Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 5

The squatting old man slowly stood up. After he stood up straight, Li Juxiang suddenly felt that his back seemed not as hunched as before.

"Hey?"

The old man patted his waist and thought that Aunt Liu was really effective. He hadn't even started talking to her seriously yet, but just after entering her house, he felt much more relaxed.

He didn't stop and walked straight inside.

"Marquis Cui, you and Marquis Xiaoyuan go and have your meal."

After giving the instructions, she followed them into the inner room. Liu Jinxia's eyesight was not good, so she had to help take notes while they were talking.

"Brother Yuanhou, shall we continue eating?"

"Ah."

Li Zhuiyuan responded. Although the discomfort in his body had not yet subsided, he still tried to take a step forward.

Taking a step down, Li Zhuiyuan felt that the cool feeling on his head slowed down, and the feeling of ice on his left cheek also slowly faded away.

But as he took the second step, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly found that the coolness had not disappeared. The coldness on his left face reappeared, and it seemed as if a piece of ice was pressing on his right shoulder.

When he took the third step, the coldness on the left side of his face disappeared again and moved to his left shoulder, while his right shoulder remained cold.

Li Zhuiyuan took the fourth step, but before he took the step, the coldness on his shoulders suddenly intensified.

"call……"

Li Zhuiyuan took a deep breath with trembling hands, slowly retracted his feet, and the coldness in his shoulders returned to its previous level.

He could not see anything, but he could imagine that there was an old lady half-kneeling in front of him. She put her right hand on his left cheek, and her left hand on his head, stroking it, and said:
"This little boy is so cute."

As I walked forward, the old lady also changed her posture, and her hands gradually slid down to her shoulders. This was a movement of using the force to support herself.

If I keep moving forward, she will climb up.

she,
I want to carry it on my back!
……

The shady room on the first floor is Liu Jinxia's office.

The room is very big, but it feels very cramped when you enter.

Wooden boxes were stacked up around the room, taking up 70 to 80 percent of the space. They were filled with various instruments, scriptures, and statues.

If you open a few boxes, you can see Laojun and Buddha arm in arm, and you can also see that the figure sitting under Guanyin Bodhisattva is not a boy but Jesus on the cross.

In her early years, Liu Jinxia also had a dream. She responded to the call of the new era and wanted to gather the strengths of all schools to forge a path of her own.

It’s a pity that the backward market around Shinan Town is unable to accept such trendy things.

Liu Jinxia could only accept her fate helplessly and return to the image of a traditional fortune-teller.

Therefore, all that could be used in this room was a black lacquered wooden table, a few benches and two white wax candles.

"hiss……"

Liu Jinxia wiped her eyes with a handkerchief. The wax smoke made her eyes uncomfortable. It seemed that she had to remove the candles from now on.

At this time, the old man sitting opposite also finished his statement. He looked at Liu Jinxia with respect in his eyes.

After coming here, not only did my hunchback feel much better, my head was no longer groggy, and I could speak more fluently.

The old man’s surname is Niu, and his name is Niu Fu. He is from Shigang Town next door. He came here today to hold a funeral for his mother.

Yesterday, his younger brother Niu Rui came here for the same reason, and Liu Jinxia went to Li Weihan's house only after receiving him.

The Niu family has two brothers and a little sister. Their father passed away early, and it was their mother, a widow, who raised the three of them.

Today, they are all over 50 years old and have become grandparents.

Half a year ago, my mother passed away.

But ever since the funeral, the three siblings of the Niu family have been plagued by troubles in their respective families, with one getting sick or another having an accident.

At first, no one took it too seriously, but the frequency kept increasing and the problem became more serious.

A while ago, Niu Rui's son fell into a ditch on his way home from work by bike and broke several ribs. He would have almost lost his life if passers-by had not discovered him in time. Niu Fu's hunchback has become more and more serious. Even the old hunchbacks in his seventies and eighties in the same village are not as serious as his. You should know that half a year ago, he did not have a hunchback at all.

In addition, the three siblings would dream about their mother from time to time, so they suspected that their mother was still worried about them, so they planned to hold a death anniversary celebration for her and burn blood scriptures to drive away evil spirits and pray for her peace.

