The legend of Ghost Festival

a long time ago, legends told me, there was a small house east of the river, the three huts in which ishid and her daughter-in-law had orchids.

the year when the orchid was 18,9 years old, he died when he was married, after which his husband died of illness and two widows were left behind.

he couldn't stand it, he fell in bed.

in the spring and autumn of the year, there was no harvest, and the only food in the family was sold and there was not enough money to see shigeshi.

the orchids have to go out begging every day, and leave their mouths to their mother-in-law, who only has to drink and eat.

it's a disaster.

this day, the orchids come from early morning to midday, just half a casserole and half a bowl of wild soup.

she wanted to go home and wait for her mother-in-law to eat her medicine, but was so hungry that she wanted to drink the soup first.

just opened her mouth and listened to a faint groan and only saw a skinny grandmother leaning under a tree on the side of the road.

grandma whispered, "my daughter, i've been hungry for three days, can you...

"p" orchids are kind, rushing up to grandma and bringing soup to her mouth.

grandma took the bowl, drank the soup, licked the bowl and said, "if i could eat some more, i might be able to walk." the orchid touched the half of the casserole in her arms, hesitated for a moment and wanted to order something for grandma later.

the orchids come out of their arms and hand them to grandma.

grandma reached out and swallowed it three times and almost choked.

grandma took a break and said, "my daughter, thanks to you for saving my life today, i don't know what to do next.

i'll starve to death sooner or later! my daughter, thank you, you have to go now...' 'it's not over.

the orchids heard grandma say it with a bitter heart and tears.

when she thought about it, she said to her grandmother: "my lady, i've had no mother since i was a child, i've lived in my house with my mother-in-law.

i'm a maid, and i'm a maid, and i'll have two mothers after that." grandma took the orchid's hand and said, "boy, you're not afraid of the burden of the disaster?" "i'll just have to run faster.

godmother, sit and wait for me, and i'll go to tojo and get grandma some food." after a while, the orchids came back and came home together.

it's good to see the orchids and bring her back a companion.

but with more mouths, it's harder.

every day, the orchids leave the village with a basket to eat, running for dozens of miles a day, returning home to serve the mother-in-law and the godmother, and having to wash and sew.

the days passed and the two old men were getting better under the care of orchids.

but the orchids are hungry and their bodies are worse than they are.

and this night, after the orchids were waiting for me to fall asleep, the godmother waved out and called the orchids to the yard and said, "oh, orchids, i've come to your house for thirty-seven and twenty-one days, and i've done well.

i'll tell you the truth.

i'm an observeryou are the one whom i am looking for, the maid of the crane, who came to cha zha zha zha zha zha zha (islamic monotheism).

i'll give you the stone.

she said, "don't look at it small, if you say to it, "please help me," and it'll be long and long.

remember, you're the only one who knows about this stone.

if you tell me, you'll die." after that, the crane flew away.

the orchid came to his house, and placed it on the floor, with ten hands and three bows to it, saying, “help us save the suffering ...”, but only with a flash of gold, and the slab was six feet long and three feet wide.

and the orchid said, "please give the grain of cloth." it was only after a gushing of gold that the tablets were piled with grain, grain and cloth.

and the next day, when the orchids brought the fragrances and the new clothes that were made overnight, he asked, "where did this come from? and what about my old sister?" the orchid said, "last night, the mother's brother came and took her home overnight.

the mother-in-law's brother is rich, he's only been doing business outside, and he sends me a lot of money, food, cloth, and says he needs to help his neighbours.” “if you have difficulty, my uncle wants me to do his work.” it's a story, a story, a story, a story, a story about orchids, a story that has been heard by hundreds of poor people, all gathered at the door of the orchids, and a long line was formed.

orchids are said to be a life-saving buddha from the morning to the evening when they are too busy to eat, and when people want it, they give it to them.

seeing poor neighborhoods with food and clothing, orchids are sweeter than honey.

when you're happy, and you don't have to go out for dinner, the orchids become so beautiful and beautiful, with clouds, eyes like moons, waist like willows, face like peach blossoms.

one of the local financiers, hoolin, had heard about orchids delivering food to the poor, and now that they've become so beautiful, he's been looking for a matchmaker for a concubine on several occasions, but has been rejected by her daughter-in-law.

the daughter-in-law of the orchid in hoolin made a bad idea without moving.

he paid for a monk and told people that the orchids were ferocious and that she sent food and money, which she wanted to eat when people were fat and white, to drink human blood and to eat human hearts。