This time I want to tell a story about a business. The story takes place in July. In this most eerie and absurd month of the year, strange things happen from time to time.

Old people always warn children to go home early on July nights. If you encounter someone chatting with you on the road, you must ignore them, because maybe they are ghosts and want to drag you to the underworld with them.

Children are very convinced by such warnings, but young people are different. They are not afraid of anything. They feel that they are upright, so how can they be harassed by ghosts?

So they didn't take the old people's warnings seriously and walked at night. As for whether they saw ghosts or not, only they themselves knew.

The story I want to tell you is also related to a young man I know. His name is Su Yao. He is a very individual boy and is a resident singer in a bar. It is normal for him to go home late at night.

When Su Yao was young, his grandma always warned him not to play outside for too long during the Ghost Festival in July, to go home before seven o'clock, and not to come out again after eating.

Children are timid and naturally obedient.

Later, when Su Yao grew up and became a resident singer, it was impossible to go home early. Gradually, grandma stopped caring about him. However, every July, no matter how late he came back, he would see grandma sitting in front of the window, waiting.

Su Yao often joked that grandma was making such a fuss and was afraid that he would be eaten by ghosts.

Later... Later, Su Yao's grandmother passed away. When he went home every day, he could no longer see the looming shadow on the window. He wore reading glasses to read newspapers or watch TV, and no one warned him again: July Ghost

Festival, avoid walking at night and go home early.

The bar where Su Yao sang was far away from home, so he simply rented a house with several other singers in the bar.

As young people, we have the same hobbies and have something to talk about. After singing at the nightclub, we often go arm in arm for a late-night snack. There is a food street near the bar with a lot of snacks. Sometimes we drink too much and stagger on the street, stepping on

Looking at my own shadow under the street lamp, I felt like I was back when I was a child.

On this day, it was a coincidence that all the friends Su Yao lived with were on vacation, and he was left alone after get off work.

As for boys, they are naturally bold, so they inevitably drink two glasses of wine in the bar and walk at night easily.

Su Yao also sang so high that day that the guests ordered him several glasses of wine one after another and drank them all in one gulp. When he came out, he was walking a little wobbly.

He felt hungry and wanted to go to the nearby food court to find something to eat, so he strolled over there humming a little tune.

Nearby, the bar street and the food street were in the alley, and the street lights were dim. Su Yao walked in zigzags for a long time based on his intuition, and felt something was wrong. Normally, he could reach the food street after a five-minute walk and a few turns.

But today he has been walking for twenty minutes, and he has made countless turns, but he still hasn't heard the roar of people.

He sniffed hard, but couldn't smell the aroma of food. Needless to say, he went to the wrong place.

There was no other way, so Su Yao had to turn back. The street lamps nearby were also old, and the lights were so dim that they didn't look like anything else. Su Yao listened to his footsteps echoing in the alley, and couldn't help but feel a little chill. He suddenly remembered

, today is Ghost Festival.

"You're kidding!" Su Yao muttered, turned a corner, and heard the noise.

When I looked up, there were endless stalls and vendors in front of me, and the sound of bargaining was endless. It was so lively!

But having arrived, Su Yao felt excited and hurriedly ran over, wanting to fill his stomach quickly.

But it was very strange that this place didn't look like the food street he often visited before. Although there were many shops, none of them were selling food. There were only signs hanging in front of each vendor, and no goods could be seen. The buyers stood at the stalls.

I picked through the brands before buying it, and after haggling over which one I liked, I bought it back.

Su Yao murmured in his heart, a broken wooden sign, what's there to buy?

Curious, he walked over to a crowded stall and heard the stall owner arguing with the seller.

"Boss, why don't you sell it to me cheaper?" "I've already given it to you very cheaply. Go and ask elsewhere where I can find such a low price!" "Look what you said, there's nothing like this anywhere else!"

"Isn't that the end? Each store's products are unique. If you like it, take it away. If you miss it, you won't have it!" When the boss said this, the onlookers started to chime in, saying that after passing this village, it would be gone.

There was no such thing as this shop, which made Su Yao feel more and more curious as he listened. He craned his neck to see what mystery there was on the small wooden sign.

I only saw a date written on it, April 13, 1991.

Su Yao was stunned. Isn't this his birthday? Why is it such a coincidence?

Just as he was feeling strange, a man in his fifties next to him suddenly raised his voice: "Boss! Why don't you sell it to me? It doesn't matter how much you want. It's rare to come across a piece of fresh meat. I haven't eaten meat for a long time!"

Meat?

Su Yao smiled in his heart, the uncle tasted tender.

At this time, the surrounding crowd began to commotion, taking out their bags and vying for the small wooden sign. The scene became very chaotic for a while.