However, there is a conflict between the two brothers now. Niu Rui, the younger brother, wants to hold the funeral at his own home, but Niu Fu, the older brother, disagrees and insists it must be held at his home.

To outsiders, it might sound like the two brothers are quite filial. They are fighting over such a tedious and stressful matter as holding a funeral anniversary celebration. Aren't they just competing to show their filial piety to their mother?

Liu Jinxia obviously didn't believe it. Her eyesight was getting worse, but her mind was getting clearer.

Among the people she receives here, there are very few like Li Weihan. Most of them have done something wrong. As the old saying goes, if you have done something wrong, you will always be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

However, Liu Jinxia would not ask any more questions, but just said calmly:
"Don't tell me that your sister wants to do it too?"

"Yeah, she wants it too."

Liu Jinxia raised her eyebrows.

According to the current rules in the village, a daughter becomes a guest after she gets married. She can take time out every year to visit her parents' home, and bring her son-in-law back during the Chinese New Year. That's all she needs to do to save face.

If the parents are sick, a daughter can take care of them by their bedside for a while and take care of them, then she will be praised as a filial daughter by neighbors and relatives.

Since the daughter did not get any share of the family property, she only needs to show up and help with her parents' retirement and funeral arrangements without having to spend any money.

But the third sister of the Niu family actually wants to hold a funeral for her mother... This seems very against the rules. No matter how great the filial piety is, it cannot be expressed in this way. If the family only has sisters and no male heirs, it would be a different matter, but she has two older brothers.

Liu Jinxia lowered her eyelids and said:
"This is easy. Since everyone wants to be the master, then everyone should be the master. Go to the public dam in your village and borrow a piece of land. Set up three altars, place three birthday gifts, and burn three blood scriptures."

Niu Fu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is it still possible to do this?"

Liu Jinxia nodded: "Okay, let's do it together, in the same place, so you don't have to share the work. Your brother Ruihou gave me the birth dates of his family members yesterday, so you can give it to me today, and then tell your sister to send it to me in the next two days, so that I can start the process for you."

Originally, she was paid one fee for each task, but now she is paid three times for each task. Liu Jinxia is making money.

Niu Fu hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "That's it, I'll go back and talk to them, and we'll do it together."

"Well, after the horoscopes are sent to you, I will set a specific date for you."

"Hurry up." Niu Fu urged, "Hurry up."

"I understand." Liu Jinxia nodded, signaling him not to worry, and then stood up to see the guest off.

Niu Fu just left the bench, and as if he had thought of something, he sat down again and said, "There is one more thing. When we hold the funeral, we have to ask Madam Liu to sit and fast."

A fasting ceremony is a religious ceremony. As for sitting in meditation, someone with connections is invited to accompany and guard the ceremony to prevent the little ghosts from causing trouble.

As for how to explain this "tricks", it all depends on your heart. If there is really no one around, even a butcher can go and sit there.

Because Li Sanjiang's family was engaged in the paper-making business, whenever he delivered paper to someone's house, it was assumed that he would fast for that family. Not only could he get a free meal, but he could also receive a profit from the host family.

But this "default" has low cost and thin profit margin, but when you really say "please", the price is another story.

Niu Fu immediately added: "The interest payment is easy to talk about, Aunt Liu, we... all three of us will give it."

"Is that so..." Liu Jinxia's heart began to beat fast, and she felt inexplicably nervous.

"Also, please ask Aunt Liu to invite Uncle Sanjiang from your village. We want to invite him too."

Liu Jinxia swallowed her saliva and did not agree directly, but said:

"I will go and talk to Sanjiang Hou, but I don't know if he is free. Give me your horoscope first, and I will calculate the date for you. There is no time to waste."

"Good good."

Next, Niu Fu took out a cloth bag from his pocket and opened it layer by layer, revealing a stack of curled-edge Big Unity notes inside.

He licked his fingertips and began to count the money.

Liu Jinxia accepted the first payment, but pushed away the second payment, saying, "I will tell you about the fasting after I have discussed it with Marquis Sanjiang."

"This..." Niu Fu was obviously a little reluctant, "How about we decide on it first?"

Liu Jinxia said firmly: "Before the matter is settled, there is no rush to pay the money. This is the rule."

