A familiar aunt told, so to speak, the third water on jelly.
There was only one peasant living in their village.
Oh, and he was filthy!
During the time of Comrade Stalin, he planted his best friends for awards, set up a lot of people, took away the house from a lonely mother with a child, sat for theft, they say he solved a couple of people, beat his wives (there were 3), tortured them, walked over the heads if he saw the goal, in general, an evil, cruel, self-serving, greedy, quarrelsome, pretentious person.
And the most interesting thing, as always happens in this world, this type lived a long, one might say happy life, in wealth, changed women, humiliated them later, and many fools looked at his wealth and ran after him, then he left them with nothing. what, or even with a child in his arms, drove out.
By the age of 80 (it seems in 2001) that man died, and what is most interesting - in a dream - easily and naturally!
But here it started!
In that village, there was a belief: if any misfortune happens to the deceased, in general, any, even the coffin turns over, even the cross falls, it means that they are not welcome in the next world and he was a bad person.
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We found this man in the morning, when wild dogs ran through the window of a village house and simply gnawed at his hand hanging from the bed!
His daughter screamed like she was cut with fear, the whole village heard. They called the paramedic, concluded that, they say, he died in a dream, at night.
When they put it in the coffin, everything as it should be, the crown on the forehead, hands on the chest, icons nearby - so icons did not stand next to them - they fell!
The corolla constantly moved off the forehead, the candles were extinguished or smoked with a black flame.
When the body was brought into the church, the second leaf of the door, closed with a latch, did not want to open - it seized, as if it would not let the coffin with the sinner in.
The peasants either way, they oiled them with machine oil, poked them with a crowbar - no door would open. So the priest chastised prayers in the courtyard of the church, and at the end the wind tore off the ill-fated corolla from the forehead of the deceased, lifted it high along with the dust from the roads and carried it away to no one knows where. The priest only crossed himself and said that it was the will of God.
So that guy was beaten up. While the coffin was being lowered into the grave, the rope broke and the coffin fell from the side of the head, stuck in the grave at about a 45 degree angle. Everyone who was there gasped and groaned, crossed themselves, sighed, everyone understood why such a funeral was not successful, but no one dared to say.
And at the funeral itself, a fight broke out between the men, in general, people remembered all this from the bad side and did not want to remember, but they had to …
Now, as Aunt Valya told me, that peasant's grave has collapsed and crumpled in, it seems that everything is washed away with water and instead of a mound there is now a hole, no matter how much earth is brought there and filled up.
Others stand nearby, intact, but this is always crooked, skewed, the crosses did not stand there - they fell, the monuments cracked, 3 photos were changed and everything cracked in half.
It is from there that the villagers have a legend - they did not accept a sinner in the next world! They did not want to take to heaven or hell.
