Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Fortune Teller Learns Chemistry
At four o'clock in the afternoon of March 5, He Lao Miao's house in Changsheng Village.
He Lao Miao is a long-lived person in the village, and today is her 110th birthday. In order to celebrate this day, the children and grandchildren of the He family specially rushed back and set up a banquet to entertain guests.
Xia Wuyi's grandfather and He Laomiao's deceased husband are sworn brothers, and today, he specially brought his grandchildren to celebrate his second grandmother's birthday.
Ahem, in fact, the relationship between the Xia family and the He family was broken long after Xia Wuyi's parents died, and on weekdays, they were just ordinary neighbors. Xia had no intention of taking the initiative to bring up this relationship......
It's not to find a reason for Xia Hanqing to ask for leave!
It's just that the old man is celebrating his birthday today, do you say it's a coincidence?
Xia Hanqing had seen He Laomiao several times in Changsheng Village, and knew that this skinny old man who fell down in the wind was wrapped in his little feet and walked very slowly, and most importantly, he gave her candy to eat!
At that time, she smiled and called He Laomiao "Grandma", and He Laomiao also responded with a smile, with a kind smile. Now I know that this is her great-grandmother by generation......
Xia had no intention of walking in front, followed by Xia Hanyu and Xia Hanqing, brothers and sisters who were holding gifts. Greeting people I know all the way, and finally walking to the main table in the courtyard, He Laomiao sat on the top, surrounded by a group of children and grandchildren, and really felt like the stars holding the moon.
"Second grandma. Xia had no intention of coming to He Laomiao: "I wish you happiness like the East China Sea, and longevity than Nanshan!"
He Laomiao looked at Xia Wuyi and smiled: "Eh, it's good!"
The old man has gone through ups and downs in his life, stepping on thorns, and he is very satisfied with the current life, and his favorite thing is "good", and there are few things that can make her anxious on weekdays.
The brother and sister who looked like golden boys and girls sent gifts, and the eldest son, the ninety-one-year-old He Rongguang, who was waiting next to the old man, handed the two children the happy fruit with trembling hands, and gave Xia Hanqing an extra box of mille-feuille cakes.
"Thank you, grandpa. Xia Hanqing obediently took the happy fruit and pastries, and glanced at He Rongguang a few times by the way.
On the way to come, she heard her grandfather say that her grandfather was interesting, he listened to his mother's words the most, and he was most afraid that his mother would be angry......
At six o'clock in the evening, Xia had no intention of entering the old house with his grandchildren.
Sure enough, the afterlife flower reappeared.
However, Xia Hanqing's heart did not fluctuate.
In the past few years, she had come here eight times to see the flowers of the dead, and after entering the pit, she had fallen asleep three times, the study room twice, the organ room twice, and the bottomless cave once.
The total harvest is zero!
What about the secret realm adventure, the secret realm is there, the danger is there, what about the treasures, what about the elixir?
It's all a lie!
"Let's go. Xia had no intention of walking at the forefront with a flashlight, and he was carrying a bulging bag, he came prepared this time!
Xia Hanqing carried the happy fruits and pastries given by He Rongguang in her pocket, she was bored, opened the box and took out a piece, divided it into two parts, one into her mouth, and the other to Xia Hanyu.
Xia Hanyu didn't answer, bent down deeply, and ate Xia Hanqing's hand into his mouth.
"Excessive!" Xia Han grinded his teeth.
Why are you so tall......
The long passage suddenly came to an end, and a bright empty room was close in front of him, Xia Hanqing looked at the cloud-like "top" above, and then looked at the deep and silent hole underground, and pouted: "It's here again, nothing!"
There are only thousands of stars in the pit, which cannot be touched.
Xia had no intention but smiled: "Sure enough, it's here!"
Before he came, he had a vague feeling that he would come to this place today.
Putting down the big bag on his body, Xia had no intention of pulling things out of it.
A steel bar longer than the diameter of the pothole, a ball of thread of unknown material, and all kinds of strange little pots......
Xia Hanqing was shocked: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"
At this time, Xia had no intention of taking out an oil lamp from his bag......
This oil lamp seems to have been in the corner of the wall for more than ten years and has not been used, right?
The next moment, Xia Hanqing watched Xia unintentionally light up the oil lamp, hang the wire on it, and fish into the hole.
"Poof......
The lights went out instantly.
"Huh?"
Xia Hanqing saw this scene and felt very puzzled. Xia had no intention of showing a "as expected" expression. He untied the ball of thread, pulled out a long thread, and sprayed potions into various locations with various small pots. Finally, he tied one end of the thread to the rebar and placed the rebar horizontally over the hole.
"Oops, I forgot to bring something to hang here, what should I do when the thread floats up later?" Xia unintentionally looked at the hook on the thread, and had a feeling that he had missed a move. He began to rummage through his bag, trying to choose the right thing to use in it.
Grandpa, do you want to fish?
Xia Hanqing looked at Xia's unintentional movements, and finally understood what he was doing, and with an idea, she took out the box of mille-feuille cakes in her pocket: "Grandpa, try this?"
A minute later, Xia unintentionally hung the mille-feuille cake and Xiguo provided by Xia Hanqing on the hook and put them into the pit.
Millefeuille and Xiguo started with a thread and quickly entered the hole.
Finally, the whole ball of thread entered the cave, and the mille-feuille cake and the happy fruit straightened the thread.
"Eh, then, waiting for the fish to take the bait?" Xia Hanqing asked Xia Wuyi.
Xia unintentionally closed his eyes and put on a mysterious posture.
Xia Hanyu silently looked at the old and the young: Hehe......
This is 2014, hehe, the meaning can only be understood, but not spoken.
Xia Hanqing stared at the inside of the pit, only the galaxy was vast, and nothing else could be seen. Reaching for the thin thread, she could feel the weight unchanged, but she couldn't find where the thing was. When the thin thread goes in, it seems to be gone.
Wait, wait, Xia Hanqing felt bored, sat cross-legged on the ground, put his hands on his cheeks, and his eyelids began to fight.
"It's coming!"
Xia had no intention of making a sudden sound, but Xia Hanqing was frightened, she opened her eyes and looked at her grandfather: "What, what's coming?"
"Hanqing, rewind the line!" Xia had no intention of directly directing his granddaughter to do it.
"Oh. Knowing what grandpa meant, Xia Hanqing slowly recycled the thread that was put into the pothole.
When she received it, she noticed that something was wrong, the weight of the thread became lighter, and the color became very strange.
"Grandpa, what's going on? Didn't the line just put in without color, why is it now colorful ......?"
Xia unintentionally touched his chin and was very proud: "I sprayed the potion online to test the air composition here!"
Pointing to the thread that was collected, Xia had no intention of explaining to Xia Hanqing: "Look, this section has turned red, this is an elemental reaction, which means ......"
Balabala, like a chemistry class.
Xia Hanqing's hands numbly closed the thread, and his eyes looked at Xia Wuyi like looking at aliens: "Grandpa, what about the fortune teller who still studies chemistry?"
"Of course, otherwise how can the rune paper change color and the great immortal manifest itself? cough cough, you didn't hear anything!"