Does feng shui really exist?

My hometown is a small mountain village called Miaoshan. Legend has it that there was a temple on the mountain, hence its name. But as far as I can remember, this mountain is equivalent to a small mound. Pine trees on the mountain are illegally cut down year after year, leaving only bare stones and strange and horrible graves all over the mountain. People habitually hide their dead relatives in the mountains, and people live at the corner of this grave mountain.

Because it is built on a mountain, there is naturally no standard planning of due south and due north. My hometown is in the southeast of the south of the house.

Most residents in our village are surnamed Chen, and my neighbor is a person who doesn't like to deal with others very much. His surname is Ma, so he has all kinds of complicated marriage relationships. In short, their family is very senior, and my family has always called them "Mrs. Ma".

Mrs. Ma has two handsome sons who are six years apart. I can still recall the appearance of his eldest son. He looks like Nicky Wu, and he is a handsome and delicate guy. Later, he got married, and his daughter-in-law was a beautiful woman from other places. One day, when she came home from school, a group of people wore Dai Xiao linen and surrounded a bed covered with white cloth. It's a pity that I'm only 24 years old. Just because I quarreled with my daughter-in-law, I took medicine and committed suicide. How can they be so disappointing ... they have been married for more than a year and have no children. My daughter-in-law hasn't heard from her since then. From then on, next door to my house, there was always Mrs. Ma's wailing and moaning, regardless of seasons, sometimes during the day and sometimes at night.

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Then his second son got married. I know my second son better. He looks like Jimmy Lin. He is handsome with a little smile. He likes playing musical instruments. He bought a tuba and often practiced at home. His daughter-in-law is a local girl in our village, and the distance between them is less than 100 meters. Soon they had a baby and a girl, and Mrs. Ma's family was a little angry and cried less frequently.

One afternoon after school in my fifth grade, I still passed by his house, as if history were repeating itself. A group of people dressed in Dai Xiao linen surrounded a bed covered with white cloth. It's a pity that I'm only 24 years old. He committed suicide by taking medicine just because he quarreled with his daughter-in-law. How can he be so disappointing? Yes, the second son committed suicide by taking medicine, and it was also because he quarreled with his wife. Six years later, he inherited his brother's business.

Since then, my house has been vacated next door and moved to a newly planned townhouse in the south, but the old lady always chooses a special day to go to the old house and cry for her two lifelike sons.

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Maybe I can't figure out why God is so unfair. Maybe I miss him. I still remember that cry. People around us are always talking about their bad hearts, what bad things they have done, their geomantic problems, blocking a ventilation shaft ... There are different opinions. But for the two old people, this is farewell, and the white-haired people send the black-haired people. This is the worst revenge in life! Fortunately, there is a granddaughter. The only motivation and sustenance for the two old people to struggle to survive is to raise their granddaughter and train her to be an adult.

After the next door was emptied, my family lived alone on this axis.

Because the planning of the new house is based on the horizontal line of due south and due north, and my old house is sandwiched in the middle, the road on the west side has also become a triangle, and the two roads on the east side have merged into one road to the west, commonly known as "scissors mouth". If it weren't for my family, I wouldn't think it was Feng Shui. My mother also committed suicide by taking medicine at the end of 20110, which made me wonder whether it was true several times. For everyone in our family, it was a hard knife in the heart, and the wound gurgled and bled, and it has not healed until today.

Really want to sigh, what is the reason? My parents are so kind and my mother is so strong and optimistic. Why did God take my mother? It's been six years, and now I can say all this calmly, but I still have a little resentment against God in my heart.

Does feng shui really exist?

Day 9 of Endless 365 Extreme Challenge Training Camp