做棺材

我敢保证这是真事。

去年5.
1我把存的假期加上，回老家住了几天。

老家村外有一片林子，属于集体所有。
村民们可以拣些掉落的枯枝当柴火，树的主干是不能动的。

村主任的小舅子，（叫他甲吧）比我大几岁，30出头。
这人是个村痞，芝麻大的便宜他占不上就能懊恼好几天。
他去林子里，每次都把树锯得光秃秃的，只留下主干，他还狡辩说他拉回家的是“枝子”

那天我和表弟站在村口，看见他又拉着一车“枝子”回来了。
我喊了他一声：“甲，又给树剃头去了。
”他看了我一眼没说话。
我又说：“难为你这么捡的，你打算回家盖个天安门吧。
”他听着实在不是味，嘟囔了一句：“做棺材。
”我和表弟愣了一下，哈哈大笑起来。
甲赶着车急急走了。

过了会甲的哥哥下地回来，看见我们，笑着过来招呼：“给你们讲个笑话，刚才甲拉着车木头从地里过，我知道他要做个凳子，就问，兄弟，你做个啥样的凳子啊。
他瞪了我一眼说，做棺材。
”我们也笑着把刚才的事情讲了。

第二天早晨我正睡的香，被外面乱哄哄的人声吵醒了。
的早晨难得这么热闹。
我也起身去看。
原来甲昨晚死了。

他身体很好，又没有喝酒。
老人们都说这是暴死，要请人看看的。
他怕丢人，不肯。
没想到到了下午，甲的就发臭了，到了晚上，连邻居都受不了了，只好拉到殡仪馆，转天就火化了。

甲火化后2,3天。
他老婆连着梦见甲面目狰狞的站在门口喊：“我的棺材呢。
”开始甲家给他换了一个更高级的骨灰盒，但是他老婆还是噩梦不断，家里只好买了个棺材，把他的骨灰葬在祖坟里。
无效。
最后还是他老婆想起来，把他拉回来的“枝子”拿到坟上烧了，家里才平安。

表弟回到，也把这事当做讲给同学听；我这个人心理比较阴暗：这是不是现代版的杀夫奇案呢？

Introduce:I dare make sure this is true thing.
Last year 5.
1 I add the holiday that put, answered native place to live a few days.
There is a forest outside native place village, belong to collective all.
The villager people can choose some of dropping deadwood when firewood, the main force of the tree is not kinetic.
The wife's younger brother of village director, (call him armour) bigger than me a few years old, 30 odd.
This person is a village ruffian, he does not occupy the petty gain with big sesame seed to go up can vexed several days.
He goes in grove, curium the tree every time of bald, keep main force only, he returns chicanery to say those who come home to he is pulled is " branch " I and cousin stood in village mouth that day, see he is pulling one cart again " branch " came back.
I called him: "Armour, went to tree have one's head shaved again.
" he saw me do not have conversation.
I say again: "Be a hard job to you so those who collect, you plan to come home build a Tian An Men.
" he is listening is not flavour really, grunted: "Make coffin.
" I and cousin were stupefied, burst out laughing.
Armour is driving car urgent whirl.
Crossed the elder brother go to the fields of meeting armour to come back, see us, laughing to come over accost: "Tell a joke to you, a moment ago armour is pulling car wood to pass from the ground, I know he wants to do a bench, ask, brother, you do the bench of a what appearance.
His glare I say, make coffin.
" we also are laughing to say a moment ago thing.
The following day in the morning what I am sleeping is sweet, by outside tumultuous voice is noisy woke.
Rural morning is god-given so lively.
I also rise go looking.
Original armour died last night.
His body is very good, did not drink again.
Old people says this is die in one's boots, want those who look to ask a person.
Be afraid of in his home lose face, do not agree.
Did not think of afternoon, the body of armour with respect to smell, arrived in the evening, was overcome even neighbour, be forced to help funeral parlor, turn the day was cremated.
After armour is cremated 2, 3 days.
His wife is connecting dream of the station with sinister in appearance armour to cry in the doorway: "My bier.
" began armour home to change a more advanced urn to him, but his wife or nightmare are ceaseless, was forced to buy a bier in the home, it is bury of his ashes of the dead in ancestral grave.
Invalid.
Finally still is him wife thinks, pull him " branch " take burned to grave, the ability in the home is restful.
Cousin returns the school, also treat this thing as contemporary Liao Zhai tells a classmate to listen; Psychology of my this individual is darker: This is contemporary edition fight husband surprise proposal? 11276