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Uncle was dead.
The entire village was in shock.
His body was found headfirst in Grandma's Rice Jar, which was drenched in blood.
Aunt fainted on the spot.
The younger aunt leaned against the wall, retching uncontrollably.
Second Uncle squatted at the door, smoking a pipe with a look of helplessness on his face.
Three Grandmothers said it was because "rice is life."
Grandma seemed to want to come back.
Second Uncle said that dawn was approaching, and he would go to the town to rent a pump to draw out the water.
Three Grandmothers warned that if they didn’t retrieve the body soon, more people would die.
Aunt, holding back her grief, said, "This time I’ll contribute 300 yuan!"
The younger aunt weakly added while still leaning against the wall, "I’ll also contribute 300 yuan, but I don’t have cash on me; I need to go to town to withdraw it."
Three Grandmothers nodded, "That’s fine."
Second Uncle said, "I’ll head to town right away to rent the pump."
Three Grandmothers instructed, "Don’t stop the machine; we must drain the water before dark and retrieve the old lady from the Pond."
The Three Grandmothers spoke and then walked away.
The Wang Family followed behind the machine, listening to its rumbling sound as water splashed everywhere, murky water being pumped into the nearby river.
It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that the water finally revealed its bottom.
Everyone stared in shock.
Grandmother stood motionless in the center of the Pond.
She was dressed in new clothes made for the New Year, a red satin top and black satin pants.
These were the clothes prepared for her birthday celebration.
Everyone exchanged glances, hesitant to approach.
In the end, it was Corpse Retriever who stepped forward and lit an incense stick. "This is called lighting incense to summon spirits."
"If the incense catches fire, everything will be fine. But if it doesn't..."
He didn't continue.
However, under the blazing sun at noon, the incense ignited immediately.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief.
The Three Grandmothers' face turned pale. "No, no, this incense shouldn't have caught fire!"
“Han Wa!” Three Grandmothers shouted, “Did you really see the person who borrowed the rice?”
Han Wa jumped in surprise. “I saw them. That person was carrying a bucket, and there were Field Snails inside.”
Three Grandmothers didn’t ask any further questions.
Later, I heard that Corpse Retriever had invited his master, and only then was Grandma’s body successfully brought to shore.
I looked at the feet of the corpse but found no nails.
Strange, didn’t Three Grandmothers say that Grandma was nailed to the bottom of the water?
In the Wang family courtyard, two coffins were placed side by side.
One had been prepared a few days earlier, and the other was just finished today.
Because Uncle had died so suddenly, his coffin was hastily made.
Three Grandmothers said that the coffin for the deceased should be as thick as possible, preferably made of pure black old wood.
However, Uncle’s coffin clearly did not meet those standards.
But now, with the complicated situation at home, there wasn’t any extra money to make another coffin.
Three Grandmothers directed the Wang family to place Grandma’s body into the coffin.
Then she instructed my aunt to tie the animals she had prepared next to the coffin.
According to the instructions of the Three Grandmothers, the aunt lined up three animals: Chicken Blood, Rabbit Blood, and Duck Blood, and painted them on the coffin.
Then she took a long nail and pinned the animal corpses to the coffin.
“One mouse goes, two rabbits perish, three chickens crow, four dogs bark.”
The Three Grandmothers chanted these words as she finished nailing the four animals.
Next, she instructed the aunt to fetch a bowl and mix the Chicken Blood, Rabbit Blood, and Duck Blood inside it.
“Now, take a bit of rice from each dish, put it in the bowl, stir it well, and then pour the rice over the coffin.”
After the aunt completed all these tasks as instructed by the Three Grandmothers, they asked Cousin from Uncle’s family to sprinkle the rice into Uncle’s coffin.
The villagers said that this jar of rice represented Uncle’s life.
Uncle's life had been borrowed by the ghost of his grandmother.
Since Uncle was the only son in his family, he was chosen by Rice Person.
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