"Okay, thank you for your help, Aunt Liu. I won't go to Uncle Sanjiang's place. I will wait for your letter."

"Ah."

Niu Fu opened the door himself and walked out.

Li Juxiang went to help her mother and asked in confusion, "Mom, what's wrong?"

This order is equivalent to the revenue of the past quarter. Li Juxiang doesn't understand why her money-loving mother hesitated this time, and it doesn't seem like she is trying to get a higher price.

Liu Jinxia whispered, "They are all farmers, not rich people. They are so easy to talk to and give money so generously. It can only be because of one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Spend money to avoid disaster."

"Mom, what do you mean?"

"Xiang Hou, tell me, in this world, is there any mother who would commit sins against her own child after she is gone?"

"That's true."

“What is even more incomprehensible is how many sons and daughters, who are living an uneasy life, would suspect that it is their own mothers in the underworld who are bullying them?

Unless you have done something worse than an animal."

"Mom, what about this order?"

"Forget it, let's talk to Marquis Sanjiang later. If he thinks we can go, then we can go and earn all the money. Alas, they really gave us too much."

"What if Uncle Sanjiang says he doesn't want to go? Would you be willing to let him go?"

"What's the point of earning money if you don't spend it."

"That's right. Uncle Sanjiang's ability is reliable. We can feel at ease when he is around."

"His ability..." Liu Jinxia frowned, seeming to find it difficult to evaluate, but still affirmed, "He is here, and I do have a good idea of ​​it."

……

"Brother Yuanhou?"

Seeing that Li Zhuiyuan was reluctant to move, Cuicui reached out and held his hand.

The moment the two touched, Li Zhuiyuan felt that the cold feeling on his left shoulder disappeared. At the same time, he caught Cuicui shivering and shaking her hand.

"Cui Cui, please move back!"

"Ok?"

"leave me alone!"

Although she didn't know why, Cuicui still obediently let go and took several steps back.

"Cui Cui, stand there and don't move. Don't come near me."

"Um……"

Brother Yuanhou's sudden attitude reminded Cuicui of the time when she was disliked. A mist rose in her eyes and her little nose was sniffing.

Li Zhuiyuan had a feeling that when Cuicui touched him just now, the old woman who had her hands on his shoulders took one hand away and grabbed Cuicui.

Only after Cuicui stepped back did the old lady return to her previous position.

"Madame Liu, I'll be leaving first!"

Niu Fu's powerful voice came from inside, without any trace of the previous hoarseness.

He walked into the hall, glanced at the two children still inside, and walked out the door without saying anything.

"Grandpa..." Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and pointed to the washbasin on the shelf next to him in the corner, "Wash your hands."

Cuicui wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and said with a smile, "Grandpa, wash your hands before you go out, or you'll get rid of bad luck."

After saying that, Cuicui lowered her head and looked at her toes. Does Brother Yuanhou also think that his family is unlucky?
She had already gotten used to it and didn't think it was a big deal, but for some reason, she felt very sensitive today.

"Oh, okay, then wash up."

Niu Fu retracted his foot that had stepped out of the threshold, walked to the washbasin and began to wash his hands.

Washing and washing,

Li Zhuiyuan felt the coldness on his shoulders gradually fading away, and his body felt relaxed but also a little weak.

Niu Fu's back slowly and visibly became hunched again.

Li Juxiang helped Liu Jinxia out and said, "I'll see you off."

"You're welcome. I'm leaving now. See you later."

After washing his hands, Niu Fu wanted to pick up the cloth on the shelf to wipe them, but found that it was out of reach. He had to shake his hands, put his hands on his waist, and slowly stepped over the threshold sideways.

Li Juxiang looked puzzled, as if something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

She walked to the basin and wanted to change the water, but when she saw what was in the basin, her expression froze:
The banana leaves in the basin turned into extremely thin strips. Even if someone tore them by hand, it would be impossible to tear them so finely and neatly.

The most important thing is that the water in this basin turned black!
Li Juxiang immediately walked quickly to her mother, lowered her head and whispered.

Liu Jinxia looked at her daughter in astonishment, then looked outside the house.

