I was taken aback by his words: "I haven't even seen a ghost before, what are you raising?"

Liu Yansan stared at me for a while before slowly sitting back: "Do you know that when the ancestor used the soul control technique today, he summoned a powerful ghost?"

I frowned and thought that was indeed the case. Although I am not a person in the sect, I also clearly feel that the few recruits of the Ertus in the early stage are all third-rate goods, and they were quickly defeated by Wang Duo, and it was not until later that I felt a compelling anger that Wang Duo was suppressed. It's just ...... "Isn't the ghost recruited by the Bad Guys?" ”

Liu Yansan shook his head: "The ancestor has just woken up, the three souls are unstable, and he doesn't have that much mana. Moreover, the beast was domestic. He was not summoned by the Patriarch's Command Banner to go, but was released......"

I suddenly remembered something: "Could it be that little Japan?" And my big aunt, he doesn't want to take revenge on me, right? ”

Liu Yansan thought for a while and said, "It's not impossible."

When I finished talking to Liu Yisan, it was already half past eleven. My parents thanked Liu Yisan for saving my life and insisted on staying at home.

Liu Yansan said resolutely: "Don't spend the night at other people's houses, this is the rule of this door."

I said, "How can there be such a strange rule?" What would it be like to spend the night at someone else's house? ”

Liu Yan raised his eyebrows: "This ...... I do not know. But it's better not to try. After all, it is a rule handed down from the ancestors. ”

My parents couldn't, so they had to hug him and send him to the street, Liu Yansan waved us back, but suddenly stopped me: "Xiaomi, you think carefully about what I said."

I knew he was talking about taking me as an apprentice, so I responded with a "uh-huh-ahhh

As soon as Liu Yansan left, there was no news, and Wang Laowei also cut down the locust wood, carved it into a villain, and burned the stand-in according to what the Ertus said.

The days seem to be back on track, and everything is moving forward step by step, just waiting for the firecrackers of the Chinese New Year's Eve to go off, and each family boils the pot and dumplings to celebrate the rest of the year.

After lunch in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, my father put his singing machine in the courtyard, and I moved the table and the board out. My mother chopped the dumpling filling early, and our family of three gathered around to make dumplings.

The dumpling filling was a little fatty, and the salt taste was not strong enough, so my mother babbled and counted my dad: "My hands are getting more and more inaccurate."

My dad took a rolling pin and knocked on the board, and the flour puff on it fell off the table, and my dad "snorted" and said, "You can come next year!"

My mom laughed, and after laughing, she turned her head and said, "Look at how annoying your dad is, no one is allowed to say that the dumpling filling is not well chopped!"

Our family of three talked and laughed until three o'clock in the afternoon, when my mother glanced at the neatly arranged table of dumplings, patted the flour on her hand and said, "Okay, it's almost wrapped." The two of you pack up and invite God, and when you come back, we will make dumplings and eat. ”

The so-called "please God" is to go to the ancestral grave at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve to invite the souls of the ancestors home for a reunion dinner, which is our tradition. Generally, the men in the family are together, walking all the way and firing all the way, and someone shouts in front: "The ancestors and ancestors of the so-and-so family, it's the New Year, and I'm going home for dinner."

Many years ago, my grandparents were gone, my second grandfather and second grandmother had no children, and they entered Christianity again, so they never participated in the "please God" thing. Therefore, I was the only one in the family who went with my dad.

I lit one by one with firecrackers and threw them one, and along the way, "pop papa" kept ringing, and my dad shouted in front of me, "Mom, Dad, grandma, and the ancestors of the old Liu family, go home to eat dumplings for the New Year." ”

The two of us walked around the ancestral grave, and when we got home, my mother would take the dumplings out of the pot. I shook off the 10,000-fired firecrackers and lit them in the yard, and it was like a red dragon spitting golden light, crackling and dancing in my small yard.

My mother first filled a bowl of dumplings to raise spirits, lit incense, burned yellow table paper, and officially announced "eating dumplings"!

As soon as I took a bite of the dumplings in my bowl, Wang Lao Wei ran to my house in a panic.

I was eating the dumplings while smiling and saying, "What's the matter?" Is Uncle Wang coming to pay me a salary? "Last time, we said okay, I will follow him to save Wang Duo, and he will pay me a salary according to the standard of one hundred and fifteen a day, but after I saved Wang Duo, their family did not mention it.

I wanted to go to him and ask for it, but my mother scolded me and said, "Wang Duo is not happy, so don't block your uncle." Be forgiving and forgiving. "That's it.

Wang Lao crooked listened to my words, wiped the sweat on his head, and said with a bitter face: "Xiaomi, as long as you help the uncle again this time, don't say it's three hundred, even four hundred, I'll give it to you!"

I sneered and swallowed a mouthful of dumplings, and said in my heart: You are really atmospheric! Helping you again? One hundred and five times three doesn't count?

As soon as my mother heard that he had come to ask me for help again, her brows immediately furrowed: "Uncle him, isn't Wang Duo's illness cured?"

The sweat on Wang Lao's crooked head was like rain: "He's fine, but the is ......" He wanted to speak and stopped, and reached out to pull me halfway through speaking: "Xiaomi, uncle, I saw it last time, you have great ability, you go and save your aunt, okay?"

I couldn't resist him begging for soft words, and finally went with him.

Wang Duo's mother's name is Zhao Sufen, she is a thin woman, and my deepest impression of her is that she speaks quickly, "suddenly" like a machine gun.

When we arrived at Wang Duo's house, there were already many people gathered at the entrance of their hall. Through the crowd, I could hear the sound of "crackling" and smashing dishes in the room.

I opened the crowd and saw Zhao Sufen sitting cross-legged in front of the god seat on the table, pointing at the lively people and scolding with her mouth unclean.

Liu Guizi from the same village persuaded her: "What is it like for the New Year?" Hurry up and come down to eat dumplings safely! ”

Zhao Sufen's face was miserable and white, her eye sockets were sunken, and her eye sockets were black. She cried and slapped the table and shouted, "I want to eat dumplings with filling, I don't want to eat just dumpling skins!"

She suddenly said such a sentence that made everyone present stunned, and Liu Guizi said: "Who doesn't have fillings for dumplings?" How can there be dumplings without filling? ”

Zhao Sufen cried and said: "My daughter-in-law has no filling and skin when she wraps dumplings." She and her man eat stuffing. Speaking of this, it seemed to touch her sadness again, and she clapped her palms and felt even more miserable: "I raised my son with a handful of and urine, and I didn't eat in the year of famine, and I climbed twenty miles on his back to ask for food, and he survived." I didn't expect it, he married his daughter-in-law and forgot his mother, my hard-working God......"

Her voice howled, and everyone invariably turned back to look at Wang Huiyun, who was mixed in the crowd to watch the excitement.