I heard this creepy story from my grandmother, an elderly woman in my home village.
A farmer living just near to our house, surnamed Zhu, once raised a she pig, which could gave birth to many pups at one time and thus Zhu earned a lot of money through selling these pups. And Zhu often praised his pig in the public proudly. Many people, including my grandmother, thought Wang treated the pig much better than he did with his late parents. For once the pig fell ill, Wang, along with local veterinary, would stay with the pig watching its health status until the pig take a turn for recovery. And when his father was plagued by disease, Zhu just sent for a local doctor for him without no additional effort.
Of course, a host of people envied Zhu owning such a cash cow until something scary happened. That was a hot summer day, overwhelmed with joy, Zhu got busy for his pig had produced 20 pups, and there remained a few within its belly. And abruptly something unexpected occurred when the last pup came out of the pig’s body. Zhu got pale at the last pup, which was born like an infant elephant, with a long nose, an inauspicious signs in local area. It was thought this sort of pup would bring misfortune to its owner.
Without further consideration, Zhu grabbed the pup, tossed it to the ground heavily and trampled it to death. Later, local shaman advised Zhu to get rid of his cash cow, that she pig, otherwise something unexpected would descend upon his family. But Zhu did not do accordingly, for cash cow after all, could bring money to him. And then came a tragedy around 1 month later when Zhu and his wife went over to town to visit one of their friends, left their only kid, a 6-year-old boy, alone at home.
That day, somehow the couple felt restless inwardly, as if something would happen. And they immediately thought of their only son, alone at home. So worried, the pair hurried home. Entering their courtyard, calling his son’s name eagerly, the couple found atmosphere was so quietly creepy, so deadly as to take them out of of breath, and suddenly Zhu’s wife let out a desperate shriek pointing to the tree behind their house.
There, under the tree, lay the she pig and by its side her son’s head sat there. In one motion Zhu pick up a large stone beside him and whip the pig frantically and killed it. Since then Zhu’s family never kept pig. Some villager said the she pig revenged his pup’s death on Zhu via killing his son. Other said Zhu should have killed the pig.
Sent in by Yumao Wu, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com