I'm not sure how much time Chen Po left this time, and the time when I went home was not fixed, in short, I hadn't seen her and Luhua for a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I was a little worried, and I wanted to go to the mountains to see them, but I didn't know where they were.

Lying on the Chase bunk, I put my hands behind my head and stared blankly at the ceiling. Lu Hua is clearly talking about chasing mountain beavers, but what about Chen Po? The thought of the female ghost in red who escaped from her hands made me feel upset.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. She'll definitely come back and trouble us. And I always had a feeling in my heart that if she did come back, she would find me. Just look at the rhythm of her chasing me in the tomb that day.

Therefore, it is the most annoying thing to deceive the good and fear the evil, and pick the soft persimmon to pinch something.

Suddenly, I felt something touch my arm. When I turned my head, I saw the pink water and the sky around my pillow quietly. I reached out and took it, and held it up to my eyes to look at it carefully.

That day in the burial chamber, it automatically slid into my hand, blocking the blow of the female ghost for me, and then countless imps. I really understood how important a good ritual weapon is to a cultivator. It's a life saver. If you cultivate better, and reach the realm of human and sword unity in the martial arts world, you will be invincible, then you will be lucky.

Unfortunately, since that shock, the tomb has reverted to its former state, and no matter how much I beat and shout, it will not respond to me. I wonder if I have to wait until I'm still alive and die to manifest my spirits, right?

Of course, if it's me leaving the soul, it's quite convenient to communicate with it. Hey, if you think about it that way, how bad is my stinky skin?

I shook the ribbon and tried to communicate with it, but unfortunately nothing came of it, it was like an ordinary hair band, quiet without a trace of aura.

Me: "I heard my mother-in-law say that everything has spirituality, and it only depends on whether there is awakening or not. So, at your level, you're sure you can hear what I'm saying, right? ”

It:......

Me: "That day, thank you for saving me, you say, how can I repay you?" ”

It:......

Me: "Shall I give you a name?" You see, everything in this world has a name, and I always call you Shui Tianya, which is too awkward and too literary. This is not in line with the aesthetics of the current public. ”

It:......

I don't know if it's my delusion, but I seem to see it move.

Me: "If you don't keep quiet, you say yes." Well, then I think about it, what should I call you? ”

It:......

Me: "Look at Luhua, how easy to remember and down-to-earth the name is." Also, have you ever heard of Luhua chicken? It is economical, affordable, and tastes good...... Well, I want to say that we should choose a name that is close to reality, in line with the public's aesthetics, and from all angles. You see you're pink, and you're in the shape of a strip, or call you a vermicelli. ”

Not my delusion, it really shook a bit.

I picked it up, compared the two ends, and tentatively said, "If you agree, shake this side, and if you don't, shake both sides." ”

Sure enough, it really moved.

It didn't tremble at either end, and under my gaze, its entire body twisted up, only to see a big S appear on my quilt. Before I could understand what it meant, it changed letters again, and a big B appeared.

- SB (stupid, forced)

I was shocked, this product is actually the same attribute as the reed flower, and it will become dirty if it is not exported.

Me: "Okay, I'll call you vermicelli in the future, to ......" Before I finished speaking, I saw it suddenly come around and quickly tie a knot around my neck, and with a lot of effort, I almost didn't lose my breath.

I...... I couldn't speak, I could only shout desperately in my heart: The good man spares his life, and the little one doesn't dare anymore.

Eventually, it let go, patted me on the head, and then lay quietly on my pillow, and didn't move.

A voice sounded in my head: Next time you call me Vermicelli, you're dead.

Nima, what kind of sin is this mother, you have such a rebellious goods at any time.

After being silent for a while, I asked tentatively, "Then call you Xiaotian from now on, right?" ”

It ignored me.

My heart was relieved: "Then it was such a happy decision." ”

Seeing that it didn't react again, I assumed it agreed. I was very happy to stuff it under the pillow and soon fell asleep.

…………………………

Soon, the winter vacation of the second year of junior high school arrived. Because of a little caution, I repeatedly rubbed with my mother, and finally got a chance to go to my aunt's house in the county seat for a few days. Of course, I'm not here to play, I've got to find a way to make money.

I came home a few days before the Chinese New Year's Eve. Because the Chinese New Year is coming, every family is happy and busy preparing all kinds of New Year's goods.

At the age of twenty-nine, I went around Chen's mother's house again as usual, only to see that her door was finally unlocked.

My heart is overjoyed.

The door was hidden, and I pushed it open, stuck my head in and shouted "Mother-in-law".

No one answered me.

"Stinky girl, don't go in."

It's an ashi flower.

I was stunned for a moment, retracted the foot I had just taken, and greeted Luhua happily: "Luhua, when did you come back?" Tell me where they've gone? ”

Lu Hua was silent, and in the black bean eyes, I actually saw a trace of pity magically.

Lu Hua's expression was very wrong, although the little head looked the same as usual, but I just felt a sense of sadness and ...... Resentment?

I hesitated: "Luhua, what's going on?" ”

"Mrs. Chen's grandson...... Nope. ”

Gone? He's dead? I was speechless.

In my memory, I saw her grandson in my last life, and it seems that it was also during the Chinese New Year. In this life, I haven't even met each other. This grandson who lives in the legend of Chen Po, the grandson of Chen Po who has high hopes to revitalize the Chen family, is actually gone?

I immediately understood how hard this incident hit Chen Po.

"Find out what the reason is?"

Lu Hua nodded and said, "On the construction site, he fell from a high altitude and died on the spot. ”

I didn't know what to say, but after squatting with Luhua for a long time, I still decided to go in and see Chen Po.

She's so old, how can she stand it.

Pushing open the big wooden door, I walked to the door of the hall, Chen Po was sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, looking down at a T-shirt in her hand, touching it up and down, and moving gently. Stunned.

"Mother-in-law." I shouted softly and walked over to sit on the bench.

The goddess seemed to have just reacted from her meditation, looked up and saw that it was me, and answered, wiping her eyes with her sleeve. It's not that I'm sensitive, Granny Chen, she seems to be crying just now.

"Mother-in-law...... "I sat down against the table with some sadness, and I really didn't know how to comfort me. Because I knew that no amount of comfort could comfort the pain of the old lady in front of me.

"Don't be sad, ...... in the future From now on, I will be your granddaughter, I ...... I'll give you a pension. I really didn't know what to say, and some of my words were poor and some of my mouth was stammering.

It's okay not to say it, as soon as I said that Chen Po's tears dripped down again, that was the first time I saw Chen Po crying, the old tears were sad, and she still shed tears at first, and then she was crying.

cried and shouted to me What kind of sin did Chen Zhihua do, the white-haired people sent the black-haired people, and they all went, leaving her wife to suffer and do evil in this world......

There are three major sorrows in life, the loss of a father in a young age, the loss of a husband in middle age, and the loss of a son in old age. And Mrs. Chen, she didn't even keep her only grandson.