I didn't fall asleep at all all night.
I thought about many things, including my master, Yuelan, Xiaoyue, and the old man who borrowed the kitchen knife, but mostly Grandpa, and I was worried to death.
During this period, I heard my sister-in-law get up several times, always at my grandfather's door, and asked him if he wanted to eat or drink water, but he didn't answer.
I heard some noise outside the living room early in the morning.
When I got up, I found that my grandpa had already prepared several dishes, as well as paper money and incense candles.
Grandpa said that he would go to the stream to pay homage to the old man who bought the kitchen knife on credit.
He should not be allowed to be hungry. devil.
At the same time, he also brought a ritual instrument box and performed a ritual ceremony for the old man by the river.
Then he burned paper and placed sacrifices in memory.
He also opened a bottle of Wuliangye and poured three cups.
During the memorial ceremony, grandpa said to the stream: "Brother, thank you for reminding me.
I thought about it all night yesterday and I completely figured it out.
Thank you very much."
Although our grandfather was still in a serious mood when we saw him, he was much more cheerful than yesterday, and at least he was willing to talk.
He turned to the three of us and said, "Children, come here and get a glass of wine each."
We didn't know what grandpa wanted to do, but we all stepped forward, each took a glass of wine, and then swallowed it with a gulp.
The moment I swallowed it, my eyes widened and goosebumps stood up all over my body.
My sister-in-law opened her eyes wide, and my brother picked up the bottle and smelled it, and even poured another glass and tried it.
I closed my eyes and sensed the surroundings.
This time, I finally sensed the green light, which was the undead.
Under my induction, there was a group of green light by the stream.
I believed it was the old man who borrowed the kitchen knife.
I said, "Grandpa, the old man's soul has come to eat the sacrifice, so he will not be hungry on the way to reincarnation."
My brother suddenly realized and said: "It turns out that if the souls of the dead come to eat the sacrificial wine, the wine will turn into water.
Although it looks like there is no change, all the alcohol in it has been absorbed."
Grandpa nodded and said: "It's good to come.
You three remember that today is my brother's death anniversary.
From now on, you will come here every year to commemorate my death.
Every time you finish, you must try this wine." , if it turns into water, then brother is here, if not, then he is not here, by the way, brother is older than grandpa, you will call him uncle from now on. " "I know, Grandpa" the three of us nodded.
After returning, grandpa had breakfast, then took a shower and changed clothes.
He said he wanted to make a fortune and see what would happen in seven days.
Naturally, we didn't dare to say anything.
We just took a shower and changed clothes, staying at home and not going anywhere.
Then when grandpa came out of the room, his face was confused.
My sister-in-law asked: "Grandpa, have you figured out anything?"
Grandpa shook his head and said, "No, maybe I mean that I want to pay homage to him in the first seven days.
I'll go out for a walk and get some fresh air."
"Well, okay, you come back early and I will cook your favorite noodles for lunch."
My sister-in-law said.
Grandpa nodded and went out.
My brother winked at me, and I instantly understood that he was worried about grandpa going out alone, so he asked me to follow him.
In fact, I am also afraid.
If he suddenly disappears like a few years ago, I will want to die.
Grandpa walked along the road until he reached the streets of Xiaguan Village.
He looked around, as if he was walking aimlessly, not knowing what he was looking for.
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I followed him quietly not far away, but his attention seemed to be attracted by something and he didn't notice me at all.
After that, we followed him all the way to the town.
The town was much more lively, and it happened to be the market, so people were coming and going, which was not good for tracking.
I was really afraid of losing him.
Grandpa kept pinching his fingers, calculating something, looking up at the sky, and looking around.
I don't know what he wanted to do.
On the edge of a Tutu Temple, Grandpa stopped and said to himself: "This should be it."
After saying that, he turned around 360 degrees and looked around, but there were so many people coming and going around that he was dazzled.
Suddenly at a fortune-telling stall next to the Earth Temple, the fortune-teller suddenly stood up, clasped his fists in the direction of Grandpa and said: "Heaven and earth are of the same path, rivers and lakes are of the same sect, there will be misfortunes and misfortunes, and we will go well together."
My grandfather was suddenly startled and turned to look at the fortune teller.
He opened his eyes wide and walked over doubtfully.
I was also secretly surprised.
This fortune teller must be crazy about money.
He actually wants to start my grandfather's business.
Isn't this just a trick in front of Guan Gong?
I quickly moved to the edge of the temple and was very close to the fortune-telling stall.
Not only could I see it clearly, but I could also hear it clearly.
But I saw my grandfather walking in front of the fortune teller.
The fortune teller still kept his fists clasped, but I found that the fortune teller only had three fingers on his right hand.
These three fingers are the thumb, index finger and middle finger, while the ring finger and tail finger are missing, not because they were cut off, but because they were missing due to congenital deformity.
Grandpa frowned slightly and stared at the other person.
The other person still had no expression on his face.
The two looked at each other.
Grandpa said: "You are blind to reading."
"Feeling the bones and leaving the hand withered" the other party replied.
"Fortune telling will shorten your life."
Grandpa added.
"Divination will bring fortune."
The other party smiled slightly and faced him.
Grandpa took a deep breath, and then clasped his fists towards the other party.
It must have been a test.
If the other party was a liar, he probably couldn't answer.
Grandpa said: "I dare to ask, sir, how can heaven and earth be the same?"
"The right way," the other party said, neither humble nor arrogant.
"We are from the same family, where are we from?"
Grandpa continued to ask.
"Xuanmen" the other party replied.
My grandfather was startled and looked a little bad.
Although I am a fool, I have been exposed to it since I was a child and I know something about it.
There are three things in fortune telling that don’t count: myself, relatives, and peers.
Since this fortune teller knew that my grandfather was from the same school, he concluded that there would be bad luck and good luck all the way.
Isn't this a taboo?
From this point of view, the other party is either a liar or a divine fortune teller, but divine fortune tellers know how to set up stalls, so the probability of being a liar is greater.
It is nothing more than scaring my grandfather with words, and then taking the bait and cheating him out of money.
But what I didn't expect was that my grandfather actually took out a red Mao Zedong card from his pocket, sent it to the other party with very respectful hands, and said, "Please give me some advice."
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The fortune teller looked down at the hundred-dollar bill in Grandpa's hand, and I cursed inwardly, this bastard finally got his eyes on money.
But the next moment, my eyeballs almost fell down.
I saw the fortune teller lowered his head, took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, offered it with both hands, folded it on grandpa's money, and handed it back to me with both hands.
He asked Grandpa and said expressionlessly: "Now that it has been revealed, there is no need to say anything more."
I saw grandpa's body trembling and he took two steps back.
His whole body seemed to be frozen, and he didn't recover for a long time.
I wanted to rush out and beat the fortune teller, but my grandfather was there and I didn't rush out, so I ran home.
I wanted to call my brother to beat him, because I was afraid that I couldn't beat him, this bastard.
He looks to be only thirty years old, in his prime
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