The grandma still said some sarcastic words, but she pretended not to hear it. [We didn't wait for the expected red envelope. When we were about to leave, the child's father sent us out.

When we walked downstairs, the child's father handed his cousin a red envelope and said thank you to us.

This is how this business works. If the husband comes to your door, you are guaranteed to have a meal. Regardless of whether it is a success or not, you are guaranteed to receive a red envelope.

On the way home, I asked my cousin, what if it doesn’t work?

My cousin said that not many children with ghost-faced tumors can survive. Even if the child is really not saved, it can only be blamed on the fact that he did too many evil things in his previous life.

In this world, good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be punished with evil. Maybe you have been prosperous in this life, but when you are born in the next life, you will have a grimace on your butt, or you will vomit pus.

Five days later, the child's father called us and said that the child's tumor had fallen off. After using the medicine for five days, the tumor had hardened and scarred on its own. When the medicine was changed on the fifth day, the medicine was used.

It was taken off. The wound is still red now, but it looks like new flesh. The child is healed.

I'm really happy to hear this news. Even if the child did too many evil things in his previous life, this life is a new beginning.

It's just that we are happy here, but our plan has been suspended. We don't know if the person who picked up the weight is the secret person, and we don't know who the secret person is. Now there is one more candidate to suspect. We just

Every step you can take is one step.

My cousin was very upset, but my brother was happy and said that at least he knew that I was safe for the time being.

It's only temporary.

Spring flowers were blooming, and my cousin was bored. He was guarding the money and playing Three of Swords every day, but he felt like he was becoming useless. So he resumed his daily job of going to the funeral parlor.

Although I couldn't learn any real skills from Lao Song, I still learned a lot of tricks to deceive people. In the Feng Shui profession, many times, you have to rely on deceiving people to support yourself. Just like Uncle Li.

He has a better reputation around here than his second uncle and earns more than his second uncle. That's because he can put on airs and deceive people.

Just like Lao Song, although he does not make as much as Uncle Li in a day, he is still a worker with a contract or a worker of a state-owned enterprise. Three golds are indispensable. He will be able to enjoy his old age in peace in the future.

The second uncle looks like he will probably spend his whole life in the countryside showing people cemeteries.

When it was time for dinner that night, I called my cousin. Generally, the dojo will be arranged early in the morning, and the deceased will usually be cremated and buried before noon. I will have dinner with the host at noon, so that it can be done at two o'clock in the afternoon.

I went home to take a nap. But by the time we had dinner that day, he was still nowhere to be seen.

The cousin answered the phone and said: "Sister, we are still busy here."

"What are you busy with? You can still work overtime at night. Or are you going on a date with my cousin? You can't come back tonight. If you don't come back, I won't keep the door open."

"Something is really going on. There is an old lady here who is dying just looking at her. We have been waiting here all afternoon and she hasn't died yet." He lowered his voice and said, "The feng shui of this house is not right."

"Then get busy. Remember to wash it with grapefruit water before going home later. Don't bring anything home."

The cousin was silent for a moment and then said, "How about you come over here, sister? Something is really wrong here."

"I don't want to go. I'd be scared if it's late at night."

"Didn't you say you want to study hard? Come over after dinner. I will tell Lao Song."

After a few more words, I promised to go there after dinner.

After feeding the baby, I also ate and took a bath before going out. My brother even called his cousin to ensure my safety.

I drove to a small village according to the address given by my cousin. The village and the funeral home were exactly diagonal from the city. No wonder the people at the funeral home were willing to wait there. It took more than a car to drive there.

hour.

My cousin was waiting for me at the entrance of the village. He got in the car, pointed the way, and said, "I told Lao Song. Lao Song also knows that I can order it, so he has no objection to asking you to come over."

When I arrived at the place and parked the car, I realized that it was a typical farmhouse. As soon as I entered the courtyard, there was a kitchen and a chicken room on the left, and a utility room on the right. Directly opposite the door was a two-story building.

The small building is generally decorated. It is much better than the house at my cousin's house.

In the lobby on the first floor, the driver of the funeral home and an employee were eating with the host. Lao Song was smoking a cigarette on the side, his brows were furrowed.

There were many people in the house, including men and women, old and young. The people who were leaving were probably their ancestors, and the younger members of the family had come back to guard the house.

I stood silently at the door of the room and looked in. On the ground in front of a wooden bed hung with a white mosquito net, there was an old woman lying on the ground. It was underground, I read that right. It is our custom here that when the old woman is ready to leave, she will be carried underground.

There are mats and quilts on the ground. The old woman has wrinkles on her face and her hair is all white. She must be ninety years old. Next to the old man's head, a kerosene lamp with red paper on the lampshade has been prepared. As long as the old man lights up,

Take your breath and the lamp will be lit.

