my mother didn't say. At noon, when it's time for dinner, grandma makes a fire to cook and is busy in the wing. Grandpa lay quietly in the cool bed in the corridor, closing his eyes.

My parents have no time to take care of me, and my grandparents have no extra energy to look at me. Go outside to pick up peach stones when you are free. Peach bones are just medicinal materials and can be exchanged for money. I haven't picked up a catty for a long time, and I ran home a little lost. Just in time for dinner, I willy-nilly, washed my hands and went to get my job. At this time, I clearly saw grandpa staggering step by step, picking up vegetables step by step and going out step by step. Grandma made scrambled eggs with green onions, and the whole room was filled with a fragrance. I smiled and told my grandmother that I wanted to eat two bowls of rice. Grandma also said that I was not sensible, and the adults who did things didn't fill their stomachs. I have to eat so much for a furry doll. "Grandpa, it's time to eat." Grandma is shouting outside. "Grandpa, what? Didn't grandpa just go out with his rice bowl? " I feel confused. At this time, I ran outside, wiped the oil on my mouth with my hand, and saw my grandfather glaring. I was safely lying on the cold bed in the corridor outside and answered: I know. I didn't think if I was full, so I ran to my mother and told her what I saw was abnormal. My mother quickly scolded me: What do you know about children?

In less than three months, my grandfather fell ill, which seemed very serious. The barefoot doctor refused to come over for an injection, and Aunt Shi in the village said that it was a nun. I told Aunt Shi what I saw, but Aunt Shi didn't believe me. I am like an invisible man, watching busy people come and go, and people come to see grandpa one after another. Grandpa's condition has not improved, and he is getting thinner and thinner. In fact, I know the reason, maybe grandpa's soul is lost, but you don't believe me, and you have to invite a nun.

When there are few people, grandpa calls me in a weak voice. I was a little scared, but I had to gather around him. I saw grandpa's chapped lips and scrawny body. My grandfather is 89 years old. The fortune teller said that he could live a few more years after he was 89. This year is a disaster, depending on fate. I thought to myself, grandpa can't survive in this situation. "Pan Bao, don't be afraid. Even if you go to another world, grandpa will bless you. " I nodded silently. Grandpa added, "Pan Bao, when you were young, you had measles and cried for meat, but you can't eat meat if you have measles. Grandpa gave you twenty cents konjac and lied to you that it was meat. You ate really well. " I sobbed quietly while listening. "I have to go now, I loathe to give up your grandmother. When I get settled in, I'll pick up your grandmother. " I promised my grandpa that we would treat grandma well.

Grandpa was born in July of the Revolution of 1911 and died in the summer of 2000. After all, he didn't break through his miserable year. Two months and 29 days after his death, it was his 90th birthday, and his grandmother died, which realized his wish. Everything is invisible.