The Girl Who Turned to Be A Bone

One day, as his firewood was sold out earlier than usual, the old man started home when the sun was still high. The weather that day was especially nice, and pretty flowers were in bloom by the roadside. “Umm, nice view. 　I’m gonna take a short rest here,” He said as he sat on a stone at the roadside, and started drinking rice wine he had bought in town and had put in a gourd shell.