As soon as grandma left, Zhang Jisheng was knocking on the door with his hind legs.
"Jisheng, aren't you asleep yet?" I opened the door and let Zhang Jisheng into the room.
"Zhou Cang, how are you? Have you told grandma? Of course I didn't sleep. How dare I sleep? Sleeping now is the most luxurious thing for me. When I wake up, my life will be lost again.
It's been a few months." Zhang Jisheng was so anxious that he wandered around my room and couldn't sit still for a moment.
Just now, because I was eager to discuss the Xu family and the Xu family's horoscope with my grandma, I suddenly forgot about Zhang Jisheng's request to me. Seeing him in such a hurry, it was hard for me to say "I forgot".
exit.
"Stepsheng, I didn't have time to tell grandma just now, so I'll take you to grandma now." I said it another way.
Although my grandfather is already in his early seventies, he will be busy in the study until eleven or twelve every night, usually studying his ancient books. During these times, my grandma will recite Buddhist scriptures softly in the back hall where ancestors are worshipped.
Generally, she would read the Heart Sutra several times. On festivals such as Qingming Festival and Dragon Boat Festival, she would recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra to save her ancestors.
So at this moment, the old lady should be chanting sutras in the back hall and hasn't gone to bed yet.
Zhang Jisheng was overjoyed after hearing what I said, "Okay, okay, it's best to start treatment tonight, you know? I haven't slept more than ten hours in total these days, and you know the cost of these ten hours."
How long is my life? One year, one year."
I felt that Zhang Jisheng might go crazy if this continued, so I hurriedly pulled him and walked to the back hall.
Zhang Jisheng was still chattering along the way. I didn't know what he was talking about. I didn't listen. I secretly planned in my heart: No matter whether grandma could use any witchcraft to cure him, she couldn't keep him here for too long. She had to hurry up.
Going to a big hospital for diagnosis and treatment feels like a mental illness.
Before entering the back hall, the red candlelight shining on the altar in the center of the hall came into view. Grandma did not turn on the incandescent lamp. An old-fashioned tungsten filament bulb was swinging in the corner, and the orange light was almost completely absorbed.
The candlelight on the altar was covered up. We stood under the eaves in front of the back hall and looked at the ancestor tablets erected on the altar. For some reason, I suddenly thought of the Xiangtang in the ancient ancestral temple, and I suddenly got goosebumps.
Just got up.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been practicing the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time..."
Grandma was sitting on the Taishi chair next to the altar, with her eyes closed, and the beads in her hand slipped through her fingertips one by one. She was reciting unhurriedly, and every word was clearly visible without any ambiguity.
I didn't dare to come forward and disturb him. Zhang Jisheng was probably shocked by the seriousness of the old lady, so he stood quietly in front of the back hall with me without saying another word.
After about half an hour, my feet were numb from standing. The old lady’s evening lessons were finally ready. She opened her eyes and saw us standing at the door. She smiled and scolded me: "You kid,
When did he come, he didn't come in and asked his stepmother to stand at the door."
Seeing this, Zhang Jisheng and I raised our legs to cross the high threshold of the back hall and walked in.
"Grandma, Zhang Jisheng has a very strange disease. I want to ask if there is anything you can do." I walked to grandma's side and motioned for Zhang Jisheng to sit down too.
When grandma heard what I said, she looked at me with a strange look.
"I don't know how to express it at the moment, step-sheng, you can talk to grandma yourself."
Grandma smiled and said in a reproachful tone: "You kid, are you bragging outside? When will I cure the disease? Besides, can diseases be cured casually?"
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"Hey, grandma, please listen to what Zhang Jisheng has to say first." As I said that, I picked up the thermos bottle and prepared to make tea for grandma and Zhang Jisheng.
Zhang Jisheng briefly described his condition. Grandma frowned as she listened, looking very serious, but did not speak.
Grandma was silent for a long time. Zhang Jisheng winked at me nervously. I have never seen grandma like this. In fact, my heart was already beating. But in this situation, there was nothing I could do. I could only ask: "Grandma."
, how about this disease, what do you think?"
"He's been poisoned." Grandma glanced at me and said softly, stood up, and placed the beads in her hand on the altar.
"Bewitched, grandma, what kind of poison have I been possessed by? Can you undo it?" Zhang Jisheng stood up nervously and in a hurry, touched the cup of tea placed on the coffee table in his hand.
fall down.
"The art of poison has a long history in China. Many people think it is a unique skill of the Miao people. However, they do not know that it was not invented by the Miao people from the beginning." After the old lady finished speaking, she slowly taught her ancestors a lesson.
He held a stick of incense and chanted words of blessing.
"Grandma, do you have any way to cure it? You see your step-sister is so anxious, and you still have the heart to say such nonsense." Looking at grandma's attitude of not caring about her own affairs, I
I couldn't help but blame him.
"Only those who cast the poison can cure this poison. All I can do is alleviate it, but there is no way to cure it." Grandma glared at me, then looked at Zhang Jisheng and said.
"Grandma, it's better to relieve it first. I'm about to suffer from mental illness. Now I just want to sleep peacefully tonight." Zhang Jisheng said while holding grandma's hand.
"I really have some methods to cure this disease, but over the years, the old man has not allowed me to use witchcraft anymore. He said that these are superstitious things that cannot be trusted and cannot be promoted." Grandma said, yes
A depressed look.
"But, grandma, it's more important to save people. Do we really want to watch Zhang Jisheng suffer from this disease? Grandpa, I'll go and convince him," I said.
"How capable are you to convince me?" Suddenly, grandpa's voice came from behind. Zhang Jisheng and I turned around almost at the same time, only to see grandpa standing in front of the study door with a livid face.
"Grandpa, please save me this time for Zhou Cang's sake." Zhang Jisheng got ahead of me and knelt down with a plop in front of my grandfather.
Grandpa was so majestic that I didn't dare to say anything. I could only walk up to him, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and whispered, "Grandpa, please be accommodating."
The old man still didn't speak, but grandma spoke up: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, so let's make an exception this time."
After hearing what Grandma said, Grandpa was noncommittal. He was silent for a while, then turned around and entered the study again.
I looked at Zhang Jisheng overjoyed: This is the old man’s acquiescence.
"Cang'er, take your stepson to the east wing and wait for me. I'll get something and then go there." Grandma said and walked into the room.
Zhang Jisheng and I looked at each other and then walked toward the east wing tacitly.
The east wing of the house used to be a woodshed, but later it was converted to a gas stove, so it has always been empty and used to pile up some sundries. However, my grandma is an extremely clean person. Even if it is used as a sundry room, the old lady will always keep it clean.
Wipe it so there is basically no dust at all.
After a while, grandma came over, holding a small porcelain jar similar to a snuff bottle in her hand, "Cang'er, you go back to your room and go to sleep."
"Why, grandma, just let me watch and observe here." Unexpectedly, grandma wouldn't let me be there, so she couldn't help but say coquettishly.
However, no matter how hard I tried, the old lady's attitude was very firm, that is, I couldn't be there, otherwise she wouldn't be treated.
I couldn't resist the old lady, so I could only walk out of the east wing in despair.
However, as soon as I left the east wing, I had another idea in my mind -
How about I sneak into her room while the old lady is busy at work and see if I can find her dowry box.