"I used to cook at home, I was worried that after I left, he couldn't get used to his daughter-in-law's cooking, without me changing clothes for him, he had to do it himself, he has always been particular about life, and I don't know how much he will miss me, the old man is two years older than me, but he lives longer than me, I waited for him for almost a year or didn't wait, he said, he won't let me wait too long......" The old lady actually doesn't know when her wife will come to an end.

She hoped that he would be well, but she didn't want to wait too long alone, and her thoughts were very contradictory and painful.

"Grandma, do you remember your wife's birthday?" Yan Xiangnuan thought for a moment and then asked out loud, planning to make a fortune for him first, if it was a person who could wait, Yan Xiangnuan would let her wait, if she couldn't wait, then there was no need to wait.

Waiting is the most torturous, Yan Xiangnuan doesn't want these ghosts to be scattered because of waiting!

"Yes." The old lady immediately laughed when she heard this, and although she was a ghost, she also smiled happily, unlike those spirits with a sad breath all over her body.

Sure enough, if a person is happy in life, even if it is a ghost, he is happy.

Yan Xiangnuan thought enviously, and then listened to the eight characters of the birthday reported to her by the old lady, pinched her fingers and calculated, the eight characters of the birthday can sometimes calculate the length of life, but relatively speaking, people in metaphysics rarely use the eight characters of birth to push Yin, because life is sometimes changed, so there is the word "people will win the day".

Of course, with the eight characters of the birthday, Yan Xiangnuan's push is very fast, but Yan Xiangnuan calculated, but his mood became complicated, and he looked up at the old grandmother: "Grandma, grandpa is already waiting for you on Huangquan Road, he should be very anxious if he can't find you!" ”

Waiting for the results is the best thing to do.

"......" The old lady was a little surprised: "My old man, he is already waiting for me?" He, how could he, when did it happen? ”

"Well, I just pushed it, the owner of this birthday has died, and today is just over the first seven, so the old man may have gone to the underworld, it seems that you have to hurry up to catch up with him." Yan Xiangnuan opened his mouth comfortingly, but there was a smile in his eyes, and he felt satisfied when he looked at the old lady's shocked expression.

"Hey, this bad old man, he didn't wait for me to ......" The old lady cried sadly, but there was a kind of relief in the cry, and finally waited for the person who wanted to wait, this cry can be regarded as crying with joy! Otherwise, waiting for a person without a time limit is often the most torturous.

"He probably didn't think you wouldn't be there." Yan Xiangnuan answered with a smile.

"Send us away, girl!" The old lady suddenly became a little anxious, afraid that she would not be able to catch up with that important person if she went late.

"Good!" Yan Xiangnuan nodded, took a deep breath and glanced at the ghosts around him, seeing that most of them were flustered and dumbfounded, and they didn't have much feeling about leaving the world and going to the underworld.

The only thing that made Yan Xiangnuan sad was the crazy ghost, she still insisted on chanting her daughter's name in her mouth, of course, as well as those souls who lacked arms and legs, Yan Xiangnuan looked at it and felt very strongly in her heart, so the soul charm in her hand nodded to them, and finally gritted her teeth and threw it into the air.

Poof—

The Soul Charm quickly ignited a blue flame, the flames were a little ethereal and unreal, and at the same time, there was a hint of spontaneous combustion of the talisman paper wafting in the air.

As the soul charm ignited, Yan Xiangnuan looked at the souls swaying around, and saw that they slowly turned into smoke, all of them were pulled by the soul charm without the slightest weight, and immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, reciting the Transcendent Heart Sutra in their mouths to help them enter the ghost gate smoothly.

Soon those souls dissipated with the remaining wisps of smoke from the soul charm, and the originally crowded lawn was completely quiet, and the foggy sky was slightly brightened.

After sending all those ghosts away, Yan Xiangnuan absorbed some merit points that floated over intermittently in the same place, although it was not much, but Yan Xiangnuan said that it didn't matter, it was okay, it didn't have to be a great merit, thinking about turning around and going back home, standing in the living room to look at the time, and found that it was only seven o'clock in the morning, it was estimated that Aunt Song might just get up, Yan Xiangnuan woke up and woke up, and decided to go to the kitchen to make a love breakfast when she was idle.

Making breakfast can be a whim, but the thought of cooking for Jin Weimo by hand made Yan Xiangnuan's mood begin to bubble pink.

This is the first time Yan Xiangnuan has made breakfast for Jin Weimo, she is always a little lazy on weekdays, she often wakes up early and likes to lie on the bed, she feels that lying in bed is the most basic respect for the bed, of course, it is just a pretext and excuse.

Yan Xiangnuan learned to cook when she followed Su Zhongwen in her last life, and her life was poor, naturally, she still knew how to make a basic breakfast.

In the kitchen, Yan Xiangnuan turned over the cabinets neatly, washed rice and cooked porridge, and then cut bread and baked toast, there were all the things that should be there, and Yan Xiangnuan made it very cheerfully.

Aunt Song went to the vegetable market outside early in the morning to buy the freshest vegetables, and when she opened the door with a vegetable basket, she smelled the umami of shrimp porridge, and Yan Xiangnuan's breakfast was almost ready, but the porridge in the pot still needed to be boiled up some more, Aunt Song was a little incredulous, and wondered if she was dazzled, standing at the door of the kitchen, there was an illusion that she had been robbed of her job: "Young grandmother ......"

"Aunt Song!" Yan Xiangnuan heard Aunt Song calling, and when she turned around, she saw Aunt Song's somewhat aggrieved face, and she was a little funny in her heart, she was a little amused about Aunt Song's busy day and night, unable to be idle, and at a loss as soon as her work was snatched away, Yan Xiangnuan really didn't know what to do.

"I've got breakfast ready, so you can make an exception today and try my hand at it." Yan Xiangnuan said, turned on the rice cooker for cooking porridge and looked at the porridge in the pot, thinking that it would be almost enough to cook for another five minutes.

"Young grandma, what do you want to eat, even if you are told, why do you have to do it yourself." Although he is an old man of the Jin family, he also gets a salary, and Aunt Song can't accept such a thing.

"It's fine, just occasionally." Yan Xiangnuan smiled faintly, and pulled Aunt Song into the kitchen: "Aunt Song, please try the sandwich I made and see if it tastes good?" ”

"Is this a sandwich you made young grandma?" Aunt Song was a little surprised when she saw Yan Xiangnuan's beautiful arrangement, and the sandwich in the shape of a heart: "It's so good-looking!" It's delicious to look at. ”

Aunt Song is used to making breakfast, and her cooking skills are also very good, but she is not as good as Yan Xiangnuan, not to mention, it is the same sandwich, and the young grandmother is so good, it looks a little difficult to eat, but she doesn't eat it, and it is very pleasant to watch it early in the morning. ()

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