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Chapter 211: Blowing up a grave on New Year's Eve

"Your sense of humour is so low?"

Wang Xingping looked at Chen Xin laughing at the boring party program with a look of surprise on his face.

Chen Xin did not explain that his laughter did not come from the Spring Festival Gala, but from the cry of "Mr. Jintong, save me" at the end of the laughter season.

When Chen Xin was watching the Spring Festival Gala at home with his grandmother and uncle, he also took the opportunity to live broadcast a replay of what happened at the end of the season.

Chen Xin never expected that he would appear in the house where the evil spirit money was at the end of the season.

But the appearance at the end of the season did bring good results to that family.

Two coins to ward off evil spirits cannot solve the problem of the three ghosts that the house has attracted, even if those three are just wandering souls.

Judging from the ferocity of the three wandering spirits at the time, if it hadn't been for the end of the season, there would have been a high probability that two or three of the family of five would have been killed or injured.

Now only one person is injured, which is a good ending.

But what is a bit embarrassing now is that the net sieve and reed in Ji Mo's hand cannot eliminate the ghosts on the spot, and the same goes for the money to ward off evil spirits.

In other words, the ghost in that family can only be completely eliminated after seven days. After it is eliminated, the ghost itself still needs to be dealt with, which will take some time.

Chen Xin thought about it and decided not to send Huang Ying over to help.

Ji Mo had to understand this matter himself, so that he could continue to exchange for new talismans that could solve the problem of ghosts on the spot.

Retracting the retrospective perspective, Chen Xin placed his hand in his pocket, stroking the talisman coin that he had made but had not yet given away.

As for the coin in the "Compendium of Talismans" to ward off evil spirits, Chen Xin has already placed it in Sanshan Village.

In this way, within a few days he will have a Yin Shuai-level coin to ward off evil spirits.

When he thought of this, a smile appeared on Chen Xin's face again.

"Why didn't I realize you have such a low sense of humor before?"

Wang Xingping's voice came again...

At about 11 o'clock at night, Wang Xiang called Chen Xin outside Chen Xin's house.

When he went out to take a look, he saw Wang Xiang and several peers from the village waiting for him with a bunch of fireworks and firecrackers.

"Chen Xin, go set off the fireworks!"

Looking at the excited expressions on the other party's faces, Chen Xin went back to say hello to his family and followed the few people.

Setting off firecrackers is not allowed in the city, and naturally not in the villages either.

But if we really let it go, no one will care.

Soon, several people arrived at an open place outside the village and placed the fireworks on the ground one by one.

Then one person took two lighters, got ready, and lit the fire together.

After it was lit, everyone ran to a place more than ten meters away and waited expectantly.

puff! Bang!
As the first firework exploded, it was followed by a continuous sound.

Everyone also kept looking up and exclaiming "hmm".

But the fireworks that were lit together, although dazzling, went out in less than half a minute.

As the fireworks faded away, everyone's mood fell into silence.

"Chen Xin, you said that we spend hundreds of dollars to buy fireworks, but others don't spend a penny to watch our fireworks. They are all fireworks. What's the difference?"

Someone nearby laughed.

"The difference is that others didn't spend money, but we did. It's fun to watch it while paying! Haha!"

Chen Xin also laughed.

"Fireworks can only be appreciated from a distance, and the fireworks you set off usually require you to look up. However, we cannot run to a far place in a short time, so a tacit understanding is formed between people who set off fireworks."

Wang Xiang and others turned to look at Chen Xin.

"What tacit understanding?"

"That's... buying fireworks to show others! That's why there are fireworks in every household on New Year's Eve. This is Daxia's unique fireworks custom... And when people start to care about the cost of fireworks, it means that the New Year atmosphere has faded."

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Everyone turned their heads and looked at the fireworks rising in the distance, with an inexplicable look in their eyes.

……

At 11:50 at night, after setting off the fireworks, everyone hurried home.

Because they are going to set off firecrackers in front of their doorstep.

When Chen Xin returned, he happened to see Wang Xingping carrying a large circle of firecrackers in front of the door.

"Uncle, you..."

Chen Xin looked at the firecrackers that were almost two meters in diameter, his face full of surprise.

"Hey, how about a hundred thousand bangs of firecrackers?"

While Wang Xingping was dismantling the firecrackers, he laughed at the firecrackers at the doors of other neighbors that only had three to five thousand bangs.

Chen Xin was speechless. He was so grown up, and yet he was comparing this with others?

With a look of disdainful excitement, Chen Xin joined in the process of setting off firecrackers.

If the firecrackers are not dismantled, the difference between 100,000 bangs and 10,000 bangs is only that which one makes a louder sound.

But if you take them apart, the difference between 100,000 and 10,000 rings becomes obvious.

"Uncle, why did I hear that the louder the firecrackers you buy, the lower the cost-effectiveness?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Wang Xingping was puzzled.

"I saw people say there were 3,000 firecrackers, but in reality there were only 2,800 firecrackers, 5,000 firecrackers, only 4,500 firecrackers, 10,000 firecrackers, maybe only 8,000, and 100,000 firecrackers, maybe only 60,000?"

Wang Xingping's hand that was dismantling the firecrackers suddenly stopped.

He turned and looked at Chen Xin.

