The hungry ghost of the year

The TV in the rental room is playing the annual Spring Festival Gala, and my stomach is at this time a burst of rumbling, helpless, pulled up from the bed, turned out a bag of frozen dumplings into the pot and watched the TV.

　　After waiting for a long time, the TV appeared in the New Year's countdown bell, watching the people in the family reunion happy look, I can not help but sob up.

　　Hey, I've not been home for two years, I'm drifting around alone and miserable, looking at this rental room is a miserable even a window flower, where to find what the taste of New Year. Just after twelve o'clock, a cold wind freezing I could not help but sneeze.

　　"Bing bang bang" a clash of pots and pans with the New Year's bell suddenly rang out at this time. Following this sound my eyes looked in the direction of the kitchen, another collision sound, I secretly muttered "Damn, this New Year's Eve, not by thieves, right?"

　　I thought of the pot is still cooking dumplings, I hurriedly copied a folding bench cat paced towards the kitchen, just to the door, I freed a hand to quickly open the kitchen incandescent light to see who is so blind, have stolen to my head.

　　But in the moment the light opened, I was immediately blinded, standing straight on the spot. Only to see a whole body of thin, bony old man is sticking his hand into the pot, in a closer look, ah, the old man where there is half a human look? This winter naked upper body, dry and yellow skin wrapped in bare ribs. White hair sparsely fall on the bald head, and a pair of surprisingly large eyes, but deep protruding out to stare at the soup, as if the eyes immediately fell off the same.

The hungry ghost of the New Year

　　I shake the ground, where there is half a shadow ......

　　Fear, silent fear pervaded my body, after a little bit of God I shouted "Oh my God" and then did not look back and pulled his legs to run. But there is a saying: "people are unlucky to drink cold water are stuffed with teeth", just running out of the kitchen, but somehow I tripped over myself and fell on the cold floor with a bang.

　　This fall is not light, straight to the ground I came to a faint. I desperately thought: this is the end, the New Year, I really can not live. Thought it would lie straight on the ground waiting for the old ghost to clean me up.

　　But wait about a minute or so, the whole house there is no movement, I quietly opened my eyes, only to see just or bright house is now dark, and a cold wind blew to my body freezing my goose bumps are falling to the ground. Suddenly, there was a rattling on the dark ceiling.

　　After an old voice came from behind: "cough ...... cough, you a young man afraid of what? The little old man is not eating your two dumplings. Ch ......"

　　As soon as I heard this voice I immediately thought of the old ghost in the kitchen. I was on the verge of collapse and then listened to this, immediately fainted and hiccuped.

　　The next day, I struggled to get up from the floor, looking around nothing is moving. I'm afraid this old ghost is gone, Ah-choo ......

　　The following week, I suffered from a bad cold, and then I did not even want to rent directly rolled back home.

　　Hey, this New Year's hungry ghost really can not afford to mess with ah ......