Dad deliberately avoided my gaze and didn't say much. Pen~fun~ Ge www.biquge.info stood up, walked to the grandfather's tablet, and was silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "Ge'er, get ready, start lighting the seven-star lantern at eight o'clock." ”

"Dad, can you answer my question first?" I followed my father, who kept his face calm, and obviously had a lot of things hidden in his heart.

He slowly raised his head to look at me and opened his mouth as if to say something. But after hesitating for a long time, he just sighed lightly: "Ge'er, it's not a good thing to know the truth about some things. Trust Dad, don't think too much about it just yet. ”

"But ......"

"Alright!" Dad interrupted me coldly, with a slightly commanding tone, "Go and prepare seven bowls, oil, and wicks." ”

Dad's face is getting worse and worse, and I feel like I'm asking the truth. However, when I saw my father's appearance, I couldn't bear to ask, and I couldn't disobey him.

He glanced at his father, turned around and walked into the kitchen to prepare something.

……

Dad was about to light the seven-star lantern when there was a sudden sound of the door opening and closing. I hurriedly turned around, just in time to meet Mo Yiming's slightly tired eyes.

"Ma Ma~" Doudou rushed out from behind Mo Yiming, opening his arms and preparing to pounce on me. After running a few steps, I saw my father behind me stop again and pouted angrily: "Hmph! Why is he in my house?"

"Doudou, it can't be like this!" I looked at him seriously, walked up to Doudou and half-squatted down, and said patiently: "Be polite to grandpa, how did you teach you before?"

This kid had never been like this before, why is he so abnormal today, so ignorant.

Doudou was visibly unhappy and strode towards the bedroom with one look at me.

"It's back. I stood up slowly, glanced at Mo Yiming, turned around and walked over to help my father.

"Hmm. Mo Yiming responded lightly, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. Ignoring that my father was still on the side, he walked directly behind me, hugged my waist tightly from behind, rested his chin on my shoulder, and slowly said, "I was in a bit of a hurry just now, so I rushed over to deal with it." ”

I didn't ask him what was going on, and if he wanted to say something, he would take the initiative to say, "Tomorrow I will accompany my father to send my grandfather home, and I may have to go back for a few days." ”

Mo Yiming slowly let go of his arms and walked to the sofa and sat down. Didn't say anything more, just nodded.

"Ge'er, get ready to light the lamp. Dad handed me the candle and didn't look at Mo Yiming from beginning to end. Between them, it's like they can't see each other's existence, and they always feel weird.

I glanced at my father, and then at Mo Yiming. I want to say something, but I don't know where to start.

Forget it! get down to business.

I set the seven star lamps on the ground and lit them one after the other.

Dad took out a black cloth and spread it in the middle of the seven-star lamp, and then took off Grandpa's urn and put it on the black cloth. After everything was done, I added some lamp oil to the bowl.

After everything was done, my father glanced at Mo Yiming on the sofa and looked up at me: "Follow me." ”

After Dad finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the balcony.

I don't know what Dad was going to say, but his reaction was unusual. I quickly followed my father's footsteps and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Dad raised his eyes and looked into the distance, silent, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he retracted his gaze and looked at me: "What about the Yin and Yang Secret Technique?"

I pointed in the direction of the bedroom: "In the bedroom." ”

"Hmm. Dad nodded and reminded, "Bring the Yin and Yang Secret Technique tomorrow." ”