Tang Muzhou played a zombie mobile game and ran out of battery on his phone.

He went back to the West Wing room to get the charger and left me alone in front of my aunt's funeral hall.

Standing in front of my aunt's coffin, I felt a little cold.

After sneezing, I turned and walked inside.

Looking at my aunt's portrait, I suddenly felt that the way she smiled at me was much weirder than just now.

A gust of wind blew, and the fire in front of the mourning hall was shaking slightly, so I shrunk back, wrapped my clothes tightly, and sat down in front of a chair next to me.

The temperature was really much cooler than just now, and on a summer night, I actually felt cold.

Look at the candle flame again, it is shaking violently from side to side.

I hurried closer to the candle flame and shielded myself from the wind. The flickering of the candle flame was a little smaller, and I was relieved.

This candle flame is incense, and it cannot be broken.

Customs are such a thing, what should be observed or obeyed, most of us ordinary people would rather believe it, and there is nothing to lose anyway.

For example, if you are driving, you can't turn the fish over with your own hands when you eat it.

If you overturn the fish, the car will overturn.

When I opened a chicken noodle shop, whenever someone ordered a large crucian carp with Huoxiang, my dad would ask the customer if he was driving.

If the answer was to drive, my dad would let them eat the fish side first, but when this side was finished, my dad himself stepped forward and flipped them to the other side.

This habit, many people do not understand.

My dad insisted.

It's just a custom, but when my dad does it, he feels at ease.

I scoffed at first, until one day, something happened that changed my opinion.

That night, a man and a woman ordered two bowls of chicken noodles at my noodle shop.

Looking at the crucian carp on the table next door, the woman wanted to eat it too, so the man ordered one.

While eating fish, my dad glanced at the car parked on the side of the road and asked, "This car, is it yours?" ”

"Yes!" The woman nodded: "We came from the provincial city to play, and I saw someone on Weibo who said that you are good here, so let's try it." ”

Hearing the woman say that, my dad is very proud.

In recent years, the Internet self-media has been quite developed, and many diners will share my store on the Internet after eating.

Everyone promoted each other, and soon the old Tang chicken noodles became popular.

Although business is good, my dad never forgets his original intention.

Every time I saw Youen driving to eat and ordering a big crucian carp with Huoxiang, my dad would come up and turn the fish for them himself, and this habit has never changed.

Originally, this has become a highlight on the Internet.

Many people think my dad's actions are very interesting, and some people even record my dad's action of flipping fish and send it to Moments or something.

But this time, my dad was about to turn the fish for the man and woman, but he was refused.

The man said, "Today is the anniversary of our 100th known person, and I have to do everything for her......"

My dad explained to him that the taboo of not being able to turn over fish while driving could not be broken.

The man listened and smiled disdainfully.

The woman also covered her mouth and seemed to be mocking my dad's feudal thinking.

My dad still insisted on turning the fish for them, and the man picked up the chopsticks and quickly turned the big crucian carp over. 、

"This fish, I really turned it myself, I will eat supper later, we will drive to Dongshan County, if it doesn't overturn, I will post a Weibo on the Internet, saying that your old Tang turned over the fish, purely in the eyeballs."

My dad watched the big crucian carp that had eaten ordinary and was turned over directly by the man with chopsticks.

Seeing that this was the case, my dad turned his head to look at the car parked on the side of the road. Just sighed, didn't say anything, and left.

In fact, this driving can't turn over the fish, for my dad, it's just an obsession.

This pair of men and women don't follow the rules, and my dad can't stop for a while.

Who knew that the next day, a piece of news on the headlines of the local mobile phone caught my dad's attention.

It turned out that late last night, a car encountered a landslide on the way from Qingshen County to Dongshan County, and the car overturned into the river.

In the news picture, the whole body of the car has been turned over.

The four wheels were facing the sky, covered by the river gushing down from above, and as far as the body could see, it was twisted and deformed.

The Dongshan County Fire Department used a crane to get it out of the river. But a long time has passed, everything is late, and the man and woman in the cab of the car have long since lost any vital signs.

The article said that the couple came from the provincial capital to travel, first went to Qingshen County, and then rushed to Dongshan County overnight, but on the way, something happened.

At the end of the news, a photo of the man and woman was attached.

When my dad saw them, he was stunned.

I also leaned over, and sure enough, the man and woman who were killed were the same couple who drove to Dongshan County after eating fish at my house last night.

Soon the news spread on the Internet, and then those people, who drove to our store to eat chicken offal, indicated that my dad would come and turn the fish.

With this gust of wind, the old Tang chicken noodles became popular again.

I've always felt a little bit hanging.

Driving without turning over the fish is considered a taboo. There is no scientific theory to prove that there is any connection between them, but the human heart just needs to be in awe.

A person who does not fear must be invincible.

But this kind of person is also the most terrifying.

Driving without turning over the fish is a taboo and a custom. Then the candle flame on the mourning hall of the deceased elders cannot be extinguished, which is also the same taboo.

I, Tang Xiaofan, am still a little in awe of this kind of inexplicable thing, influenced by my father Tang Sihai.

So when the candle flame was shaking, I tried to block the wind with my body.

After about a minute or two, the wind was lighter than before.

Only then did I step aside and sit on the Taishi chair where Tang Muzhou was sitting just now.

I glanced at the dim sum next to it, the style and method, I haven't seen it before. The black ones arranged on the biscuit rings that were kneaded like flowers should be the best dried blueberries.

Next to the pale yellow square block, this osmanthus cake.

Around the circle, one small petal after another, I picked it up and looked at it, this is the real osmanthus.

Look at the texture of the osmanthus cake, delicate and soft.

Next to the osmanthus cake, there are all kinds of dried fruits, which are dazzling.

These dim sum are neatly arranged in a classical Chinese snack box, and the outside is carved woodware, which is very exquisite.

In the blue and white porcelain bowl on the side, there are two bowls of Sydney sweet soup, and one bowl is drunk at night, which is quite moisturizing to the lungs.

The rice porridge I ate at night, although I was very full at that time, it was mainly liquid food after all.

Satiety fast, hungry fast.

So, I picked up a blueberry biscuit and was about to take a bite when I heard a voice from the other side of a coffin......