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Grandma remained silent, which was her way of agreeing.
During dinner, Uncle looked at Grandma and said, "Sister, you shouldn't go out at night for the next couple of days."
Grandma paused, "Why not?"
Uncle sighed, "There's been talk of Living Dead in our village."
"I heard two children have gone missing."
Grandma looked at him, "Who did you hear that from?"
Uncle shook his head, "It doesn't matter. Just don't go out."
Grandma said nothing.
After dinner, Grandma saved some chicken.
She looked at Uncle and said, "Tomorrow, I’ll go to my house with you."
Uncle didn’t respond, which meant he agreed.
The next day, Uncle and Grandma went to my house together.
She reminded me not to run around and to stay home.
Then she left with Uncle.
I was alone at home and waited until late to see Grandma return.
She came back holding the chicken, looking exhausted.
I took the chicken from her and noticed it hadn’t been touched much.
It seemed Grandfather hadn’t eaten.
I asked her, "Where's Grandfather?"
She shook her head, "He didn't eat much; he saved it all for you."
I remained silent.
She patted my head and said, "You can go play with your playmates."
I looked at her and replied, "They’re not coming out anymore."
She sighed, "Then it's up to you."
After saying that, she went into the house.
A few days later, I noticed that Grandma's temper was becoming increasingly irritable.
She sighed and groaned all day long.
Moreover, I hadn't seen Uncle for a long time.
When I asked her when he would come to see us, she paused and looked at me, "Do you miss your grandfather?"
I looked at her and replied, "I miss Grandfather."
She thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll take you to see him."
She led me to the gate of the yard but then turned back after a moment's thought.
She walked all the way back home and grabbed a sickle.
Then she took me along as we headed toward my house.
When we arrived at my home, she told me to wait outside.
She went into the yard by herself.
She stayed inside for a long time before finally coming out.
When she emerged, she was drenched in sweat and holding a piece of meat.
She handed the meat to me, saying, "This is from your grandfather."
I reached out to take the meat and realized it was pig liver.
It was still dripping with blood.
It looked like it had just been cut off.
I asked her, "Where is Grandfather?"
She didn't respond and turned to walk ahead.
Grandma brought me back to my family's yard.
This once dilapidated yard now felt even more eerie.
As soon as I entered the yard, I was hit by a strong, pungent smell of blood.
The yard was filled with dust and cobwebs.
The desolate appearance sent a chill down my spine.
I tightly grasped Grandma's hand.
She led me into the west room.
Grandfather sat on the earthen bed.
His eyes were hollow, and his limbs were frail.
He seemed as if his time was nearly up.
Grandma's voice pierced the silence of the room: "Child's grandfather, I've brought the child to see you."
She pushed me forward.
I dared not look up, only clutching her clothes.
Grandfather slowly raised his head.
His gaze was vacant, devoid of any spark.
Grandma nudged me: "Go say hello to your grandfather."
I was pushed in front of Grandfather.
He stared at me for a long time.
Then he slowly raised his hand and touched my face.
"Min... Min..."
Fear gripped me tightly.
But I still called out to him: "Grandfather."
His eyes flickered slightly, and then he gently patted my head.
Grandma turned to go cook.
Only Grandfather and I remained in the room.
The air was thick with a foul stench.
The suffocating smell enveloped me.
I wanted to leave this place as quickly as possible.
But when I opened the door, I realized it was locked from the outside.
Panic set in.
I banged on the door, shouting, "Grandfather!"
No one responded from outside.
I turned and ran deeper into the room.
At that moment, I felt someone standing behind me.
I turned around.
Grandfather was there.
He made a strange sound from his throat, "Ming..."
I couldn't make out what he was saying.
In a daze, I seemed to see Wang Wei's face.
Wang Wei opened his mouth, "Grandpa!"
Then Grandfather's hand clutched at his own throat.
He emitted a rasping sound, as if struggling against something.
Just then, I heard Grandfather call my name: "Bian Ming!"
I burst into tears.
Grandfather finally called my name!
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