At this moment, Niu Fu finally crossed the threshold and walked onto the dam;
Li Zhuiyuan finally recovered from his exhaustion. He walked up to Liu Jinxia, ​​pointed at Niu Fu's back, and said to Liu Jinxia:

"Granny, on his back..."

"Silence!"

Liu Jinxia immediately covered the child's mouth with her hands.

The smell of these hands was so strong that Li Zhuiyuan's eyes were almost filled with tears.

Niu Fu outside paused, half turned sideways, glanced meaningfully, and then continued to walk outside.

Liu Jinxia didn't let go of the child's hand until the people had left the dam and walked far away.

"Now, my son, speak up."

Li Zhuiyuan took several deep breaths and said, "Grandma, is that grandfather carrying anything on his back?"

Liu Jinxia put her face close to Li Zhuiyuan, lowered her voice, and asked, "Little Yuanhou, did you see anything?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head.

He really saw nothing, only felt it.

Liu Jinxia frowned and asked, "Little Marquis Yuan, Marquis Sanjiang went to your house last night, right?"

"Grandma, I fell asleep, I don't know."

"hehe."

Liu Jinxia smiled and nodded, but did not continue to ask questions. Instead, she said earnestly: "Xiao Yuanhou, remember what grandma said."

"Grandma, tell me."

"Some things, even if you see them, you should never show them in front of them. If they know you can see them, they might... pester you."

Is that because of this?

Li Zhuiyuan nodded vigorously: "Grandma, I remember it." "Okay, let's go eat with Xiao Cuihou."

"Okay, grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan walked up to Cuicui, and Cuicui looked at him with some confusion.

"Cui Cui, let's go and eat."

"Okay, hehe."

A smile appeared on the little girl's face again.

After the two children entered the kitchen, Liu Jinxia sat on a chair in the living room with a serious expression.

"Mom?" Li Juxiang was still holding the wash basin in her hand. "Did Xiao Yuanhou really see it?"

“Sometimes, you don’t have to use your eyes to see something.”

"How could this be?"

"I guess we have to ask Sanjiang Hou about this. God knows what tricks he used to mess around."

"Oh, I hope the child will be fine. I really like this child."

"Oh." Liu Jinxia looked at her daughter with a half-smile, "Why, you like her and want to take her as your son-in-law?"

"Mom, stop joking. I can't possibly think of that. He's the son of Marquis Lan."

This time, Liu Jinxia rarely scolded her daughter for "lowering herself", but comforted her: "Lan Hou's girl has been smart since she was young, and her son is even more precocious, so he is really not suitable to be a son-in-law."

Li Juxiang was amused and asked, "Mom, listen, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you so smart that you made a mistake?"

"Girl, you don't understand.

Have you ever seen a kid who was possessed by a dirty thing and passed out yesterday, but can still play hand in hand today as if nothing happened?
Guess if he knows what happened in Big Beard's family? Do you believe what he said because he fell asleep last night and knew nothing?
Oh, just now, I saw something unclean here again, but now I can sit down peacefully and continue eating.

This kid is extremely smart. He can quickly figure out his current situation and adjust himself.

Even if it's something like this... damn thing.

That is to say, he is still young and a little immature.
When he grows up, it will be really boring to live with such a person, because he can see through you just by looking at you, and you have no secrets at all in front of him.

You can't even act like a spoiled child or get angry with him, because he is standing taller than you, and he lowers his head, looking down at you from all directions.

Cold and impersonal."

"Mom, how can you say that about a child? I think Xiao Yuanhou is a really good person, polite and well-behaved."

"That's because he treats everyone like this, just like his mother did when she was a child."

"mom……"

"Yeah, isn't his mother divorced too?"

"You..." Li Juxiang was angry.

Liu Jinxia was still not satisfied. She exhaled a puff of cigarette and continued, "People like them are suitable for finding a partner who has no ego at all and only has eyes for them."

"Mom, I'd better go find Uncle Sanjiang."

"Go ahead." Liu Jinxia waved her hand. "If the Marquis of Sanjiang drags his feet, just ask him if he still wants the Marquis of Han to take care of him in his old age if he has really made the Marquis of Han's favorite grandson sick."

Li Juxiang quickly poured out the dirty water in the basin, got on her tricycle and set off. She really didn't want to listen to her mother talking about this anymore.

