When a man is buried in this cave, his head is to the west and his feet are to the east, but when a woman is buried, her head is to the east and her feet are to the west. But in fact, the direction of grandma's burial was based on men.

If the direction is reversed, good things will turn into disasters.

Not only will it not be able to prosper Yangyang House and future generations, but it will also bring great misfortune to the family. Presumably the ghost took this opportunity to follow the fifth uncle.

Ning Jinyuan noticed that Ning Wenwen was looking at his mother's grave in a daze. He didn't think much about it, but waved to Xiao Naituanzi, "Wenwen, come quickly, your grandmother is buried here, and your mother is buried next to her.

Kowtow to them quickly."

The dead are the most important, so even if Ning Qianwen has never seen them, it is still appropriate to kowtow.

The little girl's cuteness and sensibleness made the uncles feel uncomfortable. On the way back, Ning Wenwen said nothing, and the men of the Ning family just thought that the little girl wanted to be married to their mother.

In fact, Ning Wenwen was thinking about how he would tell them that he had to dig a grave and bury it again.

Otherwise, grandpa will still be tortured by illnesses, such as chicken bones stuck in his throat, and he will fall when walking. The uncles have accomplished nothing and the situation of paying for whatever they do will continue.

"Ask, is it cold? Come into the arms of the fifth uncle. The fifth uncle is fat and his body is warm."

Ning Tuchi patted her chest, tempting the little breast dumpling.

The ghost behind him also looked sideways at Ning and asked.

It doesn't matter, Ning Wenwen actually thought of a way.

This ghost looked so depressing, but she didn't expect it to be quite helpful to her.

"Hey, whose doll is this? Why is it so handsome?"

Not long after Ning Wenwen arrived in Ning Tuchi's arms, the brothers had already gone down the mountain and saw a middle-aged woman coming in a hurry.

Before Ning Wenwen could react, a pair of big black hands, with mud between the nails, had already reached her face.

She was so frightened that she hid, luckily this woman had a shadow, otherwise she would have thought it was a female ghost from somewhere, and she would have had to put a yellow talisman on her forehead.

"Aunt Xinghua, this is Jinxin's daughter." Ning Jinyuan introduced her, "She will be raised in our house from now on."

When he said this, he didn't feel disgusted at all, and seemed very proud.

The woman smiled and said, "Everyone knows something about the Ning family. Thinking that the child is here, old man Ning may not be alive for a few days."

"It's good, my uncle." The woman smiled and looked at the little girl again, "By the way, when you went down the mountain, did you see a key with a red string on it?"

"What's wrong? You lost your key?"

"Isn't that right? I went to visit that ghost's grave. When I came back, I went home and touched my pocket. The key was missing. Do you think it's strange? I'm afraid the ghost still wants to see me and has to force me to go up the mountain again."

Aunt Xinghua complained, but everyone knew that her husband had been dead for so many years, and she had to stay in the mountains for half a day every time during the holidays.

"Didn't you see it?" Aunt Xinghua asked.

The brothers of the Ning family shook their heads. Their attention was all on Xiaotuanzi, and they had no intention of looking at anything else.

When it comes to finding lost things, Ning Qiang is the best. When I just calculated it for my grandpa, I already knew today's heavenly stems and earthly branches.

She silently calculated in her mind, and based on the lost time mentioned by this woman, she could conclude that it was in the southwest direction of Muwang.

"I saw."

"Did you see it?" Aunt Xinghua's eyes lit up, "Where is it?"

Ning Wenwen told her the general direction, and Aunt Xinghua was very happy, "This little girl, her eyes are really good. Okay, it's windy on the mountain. Go home quickly. Why are you wearing so little? Please give me some clothes quickly."

The child should wear more clothes, it’s so pitiful.”

Ning Wenwen smiled and saw that it was true that people should not be judged by their appearance, and this grandma was quite warm-hearted.

The Ning family brothers didn't take it seriously and continued to carry the little girl home.

Aunt Xinghua, along the southwest direction, actually saw it in the weeds under the elm tree. Maybe she accidentally lost it.

Just when she was happy that the little girl had helped her a lot, she suddenly realized a problem.

"That's not right." Aunt Xinghua said to herself: "Old Ning's grave is in the west, why don't we go this far?"

But then she thought, maybe she came here for a walk.

But she didn't realize that she was the only one with footprints in the snow.

Naturally, the ghost lying on Ning Tuchi didn't know this. If he knew that the little baby in front of him was the Little Heavenly Master, he would have left long ago.

Because Ning Tuchi's body was soft and warm, and her body was very weak, Ning Wenwen snuggled up comfortably in his arms, but she woke up as soon as she got home.

Ning Yi has already sat up on his own, and looks better.

Ning Wenwen stared at Ning Yi. She had already calculated a good day to move the tomb. It was New Year's Eve. If she missed it, she would have to wait for another half a year.

After half a year, she glanced at her grandfather and decided not to wait.

Ning Yi also noticed that the little girl was looking at him, "May I ask, why are you looking at grandpa like this?"

Ning Yi's voice was gentler than ever before.

Ning Wenwen bit her lip and said, "Grandpa, I just dreamed about grandma."

Ning Yi smiled, then coughed twice, "You haven't even met your grandma, how do you know the person in the dream is your grandma?"

"She told me that grandma is so beautiful."

Speaking of his deceased wife, Ning Yi had a gentle look on his face, "Yes, your grandma is very... beautiful, your mother is very much like her, and you are like your mother."

Ning Yi naturally believed what Ning Wenwen said. After all, what would such a young child do with lying?

"Then let me ask...what did you dream about...dreaming about grandma? Did she...tell you whether her money...is enough to spend, and whether she has enough clothes...to wear?"

It took Ning Yi a while to finish speaking.

When Ning asked about his past life, he often heard people praying for their deceased relatives in Taoist temples and saying similar things.

"That's enough, that's enough." Ning Wenwen's voice was soft and pleasant.

"but……"

After her pause, Ning Yi immediately frowned and asked eagerly: "But what?"

"Grandma said she wasn't feeling well." Ning Wenwen noticed that several uncles were looking towards her.

The most naughty uncle asked curiously: "Let me ask you, grandma, tell you what's wrong with you?"

Finally getting to the point, Ning Wenwen was a little nervous.

But in the eyes of Mr. Ning, he was unhappy, "Don't... make trouble and scare her."

"I...what did I say about me?" Ning Yueluan felt aggrieved and helpless, "Ask me, my uncle didn't scare you."

Ning Wenwen nodded, and then gave his uncle a big smile, "Grandpa, grandma said she was uncomfortable sleeping, saying she slept on the wrong side. If she is uncomfortable, she can't bless the family."

"hiss……"
Chapter completed!