Chapter Seventy-Five: It Turned Out to Be a Ghost Writer
Confucius once said that people with clothes and horses with saddles, and dogs with bells run happily.
As a young man in a small town in the new era, Qi Zihuan first needs to configure the house.
When Grandpa was still alive, he often chatted with the old man Huang opposite while playing chess, saying that he would save more money to buy a small house, and make a new house for Zihuan and Xiaohui in the future.
Now although Qi Zihuan has lost the hostess, he still achieved the achievement of buying a house after all, and broke into the top 50 of the potential list of future husbands of Zhang Xiaohua, a primary school classmate, in one fell swoop, becoming the biggest dark horse this month.
Buying a house is such a big matter, Qi Zihuan feels that he should report it to his grandfather because of his feelings.
Anyway, there was still no business in the store, so he simply closed the store for a few days and went back to his hometown in the mountains.
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burned some paper money in the backyard of the old house, and chattered with his grandfather.
Qi Zihuan recalled the day he dug out the wooden box from here a few months ago, which was also the beginning of a turning point in his life.
I thought that the paper man and paper horse opening the altar were all tricks to cheat money and mix rice, but it was less than a year before he thought about it, and these have become a means for him to make a living and save his life.
Since the thing was left by grandpa, did grandpa also practice the exercises of the Hundred Ghosts and Ghosts?
But if grandpa knew that people, ghosts, demons and demons coexisted in the world, why did he interrupt a ring ruler when he failed the two subjects of mathematics and physics in junior high school.
Thinking of this, Qi Zihuan felt very aggrieved.
And what about the father? Has my father, who was always reading quietly in the dim light, also been exposed to these?
Although his father left him at a very young age, it is undeniable that whenever Qi Zihuan occasionally thinks of his father's vague figure, he will have an urge to set off immediately to find it.
The inheritance of the bloodline has always been deep and indelible.
So Qi Zihuan went to the second grandfather's house at the west entrance of the village.
The second grandfather is a few years younger than Qi Zihuan's grandfather, and it seems that the two are still cousins. When Qi Zihuan was still a little little, the second grandfather often suddenly grabbed his armpit from behind, swayed it around his neck, and let him ride a high horse to roam around the village.
Now the second grandfather is old, the two sons are working outside all the year round, and the wife died the year before last, leaving the old man alone to guard the empty house.
The second grandfather was very happy to see Qi Zihuan, happily welcomed him into the house, took some melon seeds and peanuts to entertain, and kept asking about Qi Zihuan's current situation in the town.
After chatting for a while, Qi Zihuan asked: "Second grandfather, you had the most contact with my family in the village back then, I want to ask, why did my father leave in the first place?" ”
"Your father?" The second grandfather was stunned when he heard this, wrinkled his face full of years and ravines, and recalled carefully, "Your grandfather refused to say the specific situation, and no one knew about it." In fact, your father was the same as you since he was a child, and he also followed your grandfather to help around, no matter who had some minor illnesses and disasters, he would go to your house to ask for some talisman water, and every time your father was on the side. ”
"Huh? For as long as I can remember, I haven't seen my father touch my grandfather's belongings, what happened next? Qi Zihuan was very surprised, what the second grandfather said could not coincide with the father image in his memory.
"Your father's conversion began when you were born, when your mother was in labor and suddenly had a difficult birth, and died shortly after giving birth to you. For some reason, your father had a big fight with your grandfather over this. Since then, your father has become more and more silent, only turning books all day long, and your grandfather has only done yin things in the dojo since that day and no longer draws talismans to heal diseases. ”
"Do you know where my father went when he left home?"
"Your father was depressed for several years, and then he left suddenly, and no one in the village has seen him again." Speaking of the past, the second grandfather was also a little embarrassed, but the words changed again, "But once I went to your grandfather to gossip, your grandfather was in a good mood that day, and he must have dragged me to drink for half a night, and once told me a sentence about your father between being half drunk or not." ”
"What's the matter?"
"It seems that your father sent a letter home saying that he was doing business in central Hubei at that time. But I also drank too much, and I only had such a general impression, and when I asked your grandfather afterwards, he would never admit it again. ”
Qi Zihuan was silent for a long time, remembering the word "Ezhong" before he asked again: "Second grandfather, do you say that my grandfather's things were really capable of Shintoism?" ”
"No one can say this well, people in the past were superstitious, if you are not seriously ill, even if you don't ask your grandfather for Fu Shui, you will go to the neighboring village to find the goddess. But in my opinion, it does have some effect. The second grandfather peeled the peanuts and said slowly, "But your grandfather is notoriously bold, and there was a time when the ancestral graves were dug up in several nearby villages, and our village was also worried, and in the end your grandfather volunteered to build a shed on the mountain and kept watch for a whole month." ”
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Qi Zihuan ended up sleeping at his second grandfather's house for one night and only returned to the town the next day.
Grandpa has practiced the exercises, which should be true, and the various means should be much richer than his current one. But is there a connection between the mother's death in childbirth and the father's depressed death?
Qi Zihuan thought about it for several days before deciding to put these questions aside for now, and if it was possible to find his father in the future, he would let him explain it in person.
The pace of life in the town is very slow, and the young people will not work too hard once they find a well-fed livelihood, and the elderly and children sit in front of their homes all day long basking in the sun.
Qi Zihuan is the same, he opens the store on time every day on weekdays, occasionally goes to find Ah Fei or Li Lei and them for a small get-together, and then runs next door to watch Xiaoxiao treat animals.
I've been there a lot, but I've seen some doorways.
There are not many people who actually have pets in the town, most of them are bought by single young men when Xiaoxiao first arrived, often starved at home for two days in advance, and then came here with a poor animal that was inevitably a little sluggish.
Xiaoxiao's treatment method is also simple and rude, as soon as he glanced at his heart, he fed some vitamin tablets, and then instructed the black cat to stare at it again, and no matter what animal it was, he immediately became energetic and wanted to run out of the door.
Occasionally, if someone is really sick, Xiaoxiao will gently press his small hand on the animal, and there will be a trace of spiritual power fluctuations between the palms of his hands, and after a while, most of them can be cured.
For Qi Zihuan, Xiaoxiao returned to his previous dark and mysterious appearance, and from time to time he teased him, but he didn't want to go to his house anymore.
As for the beautiful neighbor Gu Yuqin, her attitude towards Qi Zihuan has been much cordier since the last incident, and sometimes she will take the initiative to chat a few words when she meets in the corridor. According to her, she is an online supernatural writer, used to working at night, and during the day she likes to go to the neighborhood to climb mountains and run.
No wonder you dare to live next door to the murderous house. Qi Zihuan's heart was suddenly in his heart.
It turned out to be a ghostwriter.