Liu Jinxia put out the cigarette in her hand, yawned, and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

The two children had finished their meal. Liu Jinxia saw her spoiled granddaughter who usually didn't do housework, so she took the initiative to clean up the dishes and wipe the table.

She kept saying, "Brother Yuanhou, please put it down. I do these jobs every day."

Liu Jinxia even laughed when she heard it.

Perhaps because it was related to his own retirement and funeral, Li Sanjiang did not delay at all this time and came early on Li Juxiang's tricycle.

After Liu Jinxia asked Li Juxiang to take the two children upstairs to watch TV, she brought Li Sanjiang into her office.

"Wow, Blind Liu, you've got it really tight here." Li Sanjiang patted the wooden boxes stacked high around him. "If I didn't know, I would have thought you had just imported goods from Guangdong and were planning to switch to wholesale business."

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Liu Jinxia told everything that happened today, including the Niu family’s birthday celebration.

Li Sanjiang's eyes widened and he asked, "How could Xiao Yuanhou see that?"

Liu Jinxia took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and finally suppressed her anger and asked, "You f*cking asked me?"

Li Sanjiang took out a cigarette, threw one to Liu Jinxia, ​​and then held one under his nose to sniff and ponder.

Liu Jinxia picked up the cigarette, tapped the filter end against the table, and asked, "What good thing did you do last night?"

"Something that accumulates virtue."

"You..." Liu Jinxia licked her lips and asked, "The bearded man and his wife are floating in the fish pond today. Did you bring that dead thing with you?"

Li Sanjiang said nothing.

"How did you get it there?" Liu Jinxia continued to ask. Then, as if she had thought of a terrible possibility, she raised her voice and cursed, "You damned old thing, you wouldn't let Xiao Yuanhou lead the corpse?"

"Ahem..." Li Sanjiang cleared his throat, "Blind Liu, can I borrow a light?"

Liu Jinxia threw the matchbox directly at him: "You really did that!"

"Ch..."

Li Sanjiang looked away and started smoking.

Liu Jinxia left her chair, walked around the table, and came in front of Li Sanjiang, spitting directly into the old man's face:

"The living walk on the Yang Road, the dead walk on the Yin Road. You asked Xiao Yuanhou to lead the corpse, which means you want this kid to walk on the Yin Road. He has been touched by ghost spirits. Do you know that you may have made him able to 'walk on the Yin Road'?"

"Going to the underworld?" Li Sanjiang was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to have heard a huge joke, "Haha, bullshit, how can you go to the underworld just by doing this!"

"Hehe...hehe." Blind Liu sneered.

Li Sanjiang, on the other hand, began to get anxious and stood up all of a sudden: "If it was really that easy to cheat, you, Blind Liu, would have been in this business for decades and wouldn't have to resort to this scam now!"

Walking in the underworld, called "touching the blind" or "descending to the underworld" in some places, refers to the ability to go from the world of the living to the world of the dead. In layman's terms, it means being able to see things that are not in the world of the living.

People come to see "fortunes" like Blind Liu because they are attracted by the image they create of being able to communicate with gods and ghosts. But the tragedy is that ninety-nine percent of them don't have this ability, at least Blind Liu doesn't have it.

Liu Jinxia calmed down and said, "This kid is smart and thoughtful."

Li Sanjiang swallowed his saliva when he heard this. The scene from last night suddenly appeared in his mind. Xiao Yuanhou pointed at the river and said, "Aren't you going to wait for her?"

"Snapped!"

Li Sanjiang sat back in his chair, looking confused and doubtful. He suddenly realized that what Liu Jinxia said seemed to be right.

"His parents are both in Beijing, he has a Beijing hukou, he's smart, he can handle anything, his future is bright, but you did this to him.

Not to mention the impact of always seeing those dirty things on your daily life, just look at you, a lonely man, who even has to look for a Han Hou with reliable character in advance to send you off to your grave.

As for me, well, let alone.

Anyone who touches this path will be affected to some extent by the five disadvantages and three shortcomings. You are committing a sin. Tell me, was there water in your brain at that time?"