This person has already been carried to the ground, and there is no reason to carry him to the bed again. But it is unreasonable for the old man to keep lying on the ground for a long time even if he refuses to die.

The family members were all anxious, and they were all discussing. They also said that they should move the great-grandma back to the bed, and she might not die for a while. But the old man couldn't breathe anymore, and it took him a long time to exhale, as if he would never breathe again.

With general.

Some people say that they should be sent to the hospital, but the custom here is that if a person dies outside, he cannot go home and set up a mourning hall. Therefore, many elderly people intuitively want to leave and insist not to go to the hospital. Otherwise, they can go to the funeral hall at home. Funeral parlor

The people here are actually here to persuade them to let the old man be cremated, and try to go to the funeral parlor to set up the mourning hall. To put it bluntly, if you don't go to the funeral parlor to set up the mourning hall, the funeral parlor will make a lot less money. And the reason why Lao Song came here is from the ashram

I persuaded people to go to the funeral home.

Some people said that if they stay on the ground and watch for one night, grandma must be gone. But some people say that they have been keeping watch for two nights and she still hasn’t left. Only then did I know from their words that the old man had been left on the ground for two days and two nights.

.And she didn’t eat or drink anything. Even when her grandson helped her up and brought it to her mouth, she couldn’t swallow it.

It's been like this, why didn't you die?

Everyone was discussing, and suddenly a voice shouted: "Humph! You old man, you are dragging the children with you like this. You should die if you deserve it, and stop torturing the children like this. With such a big family,

You still have to go to work and go to school. Everyone is watching over you, you old man, so you don’t even need to eat."

I was shocked. The old lady looked like she was about to die. How could she still say such things to others? I don’t know if the old lady could still hear her. If she could, I don’t know how sad it would be. In such a short time at the end

, whether it’s one day or two days, can’t we make people feel more at ease when leaving?

The person who said that must be about sixty years old, and the hair on his head is white. He was dressed in black and was waiting. It seemed that he was a direct female descendant.

I asked my cousin, "Which one is who? I won't let anyone leave safely."

The cousin waved his hand to signal to be quiet. After all, this is other people's household affairs and we cannot interfere in them. Then a man in his forties said to the side: "Aunt, grandma is almost gone, so you can't shut up!"

"

"What's wrong with me? She loves your family and gives you everything she has. If you love her, move to your home and let her die in your home. Don't die in our home. It's bad luck."

Contact the context and guess the relationship. I guess. The scolding person is the old ***’s daughter-in-law, who has been living with the old grandma. The man is the son of the old grandma’s other son. Call the scolding person aunt. The network of relationships is complicated. There are big families.

In this way, just like my hometown, including the clan house, there are more than a dozen uncles. It’s hard to tell.

The two people were still cursing, and my cousin patted me on the shoulder and motioned for me to come out. As we walked out, Lao Song also followed. My cousin pointed to the two trees in the yard and said, "This house is feng shui."

It’s really wrong, it’s easy to attract evil spirits to the mountain direction. But there are two locust trees there, and there is a shrine in the living room. The tree and the shrine are exactly three in one.”

Ouch, my cousin finally knows how to say Sanhe. I still remember when I first met him, he was talking about an equilateral triangle. Dear friends, Sanhe means equilateral triangle. But don’t laugh at your cousin.

, I only recently learned what a triad is. What I was talking about before was also an equilateral triangle.

"And the straight line behind the statue is where the old man is placed." The cousin said, "I suspect that this is why the old man has not died."

Lao Song listened and nodded: "Then I'll convince their family members to move a place for the old man, or just tell them that their home is not suitable for a mourning hall and ask them to move a funeral parlor directly to us."

I rolled my eyes at Lao Song: "She hasn't died yet, how can we let her get into the hearse?"

"Maybe if we move it, she will die."

After the old man here is laid down on the ground, he will not move his seat unless he is placed in the coffin in the mourning hall. I don't know why, but it is probably the custom. So my cousin and I stopped him from doing so.

I looked at the locust tree. When I first came in, it was already dark. The locust tree is originally a shady tree. One tree and one ghost. It is a tree that attracts ghosts. When my cousin raised little ghosts, he kept them in the locust tree.

.No one here would plant a locust tree in their own yard. But looking at those two locust trees, with such big trunks, they are at least hundreds of years old.

Not to mention becoming a spirit, raising ghosts, even such a big tree is difficult to cut down. So none of us mentioned the matter of cutting down the tree.

(Speaking of cutting down trees, let me tell you something. We have a primary school here. There are three big trees in the primary school. The school wanted to build a playground, so the trees were cut down. As a result, the next day, the principal of that school got drunk and bumped into a short tree.

On the stump, dead.)
Chapter completed!