Are there any supernatural events at the crematorium?

Since the 1990s, the warm wind of reform and development has also blown into our small coastal town. As some foresighted people quickly became rich, more conservative-minded people began to get ready to take action.

My mother is a woman who is adventurous and adventurous. She is very enterprising. As an employee of a state-owned enterprise, the company first tried to implement "internal retirement" (early retirement and receive a small monthly pension) in 1995. During the internal retirement period, you can engage in other jobs. When you reach the official retirement age, you can receive full pension. When receiving the pension amount), I filled out the form and completed the procedures. At that time, no one understood this approach. People’s thinking was to work in state-owned enterprises for the rest of their lives, and then retire and rely on pensions to support themselves until the end of their lives. Who would give up their iron rice bowl early? But subsequent changes confirmed that my mother's decision was correct. When my mother applied for internal withdrawal, the company still adopted an encouraging attitude and gave each person 3,000 yuan and many gifts. In the short period that followed, state-owned enterprises across the country implemented a policy of layoffs and layoffs. At this time, don’t talk about refunding the bonus within the processing time. If you want to do it, it will not be done for you, and you will be laid off directly. How many people have lost their jobs as a result.

Haha, it’s a bit far-fetched. Let’s get back to the topic.

After my mother completed her internal withdrawal, she started doing some small business by setting up a stall while going to a driving school to learn to drive. After my mother got her driving license, she went to Tianjin and bought a Xiali hatchback. Even though it was a hatchback Xiali, it cost more than 70,000 yuan in 1995. Including various procedures, the total cost was nearly 100,000 yuan. My mother started the TAXI business from then on. This and the next story happened when my family was driving a taxi.

When my family first started driving taxis, my mother drove during the day and my father still went to work. Because there were very few taxis at that time, and there were no fare meters, it cost at least ten yuan to get on the bus. Therefore, when business is good, my mother will go out and drive at night. Of course, dad must sit in the passenger seat and accompany mom. We call this "car escort" over there. I was in junior high school at that time, and when my father was not at home, I would accompany my mother to "escort the car". But at that time, I was almost 1.8 meters tall, and I was fat. When I escorted the car, the customers were a little reluctant to get in the car. Mom said: "Yes, who wants a fat man with a green head sitting in front of him? It makes him feel insecure." Of course, this is also a joke. But it’s true that my mother rarely calls me “car escort”.

This incident happened one night when my father was escorting my mother’s car. Business was very good that night, and there were so many people taking taxis. As soon as one got off, another got up. I worked like this until about eleven o'clock. Mom looked at the watch and said to dad: "It's getting late, let's collect the car." Dad was also afraid that mom would be too hard, so he also said: "Yeah, it's getting late, let's go back. Go to bed early, we have to go out tomorrow." Where's the car?"

After saying that, my mother drove back. By this time, there were very few people on the street. My mother suddenly noticed a girl in her twenties wearing a white dress waving on the side of the road. My mother wanted to go home directly without parking the car, but she thought again and again: "It's too unsafe for a girl to be outside alone in the middle of the night. Just do the last job."

The girl got in the car after her mother stopped the car. The girl's expression was surprisingly cold after she got in the car. To exaggerate, she was expressionless. The long hair hanging down on both sides covered both sides of the face. He still looks pretty good-looking, but there is a hint of coldness in Wushen's eyes. Generally speaking, people who get on the bus will take the initiative to say where they are going, but this girl sat quietly in the back seat after getting on the bus, with no intention of speaking. This made the atmosphere in the car a little awkward. Her mother wanted to find a topic to lighten the atmosphere, so her mother asked her with concern: "Sister, be careful when you go out alone so late. Where are you going?" The girl still had no expression on her face and said softly: "I want to go to Death Ridge."

(I want to explain here: There is a place in Qinhuangdao called Wangling. As the name suggests, it used to be there. There are many families with the surname Wang living there. Because the earliest crematorium in the city was there, the name Wangling became synonymous with the crematorium after a long time.

Nowadays, when older Qinhuangdao people say they go to the crematorium, they always go to Death Ridge. In order to reflect the conversation as truly as possible, I still use the "Death Ridge" she mentioned here instead of the crematorium)

Hearing the girl say this, mother and father's hearts trembled at the same time. They looked at each other and calmed down. The mother asked the girl in a trembling voice: "Sister... what are you doing there in the middle of the night?" The father heard the extreme nervousness in the mother's voice, and immediately reached out to hold her mother and put her on the wall. The right hand on the gear shifter signaled mother to relax. The girl still said in a calm voice: "I'm going to do something there, let's go." At this time, the mother's consciousness became a little confused due to nervousness. The car was still parked there, and it was so quiet that only the sound of the idling motor could be heard.

Dad shook his mother's hand again and said to her: "It's okay, let's go. We'll go home after this trip." At this time, my mother couldn't think of a better way and slowly started the car. . The car drove towards the crematorium.

My mother is a cheerful person. She usually chats with passengers while driving, and the atmosphere in the car will be extremely harmonious. But this time no one spoke, and the only sounds in the car were the sound of the car's motor and the wheels hitting the ground. As my mother drove, she kept watching what was going on behind her in the rearview mirror. Although there was a safety net separating the front and back of the car, she was still afraid of what would happen behind her. But all the worries were unnecessary. After a while, the kung fu car drove to the gate of the crematorium. The surroundings were pitch dark, and all that could be seen was the two large, blurry iron doors of the crematorium, which were tightly closed, with a dim light shining through the cracks in the doors.

The girl finally asked for the second time after getting in the car: "How much is it?" Dad saw that mother was still very nervous, so he took over and said, "Just give me ten yuan." The girl said nothing, took out the money from her body and handed it over. Mom also recovered at this time, took the money and put it in her wallet. The girl opened the door and got out of the car and disappeared into the darkness outside the car.

My mother finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her get off the car, and she didn't have the intention to carefully check whether the girl went to the crematorium to call the door or where she went. After she closed the car door, her mother immediately turned the car and drove away quickly. Who wants to stay around the crematorium in the middle of the night?

My father also breathed a sigh of relief. On the way home, he kept comforting his mother and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm just scaring myself. If I don't think about it, it'll be okay." After my mother got home, she and I After talking about this incident, the cold sweat on her back was still dry when she got home.

I thought this matter would just go away, but the next morning when my mother was packing up the change she received yesterday, she discovered that the outermost part of the wallet turned out to be a ghost coin. . . . . . Mom and Dad were very frightened and confused. They said they didn't notice when they received this yesterday. My mother recalled: "Could it be that the last girl gave it to me last night? I didn't check it carefully when she gave me the money. Could it be that she..."

From that day on, my mother I bought a Buddha statue of Tathagata and placed it on the front desk of the cab, hoping to bless me with safety.

This is the story of the crematorium coins I want to tell, reproduced from /lingyi/1025.html