The story takes place in the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty. There is a biscuit shop in Malan Village, the owner's surname is Ma. Although this biscuit shop is not large, it is open day and night. Only because Malan Village is close to several escort stations, there are often bodyguards who come to buy biscuits at night.

Over the past few days, a strange thing has happened in the shop. Every time he counted his income early in the morning, he would find a piece of paper money in the money box, and the khaki paper money was so conspicuous in the pile of copper coins. When he first found out, Boss Ma didn't take it to heart, thinking it was a prank by some bodyguard he knew well.

However, this was the case for several days, and Boss Ma felt something was wrong. Boss Ma called the young man over to question, and the young man shook his head like a rattle, and he didn't look like he was lying. There was only one young man in the store, and the rest were family members, but where did the paper money come from?

On the sixth night, Boss Ma decided to guard the store himself.

That night, Boss Ma stared at the copper coins handed over by each customer like a copper bell, and he didn't see any flaws.

But when Boss Ma opened the money box with confidence, his eyes almost fell out, and a piece of paper money lay quietly on the copper coin pile.

Boss Ma was so sick about it that he couldn't help but tell his daughter-in-law. Boss Ma's daughter-in-law laughed and poked Boss Ma's head and said, "This is not simple. You can ask the young man to prepare a water basin and throw the money directly into the water. There must be no sound when the paper money is thrown into the water!"

Boss Ma was skeptical, his eyes were so wide that he didn't see why, can you use a water basin, but it's also a way out of nowhere, he still decided to try.

In the evening, Boss Ma prepared a basin full of water and placed it under the counter, and whispered to the young man for a long time.

Boss Ma went back to the house but couldn't sleep, so he simply got up and guarded the store with the little guy.

On the third watch, a woman handed a copper coin and asked for a biscuit. The young man picked up the biscuit and handed it over, accepted the money and threw it into the water basin, but there was no sound at all.

Boss Ma pouted at the young man, who pinned a needle on the woman's coat as she turned around.

The woman left, and Boss Ma touched the back of his neck, sweating. Boss Ma and the young man stared at the thread that was attached to the woman's coat, rolling non-stop. They finally made it to dawn and led a few strong young men out of the house along the thread.

Several people walked along the line for about half an hour, and they came to the cemetery in the east of the village. To their astonishment, the line went straight into a new grave. This new grave was the grave of the daughter-in-law of the old Lin family who died a month ago. Boss Ma didn't dare make a sound, so he quickly led the people back to the store.

After dawn, Boss Ma went to the Lin family for a trip, taking the young man and the strong young men. The Lin family was a famous rich man in Malan Village, so of course they would not believe Boss Ma's words.

The master of the Lin family grilled the young man Ji and the strong young men for a long time, but he was still skeptical. Boss Ma made a bow to the master of the Lin family and said, "Master Lin, it is actually easy to figure out this matter. You only need to dig open the grave and the truth will be revealed. I am afraid that Master Lin will not refuse."

Master Lin pondered for a moment, then sent the servant to his cemetery to see what was going on. The servant came back and reported what he had seen to Master Lin. This was exactly the same as what Boss Ma and others had said, and Master Lin made up his mind to dig the grave and open the coffin. Not long after the Lin family's daughter-in-law was buried, she had to open the coffin again, which caused many villagers to come and watch the excitement. It stands to reason that the coffin should be opened at night, but Master Lin was angry that his daughter-in-law had died and was still uneasy, so he decided to open it at noon.

The moment the lid of the coffin was about to be opened, there was a gust of yin wind under the poisonous sun, and the scalps of the big men were numb.

The moment the lid of the coffin was opened, everyone was stunned. The Lin family's daughter-in-law was lying safely in the coffin, with the needle of Boss Ma's house pinned to her clothes. A baby boy who was more than a month old was lying at the feet of the Lin family's daughter-in-law with his eyes open, not crying or making trouble.

It took a while for the Lin family to come to their senses, and they quickly took off their gowns, wrapped up the baby boy, and carried him out. After a closer inspection, they found that the lotus shoes worn by the Lin family's daughter-in-law were already worn bald, which was probably caused by running to Boss Ma's biscuit shop every night.

It turned out that Boss Lin's only son had contracted a cold and died eight months ago. Fortunately, the Lin family's daughter-in-law was pregnant at that time, and the Lin family treated the child in the daughter-in-law's belly as a golden egg. However, the Lin family's daughter-in-law died in childbirth.

Unexpectedly, the baby boy was born in a coffin and survived. What makes people even more sad is that the daughter-in-law of the Lin family, who has been dead for a long time, can buy biscuits for her son every night to satisfy his hunger.

The master of the Lin family looked at the lost and recovered grandson in tears, and after thinking that the sky could not bear to destroy his Lin family, he named his grandson Mengsheng. At that time, he let Mengsheng recognize Boss Ma as his godfather. He immediately opened his own granary, and the poor in Zhouji Village quickly repaired his daughter-in-law's cemetery and erected a monument to his mother in Mengsheng's name.

Later, when Mengsheng grew up, he became a high-ranking official and built a temple for his mother in the east of the village. He would come back every year to offer incense to his ancestors.

This story was told to me by my grandfather. Malan Village is his hometown. He said that he had met the descendants of Mengsheng. This story is a true story! Haha, I don't believe the truth. With a little speculation of scientific knowledge, I know it is fake. How can a child live so long in a coffin, and where does oxygen come from? Grandpa always flicked my forehead and laughed. He said you will believe it when you grow up! I pouted, liar!

I became a mother, and I often thought of this story inexplicably. Gradually, I actually believed this story, because motherly love can go to heaven and earth, and it is omnipotent. Only a mother can understand it.