"real or fake?"

"How about opening them and counting them?" "Forget it, I don't have time. I'll put them away tonight. I'll buy another one tomorrow and count them. Humph, if you dare to lie to me..."

Chen Xin shrugged and felt happy for the man selling firecrackers.

Soon, the time was 11:59.

Some families had already lit the firecrackers. Wang Xingping endured for a long time and finally couldn't help it, so he lit the firecrackers.

Although the claim of 100,000 explosions is exaggerated, the roll of firecrackers outside Chen Xin's house is still the one that explodes the longest.

When the sound of firecrackers stopped, the area within ten meters in front of Chen Xin's house was filled with red firecracker residue.

Just like that, the new year arrives amidst the smell of gunpowder.

Just when Chen Xin returned to his room to continue watching the Spring Festival Gala, Wang Xiang was at home, with his hands behind his back, giving a speech to his family.

"Fireworks are actually best viewed from a distance, but when you set off your own fireworks, you usually have to look up..."

After reciting it, Wang Xiang noticed that the way his family members looked at him had changed.

The pleasant feeling made him shiver all over.

Just at this moment, a little kid about twelve or thirteen years old ran into Wang Xiang's house.

"Wang, Wang Chuxue, Wang Chuxue fainted!"

Everyone was stunned, then stood up suddenly, and Wang Xiang even grabbed the boy's arm.

"Where are the people? Where are they?"

"Yes, over at Zushan."

When Wang Xiang heard the word Zushan, his face turned dark.

"What are you doing in Zushan?"

The child didn't say anything, so Wang Xiang's father came over and kicked Wang Xiang in the butt, then grabbed the child and ran out.

"lead the way."

Wang Xiang then came to his senses and followed him.

Before they reached the place, they saw Wang Chuxue being carried around in a messy manner by several children. After carrying her for a while, they had to put her down on the ground to rest.

After seeing Wang Xiang and others, they let go of Wang Chuxue.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue!"

Wang Xiang and others surrounded the child and after calling him a few times without any response, they ran directly to the village clinic carrying the child.

While running, Wang Xiang's father Wang Dana shouted to the people around him: "Call the doctor and see if he is at the health center."

Wang Xiang followed his father and looked at his sister's pale face, feeling heartbroken.

Wang Xiang's father had three brothers. The three brothers got married and had children, but all they had were boys.

To outsiders, Wang Xiang's family is a prosperous family with many male members and will not be bullied.

It was under this circumstance that when Wang Xiang was 8 years old, he welcomed his younger sister Wang Chuxue.

This little girl became the darling of Wang Xiang's family as soon as she was born. Not only Wang Xiang's family, but also Wang Xiang's uncle and second uncle's families loved Wang Chuxue very much. It can be said that she was brought up in pampering.

Because she has five older brothers who are at least 8 years older than her, Wang Chuxue has basically never been bullied since she was a child.

Occasionally, if someone was bullied, the five brothers would come together and the other party would either apologize or be beaten.

In this kind of family atmosphere, Wang Chuxue's personality also became carefree.

So on New Year's Eve, her family ignored her and let her go crazy.

Who knows what will happen.

Soon, everyone arrived at the village clinic. The families of my eldest uncle and second uncle also arrived. It seemed that the doctor was lured here by them.

After Wang Chuxue went in, Wang Xiang went outside and questioned the children who had just carried his sister.

"What did you do just now?"

Several children were hesitant, and Wang Xiang became furious and placed his sandbag-sized fist in front of the children.

"See what this is?"

Frightened by Wang Xiang, several people finally spoke out.

After hearing what they did, Wang Xiang was scared to death!

They actually used firecrackers to blow up the graves!
It hasn’t been long since Wang Feiang died kneeling at home, and these bastards dared to go to the ancestral mountain to blow up graves?
No wonder they didn’t dare to say it. If they did, their parents would break their legs when they get home!
After taking a few deep breaths, Wang Xiang continued to ask, "Which grave did you blow up? How many graves did you blow up? Do you remember?"

"We blew up about ten of them. And we didn't blow up the ones in our village. We blew up the ancestral mountain of Wangjia Village next door."

Wang Xiang was so angry. Is this a matter of blowing up the grave over there?
This shouldn't have exploded!

There are more than ten of you. You are really brave!
"Come with me and tell me which grave was blown up."

Wang Xiang pulled the boy who had just spoken to him and was about to go out, but the boy got scared and didn't dare to go.

"Not going? Fine, then I'll go to your house and tell your parents, so they know how brave you are!"

Hearing this, the child was frightened and started crying, hugging Wang Xiang to stop him from speaking.

Seeing this, Wang Xiang directly took the boy to the Wangjiagou ancestral mountain.

It’s not that he has to go now, he’s just afraid that if he goes too late, the kid won’t remember it.

After arriving at the Wangjiagou ancestral mountain, when Wang Xiang was wondering how they were going to get in, the boy took Wang Xiang to a side wall.

After pulling aside a pile of firewood, he saw the entrance with a diameter of half a meter.

"Come in quickly!"

After the boy came in, he greeted Wang Xiang.

But Wang Xiang looked at his waistline, then looked at the dog hole, thought about it, and kicked the edge of the dog hole.

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(End of this chapter)