To tell you the truth, my ancestor was a Taoist priest of Maoshan Mountain. It's the kind of person who always deals with ghosts, this line of work is risky, it's easy to get money, and it's easy to find a wife when you have money, so it's bred so far, and it's become a big family.

The Jiang family is not the top in this industry, but they are also famous, and now they can look at feng shui for tens of thousands.

For as long as I can remember, every year when I go back to my hometown with my father on July 15, my grandfather even coaxes me to read the classics about exorcism and ghosts. Although I couldn't read it at all, I found it quite interesting, and I was able to read comics, and sometimes I could read them for hours.

But that was only when I was a child, and when I went to high school, my studies were already heavy, and it would be a burden to study those again. So on July 15 this year, I didn't want to go back at all.

The lack of time was one reason, but the main reason was that if I went back, I would definitely be taken to the family reunion.

The people of the family have basically inherited the ancestral Maoshan Taoism, and one is better than the other, and our family has always been at the bottom, even if we stand there, no one speaks, and the atmosphere is full of humiliation.

As for the reason, let me tell you slowly.

My grandfather Jiang Zhen, at the beginning of the reform and opening up, was the first Jiang family to eat crabs, at that time everyone did not dare to use the ancestral way to make money, but he dared, so he became the first to get rich, has always been the Jiang family's "talker", at that time, relatives inside and out, very respectful of him.

It was also the grandfather who made the Jiang family famous from an obscure rural family. It can be said that today the Jiang family can mix heads and faces in the god stick world, and my grandfather played the role of igniting the fire.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and after a few years in the limelight, my grandfather actually got a disease with trembling hands, which is called "Parkinson's syndrome" in medicine. At first, it was okay, and everyone still gave him a little thin noodles, but as time went by, everyone drove a car and didn't take him seriously.

He was really unwilling and just wanted to pin his hope on my dad. But my dad is ......

Because my grandfather developed relatively early, my dad was exposed to foreign gadgets since he was a child, such as disco, bell bottoms, independent consciousness, free love, and so on.

According to his grandfather's words: "Kaizi, who killed a thousand knives, lost the craftsmanship of his ancestors for a woman, and he really can't support the wall!"

In order to marry my mother, my father resolutely gave up his family craft and chose to be a white-collar worker in the city. But I didn't expect that after my mother gave birth to me, she ran away with a lot of money, and since then my father has been depressed, smoking, drinking, and jumping every day, and as a result, this burden is pinned on poor me.

My dad said that my grandfather hugged me who had just been born and was stunned in the yard for a long time, and finally frowned: "The girl also has to learn Taoism for me!"

That's the general situation in my house.

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, commonly known as the Midyear Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival, the purpose of our family gathering is twofold: one is to worship the local officials, and the gods will inevitably have to deal with them;

That day, my father rode a small electric donkey, and I reluctantly sat in the back, and my hair was blown by the wind and went back to my hometown.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw rows of luxury cars parked in front of my hometown's villa, as well as uncles and uncles who kept bragging, and I really sympathized with them. How empty is it, so you need to brag every day to find a sense of existence.

Following my father through the gate and entering, those relatives wearing suits, leather shoes, silk and mink greeted me cordially, I was too lazy to sleep, I was in a hurry, and the blue and white school uniforms on my body had not had time to change, and those cousins and cousins wearing dresses and long skirts were not at the same grade at all.

Although I have almost gotten used to it over the years, the unwillingness in my heart still can't be erased.

As soon as we entered, we immediately attracted those relatives who were talking and laughing, and everyone cast sympathetic glances at me, although the adults would hide it a little, but it didn't matter at all with the descendants of my generation.

"Look at it, the soil buns are here, haha, what a lack of clothes to wear, even wearing a school uniform!"

Cousin Jiang Heng, who was the most indebted, directly pretended to hold his stomach and laughed, and everyone else couldn't help laughing, I smiled at him, I didn't bother to pay attention to him, for so many years, I have become numb.

There's no way I'm going to play with those little brother and sisters, and they're just as alienated from me. Dad was thick-skinned and soon blended in with the adults.

As in previous years, I was about to hide in the corner to eat, when I suddenly heard the voice of my uncle:

"Second brother, if you feel that your family is in difficulty, just say to my brother, no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor children, Jiang Xin is not small, you have to buy some decent clothes. ”

Listening to my uncle's words, my dad just giggled in shame, and I felt my chest heavi. However, I got used to it.

At this time, the uncle said loudly again: "Still laughing! Uncle Zhen is like this now, you should have a snack! If there is any difficulty, don't be silent!"

Dad's face turned red, sighed, and looked at me, and for some reason, suddenly I felt that his eyes were wrong, and there seemed to be a sense of anticipation.

Then his gaze shifted to the side, through the crowd, and landed behind the table of the Eight Immortals in the hall. I followed his eyes and saw that my grandfather was sitting there, drooling and his head was shaking and shaking, and his illness was obviously serious again.

Grandpa also saw me, and his eyes suddenly became hopeful and sad, and he tried to raise his hand towards me, babbling in his mouth, not knowing what to say. I had to walk over and say, "Grandpa, how are you doing?"

Dad also followed, "Dad!"

When Grandpa saw his father, he showed a look of annoyance, and said to me, "Xiangyi, woo-la-woo-la......" and seemed to want to reach out for something, but he trembled too much, and tried several times without success.

I'm also a little sad to see him working so hard, he wasn't so serious last year.

I pointed to the clothes on his chest, "Grandpa, you want to take what is in here?"

When Grandpa heard my words, he was stunned for a moment, then put down his hand in mid-air, seemed to sigh, and nodded helplessly - his head had been trembling uncontrollably from side to side, and this head was super like a headshake dance.

As a result, several distant cousins next to him burst out laughing.

I felt a little angry in my heart, but I didn't show it, I reached into my grandfather's clothes, and I touched something hard, as if it was a book, and at my grandfather's motion, I took the book out of it.

It's actually [Maoshan Secret Technique], the book that grandpa regards as a treasure.

In my impression, this book was carried by my grandfather, and even if I had any thoughts about that book, my grandfather would definitely be unkind to me.

Many times, I thought that the book was my grandfather's biological son, and my father, presumably ordered takeout and delivery.

I was startled and hurriedly tried to hand the book back to my grandfather, but was stopped by my grandfather.

Grandpa pointed to the book in my hand, I knew he meant to let me open it, I glanced at the incomprehensible charms on the cover, and opened the first page.

It was a piece of paper folded in half, and when I opened it, it was densely filled with words, scribbled and crooked, and it looked like my grandfather had written it.

I couldn't help but gasp, grandpa is going to give me the book?