Under the appearance of the eldest lady's shelf, she is actually very pragmatic egoistic.
Particularly realistic.
On the one hand, the grandfather's reputation, on the other hand, the reputation of the children, the aunt will definitely choose the latter without hesitation.
However, she didn't think that her grandfather's reputation didn't matter, but that she believed that her grandfather was an existence on the altar, and nothing could discredit him.
At this point, Aunt Lian also thought too badly about her aunt Worse is yet to come.
The little police officer who went to the cemetery to take pictures again, in front of Meng Youzheng, that is, Uncle Meng's tombstone, dug up a cat corpse without a cat head, and scared the little police officer almost peed his pants.
People in the local, near and far townships, know that burying animal carcasses in the grave is a sign of cursing all the living relatives and friends of the dead person in the grave not to die well.
Not to mention that it's still headless.
The local tradition is to plant locust trees in the cemetery, and there must not be any animal carcasses.
Particularly, there can be no insects and rats.
Although the headless cat corpse was burned on the spot by the director of the police station, the news still exploded in the entire Dongpo Township.
Many people went to their own cemetery to see, especially the one next to Meng Youzheng, and they were very anxious, because it was said that the feng shui of that cemetery must have been broken.
The water around the stone lady behind the east temple has also been poured away a lot, all for purification.
There are also those who ask the masters to do things.
It was a total sensation.
Even Meng Youzheng's relatives on his brother's side clamored to find Aunt Song and ask her to make it clear.
And Aunt Song seems to have forgotten how to cry at this time.
The whole person is wooden, which shows how hard this curse hit her.
Song Sanye knew the seriousness of this matter.
There's no way to call this a prank anymore.
Although Song Hualian didn't understand the customs of her hometown, she also knew the seriousness of this matter when she looked at everyone, including Sanqian's serious faces.
She can't say that everyone is too superstitious, because her hometown still retains extremely traditional customs and culture here.
Just look at the small ancestral hall of the Song family in the temple.
Song Ersheng thought that she was able to use the ghost to kill Meng Weiren's mother, which was to take advantage of the villagers' ecstasy.
There are many old people in the village, some of whom live long-lived, some in their early teens, and even more in their eighties and nineties, and they all have great devotion to ghosts and gods.
There is no doubt about the traditions left by our ancestors.
Because of the existence of these old people, they have influenced everyone, and they are all extremely religious.
Otherwise, the East Temple can be preserved so well and have such a high status Now, this can be regarded as retribution, but her family is surnamed Song, looking at the excited appearance of those people surnamed Meng now, you can think about who can be cursed in this matter.
She could only sigh with emotion, she could think of the one who took revenge with the corpse of a headless cat, it was really a cow who had arrived at home, and even she was hairy on her back.
What a big hatred, as for it, I was careless when I buried it I wish my mother and Grandma Song accompanied Aunt Song, held her hand tightly, and kept comforting her in their mouths, it was okay, it was okay Uncle Song accompanied Song Sanye and dealt with the people surnamed Meng over there.
But after talking for a long time, they were still making a fuss, and when Song Sanye was about to get impatient, Meng Weicheng came back on a sweaty bicycle.
Before he could jump out of the car, everyone was talking to him.
This kid, his eyes were wide like copper bells, he threw the car and rushed into Song's house, and he was about to run away as if he was crazy with a frozen pickaxe. was held down, "Where are you going?"
"I'll kill that grandson" "I don't know who it is, who are you killing?"
several young people surrounded him, grabbed the frozen pickaxe, and held Meng Weicheng down.
The police came and asked him what he had been with recently.
Now things are different, the police are also cautious in questioning, at that time I directly asked Aunt Song if she had a feud with anyone, and now in order to expand the scope and be cautious about insurance, I asked if there was a holiday.
Meng Weicheng didn't expect that his mind was buzzing now, and for a while, he reluctantly said a few names, all of which were from his unit, but even he didn't believe that they would do such a thing.
The village chief and township cadres are here, and even Song Zhuqing and his father are here, and if this thing is not good, it will cause a riot.
The people at the police station were also nervous.
Song Ersheng thought to himself, no matter what the cause of this incident was, the aunt's family would have to be pointed at for a lifetime.
Aunt Song suddenly raised her head and called Song Ersheng.
Song Ersheng hurriedly ran over, she had just gone to the temple to help the masters watch the stone lady.
"I'm here, you say."
Now in this situation, there is basically no room for her to interfere.
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But about the red bandana, she still wanted to find a chance to tell the police.
Although I don't know men and women, it's always a clue.
She only prayed at this time that the brothers and sisters of the eldest aunt's family had not done too much.
At the very least, they can have the upper hand in public opinion.
"Sanqian, you hurry up and call your Sister Rong, don't let her come back" Aunt Song hugged Song Ersheng and whispered in her ear.
Song Ersheng's heart sank, and he thought, it's over.
She nodded, and just as she was about to run, she saw Meng Weirong running over with a roar This time, it was really over Song Ersheng was the first to catch up, and grabbed Meng Weirong's hand, "Sister Rong, aunt asked you to take me to the house to find something, you hurry up and take me there" Meng Weirong picked up Song Ersheng and walked to Aunt Song's side, "What are you looking for, when is this, which bastard thing who lacks eight generations of virtue blew up my father's grave and couldn't kill him" Aunt Song also ran over at this time and pushed Meng Weirong, "You go home first" She heard Sanqian's words, so she said along.
At this time, Song Huarong was really grateful to her father for having this granddaughter who was so like him Meng Weirong was stunned, at this time, how could she go home, "Mom, what are you doing, my father's grave has been bombed, you still let me go home, what home should I go back to?"
Aunt Song pushed her hard again, her face was red with anxiety, "If you go home, you will go home and you can't understand people's words to find out if you want to smoke."
Many people were startled by the angry Aunt Song and looked over.
Song Ersheng closed his eyes and stinked chess.
Slightly tearing away Meng Weirong's hand, who was scolded and stunned, Song Ersheng stood by himself, took Meng Weirong's hand, and dragged her in the direction of her aunt's house.
In her heart now, she is already in a trance, and she has a score.
If this is a scandal that comes from Brother Dajun or Brother Dacheng, it is estimated that the aunt will not be so anxious.
To be honest, if this was a different person, she wouldn't have worked so hard. t1706231537: