My brother-in-law and I have had several terrible experiences, and I still get scared when I think about it now.
The first thing: When I was thirteen years old, I went to play at my brother-in-law’s house. My sister and brother-in-law were childhood sweethearts and we had known each other since we were young. I was living in a rural area at that time, and the alleys were super quiet at noon, with no one around. Suddenly, a man wearing sunglasses called outside the iron gate, saying that he wanted to ask for directions, and he opened the door to ask for a drink of water. The man found that the door was unlocked, so he opened the door and barged in. Come and lock the door.
At that time, my brother-in-law was making afternoon tea in the kitchen. Hearing my loud shouting, my brother-in-law was confused. He took a kitchen knife and jumped onto the balcony. He jumped over four meters high from the first floor and jumped into the alley next door. Because the alley next door is the entertainment department for the elderly, my brother-in-law went straight in to find reinforcements. The village chief happened to be playing cards there, and he directly turned on the big artifact speaker. I will never forget the scene of more than 20 people coming out of every alley with hoes that day, folks. They blocked all the alleys and struggled for two hours before catching the man. The scene was not to mention bloody.
The second incident: After my sister and brother-in-law got married, I went to visit my sister and brother-in-law’s house during the summer vacation, and another strange incident happened.
My brother-in-law has a big golden retriever at home. Sometimes he is afraid that the neighbors in the community will be afraid of it, so my sister, brother-in-law and I will go to the underground garage of the community after ten o'clock in the evening to let it play happily. The first few times it had no interest in the cars in the underground garage and just ran around and played on its own. Once, it suddenly became very interested in a white off-road vehicle and kept wanting to jump on it. , my brother-in-law and I went over to lead it, for fear that it would scratch someone's car, but it just wouldn't go and kept trying to get in the car.
My brother-in-law and I looked into the car with the flashlight on our mobile phones, thinking that the golden retriever was hungry and was tempted by the delicious food in the car, but there was no food in the car. But the golden retriever still wanted to go up. The two of us had to drag it away with a tow rope. Later, I heard from elders that dogs can see things that we can’t see. They did that because there was a “person” on the roof of the car waving to them to get up. Thinking about it, this might be true, because after going to the underground garage a few times, Golden Retriever didn't do anything to the car anymore.
When I think about these terrible experiences now, I still tremble with fear. And I don’t know why, but I experience it with my brother-in-law every time. It’s really magical. But thanks to my brother-in-law's presence, otherwise I would have been scared to death.