Li Sanjiang didn't say anything back, but his brows were wrinkled into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

Seeing this, Liu Jinxia stopped making sarcastic remarks and instead spoke to comfort him, "Fortunately, the boy's condition isn't serious right now. I think he can only vaguely sense some dirty things, but he hasn't really gone to the underworld yet. It can still be salvaged and brought back."

Li Sanjiang said with a determined look: "Then I will cut it off for him!"

"How do you cut it off?"

"I will go to the Marquis of Han and ask him to let Xiao Yuanhou become a monk and live with me for a while. I will offer him a living vegetarian feast."

Hearing this, Liu Jinxia opened her mouth and said, "Sitting in a living fast?"

Generally, there is no such thing as fasting for a living person, because fasting for the dead during a funeral is to prevent dirty things from causing trouble, while fasting for a living person is equivalent to transferring the bad luck of the other person to yourself, and no one is willing to do that.

As for the so-called "becoming a monk", it means temporarily breaking away from one's family and breaking off the cause and effect, and after a period of time, one can return to secular life.

In remote areas of China and Southeast Asia, there is still a tradition of sending children to become monks in temples for a period of time and then bringing them back to continue living. In inland areas, finding "godfathers and godmothers" for children is a simplified version of this custom.

Li Sanjiang looked at Liu Jinxia and asked, "Do you think it's possible?"

Liu Jinxia nodded: "If you are willing to pay such a price, then it will definitely work."

She started working in this field lately and basically relied on her own exploration, but in her early years, she had thought about finding Li Sanjiang to learn the real skills.

The reason why it didn't work out in the end was because she found Li Sanjiang to be somewhat unreliable.

You say he is incompetent, but he always finds some way to deal with problems whenever they arise; but if you say he is capable, he often makes a mess of things, like this time.

But there is one thing that Liu Jinxia is certain of, and that is that this old man has an indescribable peculiarity.

When I first got married, I heard from my father-in-law that Li Sanjiang was arrested three times during the Republic of China. All the people arrested with him disappeared without a trace, but Li Sanjiang managed to sneak back with his arms and legs intact every time.

Although he was running a taboo business, he had always been healthy and well. It was even a bit far-fetched to say that he was a loner, because he was different from himself. He had never had a family and had always lived a very comfortable and carefree life.

There are countless reasons why he should have died long ago, but he is still alive and well, looking rosy-cheeked and energetic. Liu Jinxia is a generation younger than him, but she feels that there is a high probability that she will die before him.

This is a fast for the living to turn bad luck around, the prerequisite is whether you have the luck to receive it. There is no doubt that Li Sanjiang really has it, and not only that, but it is overflowing.

Li Sanjiang stood up, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out. When he was about to leave, Liu Jinxia called him again:
"I say, Uncle Sanjiang."

"Ok?"

"Uncle Sanjiang, I was just too concerned about my son and spoke in a harsh tone. I'm sorry."

Li Sanjiang glanced at Liu Jinxia and said, "Anything to fart?"

Liu Jinxia smiled and said, "Since you are planning to do this, then if you want to take care of one child, then it will be easy to take care of two children. I will send my little Cui Hou to your house, so that she can keep Xiao Yuan Hou company. What do you think?"

"It's really no good."

Li Sanjiang walked out without looking back and sat down to fast for Marquis Xiaoyuan. Firstly, he had the responsibility for this matter, and secondly, it was for the Marquis Han's retirement and final care.

He has lived a carefree life all his life, so it's worth it if he sacrifices a little to ensure this before he gets old. It's much more cost-effective than those old people who have to worry about their children for most of their lives.

But Li Sanjiang felt that if he dared to sit down and fast at Blind Liu's house today, he would have to be prepared to die suddenly tomorrow!
"Little Marquis Yuan, come here, Grandpa will take you home!"

"Here I come, Master."

Li Sanjiang held Li Zhuiyuan's hand and left Liu Jinxia's house. On the way, he asked, "Little Marquis Yuan, Grandpa wants to discuss something with you."

"Master, please tell me."

"You have many children at home now, and they all sleep together. Grandpa's house is spacious, and it would be lonely to live alone. Would you like to stay at Grandpa's house for a while and keep him company?"

"Master..."

"Ok?"

"Did something happen to me?"

