医院鬼故事 - 积习难改

老王是殡仪馆的工作人员。这天傍晚，他拿着扫帚，在殡仪馆院内清扫地面的落叶。

扫着扫着，老王无意间一抬头，远远瞥见一号治丧大厅门口似乎有一个人影。恍惚间，老王感觉那背影是一个老太太的，她弓着背，拄着拐杖，步履蹒跚地走进大厅敞开的大门。

这么晚了，会是谁呢？老王寻思等老太太出来后过去问一下。就在这时，老王的手机响了，办公室黄主任吩咐老王，明天有人要来办丧事，让他准备一下。接完电话，老王揉揉眼睛，再去看一号大厅门口，瞅了许久，也没见老太太出来。纳闷之余，老王干脆就走进了一号大厅，想去看个究竟。奇怪的是，大厅里空空如也，哪有什么人？老王挠挠花白的头发，心想，难不成自己老眼昏花，刚才看花了眼？

第二天下午，办丧事的那家人来了，他们租用的是一号厅。听了黄主任和死者家属的交谈，老王才知道，死者是一个姓吴的老太太。想到昨天傍晚的怪事，老王心里咯噔了一下。

灵堂布置好后，老王打开音响设备，准备按惯例播放哀乐。可不知为啥，音响显示屏上信号一切正常，可就是没有声音。老王把几个按钮调试了好几次，依然没有一点儿用。家属们急了，都围了过来，吴老太太的大孙子恰好在一家歌厅当音响师，看到老王急得满头大汗，就自告奋勇来试一试。不承想，无论他怎么调试，就是放不出声音！

办丧事没有哀乐，成何体统？大伙儿都急得火烧火燎，老王掏出手机，正准备给黄主任打電话，吴老太太的二儿媳发话了：“妈在世的时候，没事总爱往小区跳广场舞的地方跑。虽说老人家腿脚不利索，可她喜欢坐在旁边看人家跳，经常一去就是半天。是不是这哀乐她不感兴趣，想听广场舞曲呢？”

大家一听，不免觉得有些荒唐，只是，与其再找人折腾，倒不如试一下。于是，吴老太太的大孙子重新摆弄起音响。还别说，一番鼓捣后，轻松欢快的广场舞曲马上环绕着整个大厅响了起来。老王一颗悬着的心总算落了下来，他呆呆地站着，搓搓手，犯起了嘀咕：“这事儿咋这么怪呢？”

此时，外面西北风呼呼地吹着，大厅里寒气逼人。家属们找到老王，要求开空调取暖。这时，怪事又出现了，几台空调开关按下后，等了好久，丝毫没有反应！整个大厅的线路并没有问题，灵堂正前方的显示屏依然亮闪闪的，广场舞曲也响得正欢。一台空调出故障，很正常，老王也没少遇到过；所有空调同时出现故障，老王觉得就难以理解了！再联想到刚才音响的事，老王不禁暗暗心惊，该不会真是吴老太太在暗中操纵吧？

好在吴老太太的家属这次并没有太着急，只听吴老太太的二儿媳又说道：“咱妈活着的时候一向节俭，不管大冷天还是大热天都不用空调，这习惯一时半会儿当然改不了。”

老王见别的家属都没有提出意见，就顺势说：“照我说，这事儿好办。既然老人生前有节俭的好习惯，咱做晚辈的，何不最后顺着她一次，也算是尽尽孝道！”大伙儿同意了。

哀悼仪式结束后，吴老太太的遗体要进火化间了，家属们七手八脚地拿出从家里带来的老人生前使用过的物件，准备一起烧给老人。结果在一大堆衣物被褥中，老王一眼看见了一根拐杖夹杂其中！

顿时，老王整个人惊呆了，想起了昨天黄昏看到的一幕……看来，昨天是吴老太太拄着拐杖，提前到殡仪馆来熟悉场地，好方便办丧事时保持生前的老习惯呀。

Introduce:Laowang is the staff member of funeral parlour. This day of dusk, he is taking broom, the fallen leaves of the ground is swept inside funeral parlour courtyard. Sweeping sweeping, laowang looks up accidentally, catch a glimpse of doorway of hall of a make funeral arrangement appears to have a people far. Absentminded, laowang feels that back is an old lady, her bend is worn back, lean on a stick is worn crutch, walking falter takes the entrance door that the hall opens wide. So late, who can you be? Old Wang Xin thinks of the past after waiting for an old lady to come out to ask. Be in at this moment, laowang's mobile phone rang, office yellow director tells Laowang, somebody will handle funeral arrangement tomorrow, let him prepare. Receive a telephone call, laowang is kneaded rub an eye, go seeing doorway of a hall again, looked at for a long time, also did not see the old lady comes out. Feel puzzled, laowang is flat walked into a hall, want to look after all. Strange is, the absolutely empty in the hall, what person do have? Laowang flinchs flinch the hair of grey, the heart thinks, do not become oneself hard old eye is dim-sighted, a moment ago looked spent an eye? The following day afternoon, that family that handles funeral arrangement came, of their hire is a hall. Listened to the talk of Director Huang and the dead's family member, old Wang Cai knows, the dead is a surname old lady. Think of yesterday the oddity of the dusk, clicked in old Wang Xin. After mourning hall has been decorated, laowang opens sound facility, preparation broadcasts funeral music by the convention. Can not know to be what, the signal on acoustics indication screen everything is normal, can do not have sound namely. Laowang debugged a few pushbutton many times, still use without a bit. Family members are urgent, surrounded come over, the big grandchildren of the old lady is become in hall of a song fitly acoustics division, see Laowang is urgent sweating, volunteer to try. Not bear want, no matter how is he debugged, put news of save one's breath namely! Do funeral arrangement to do not have dirge, into why decency? We all gets feeling terribly hot urgently, laowang draws out skill machine, preparing to make Zuo word to Director Huang, the 2 daughter-in-laws of the old lady send a word: "When Mom is alive, do not have a thing to always love to jump toward the village the place of square dance runs. Though ability to walk of a respectful form of address for an old person is not agile, but she likes to sit by to see a family jump, often go even if a long time. It is this dirge her disinclination, want to hear square dance music? " everybody listens, unavoidable feel some are absurd, just, seek person turn from side to side again with its, be inferior to trying. Then, the big grandchildren of the old lady moves back and forth afresh an acoustics. Still never mention it, after tinkering with, there was whole hall to ring on horse of relaxed and lively square dance music. The heart that Laowang is hanging fell down at long last, he stays to standing slow-wittedly, rub wash one's hands with invisible soap and imperceptible water, made a whisper: "This thing how so strange? " right now, northwest wind breathes out outside breathe out the ground is being blown, the algidity in the hall is threatening