"Uh..." Li Sanjiang finally felt that it was not good for his son to be too smart. "Don't worry, Xiao Yuanhou, Grandpa will help you solve your problem. Don't be afraid."

"It's okay, Master. I can get used to it."

"Hurry up and spit, this is not something you're used to!"

"Bah bah bah."

……

When Li Zhuiyuan was sent back by Li Sanjiang, Yingzi was jumping rubber rope with her two younger sisters in the dam.

The two benches were placed four meters apart at both ends, with rubber bands tied around the legs.

"Little ball, banana, pear, Malan flowers bloom twenty-one. Twenty-five-six, twenty-five-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty-one..."

"Yinghou, are your grandparents back?" Li Sanjiang asked in a shout.

"Oh, Grandpa, Yuanzi." Yingzi and the others found someone, "Grandpa and grandma just came back."

"to make."

Li Sanjiang let go of Li Zhuiyuan's hand, walked in, and met Li Weihan and Cui Guiying.

The old couple thought that Li Sanjiang came for the "confession" and hurriedly took the initiative to report the situation.

After listening to them, Li Sanjiang nodded and comforted them, "Alright, even if the matter of the Bearded Man family is over, I don't think there will be any further involvement."

Li Weihan asked worriedly, "Uncle, has that little yellow warbler been dealt with by you?"

Li Sanjiang's eyelids twitched. How to deal with it? Take a shovel and go to the bottom of the fish pond of Big Beard's house to dig, then shout and ask if she is still there?

Logically speaking, it is impossible for a person who just died to be so vicious. It is unbelievable that she could even go ashore and chase him home.

However, Li Sanjiang didn't intend to investigate whether the little yellow warbler disappeared after taking revenge, or was still hiding in the fish pond and staring at the bearded man's old house as an evildoer.

"She won't come back to your house. Just remember the date and hold a memorial service for her next year. Just show your appreciation."

"Okay, uncle, we've got it in mind."

"Well, but there is another thing I need to tell you."

Li Sanjiang talked about the problems with Li Zhuiyuan, but concealed his own improper operations. There was no other reason, he just had to save face.

When Cui Guiying heard this, her lips turned pale again in fear: "Oh my God, why is it not over yet?"

Li Weihan was much calmer, and said to his wife: "The most dangerous hurdle has passed, it's nothing now, I have a solution, just do as I say, go and pack some clothes and luggage for Xiao Yuanhou."

Li Sanjiang waved his hand and said, "You are not going to jail if you live with me. You can come and visit me. Just bring the things to me tomorrow. It won't be too long, maybe half a month at most. Just think of it as me raising the child and enjoying the happiness of being a grandfather, haha."

Li Sanjiang's relaxed tone calmed Cui Guiying down. She wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Thank you so much, Uncle Sanjiang."

"Hey, don't say that. We are family. Okay, set up a table, light the candles, pour three bowls of wine, and go through the formalities of becoming a monk."

The ordination ceremony was very simple. A table with candles was placed on the dam. Li Sanjiang led Li Zhuiyuan and walked around the table three times while muttering something.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan was asked to hold three bowls of rice wine in turn, pour one bowl toward the sky, pour one bowl on himself, and the last bowl towards his family members standing at the door.

The most important thing here is that when the ceremony is going on, Li Weihan, Cui Guiying and all the brothers and sisters can only stand inside the threshold, they cannot come out or make any noise to disturb them.

The ceremony is over.

"Okay, Han Hou, see you tomorrow." Li Sanjiang waved his hand, "I'll take the boy home first."

After saying that, Li Sanjiang carried Li Zhuiyuan on his back and walked out of the dam.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was being carried on his back, turned around, kept smiling, and waved goodbye to his family, as if he was just visiting relatives.

Inside the threshold, Li Weihan put his arm around Cui Guiying's shoulders, his eyes fixed on him. Although Pan Zileizi, Hu Zishitou and the others were asked to keep quiet, they all covered their mouths and squeezed their heads out from beside their grandparents to look at him.

The sun was setting at this time, and the warm orange light cast a soft halo on everything in sight.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly felt dazed. He had a vague premonition that this scene would remain deep in his heart forever, and he would often recall it in the future.

It's like opening that...

Old yellowed photo.

(End of this chapter)