The great monk did not shirk, bowed his head and thought for a while, and said to Dazhu's daughter-in-law: "According to my calculations, the donor's ancestor should have a son in his life. That is, this house is uninhabitable, and the donor should choose another house. ”

Dazhu's daughter-in-law remembered Mrs. Li's house. He said to the great monk: "There is a ready-made house in the West Hutong, can the master see if he can live?" ”

"Oh? Then you can take me to see it. Dazhu's daughter-in-law led the monk to the house, followed by a large group of neighbors watching the excitement. After opening the courtyard door and coming to the courtyard, the old monk stood still, looked around, and everyone immediately quieted down.

"Donor, is this the only house in your house?" The monk asked. "There's no other house. This house was passed on to my family by an eldest lady of my family. After Dazhu's daughter-in-law said this, she didn't feel a little apprehensive in her heart.

"Oh, I see. This place is not unlivable, wait for the old monk to help you. As the old monk spoke, he took out some cinnabar and rune paper from the monk's robe, melted cinnabar with a bowl of water, and wrote more than a dozen charms. The old monk put the talisman away, pushed it with one hand, and more than a dozen talismans were lined up in a row, forming a Buddhist "swastika", which was slowly printed on the wall of the main house, and disappeared without leaving any trace for a while.

"Hahaha, the donor and the poor monk are fateful, and I still have to repay the kindness of a meal." With a wave of his hand, the remaining cinnabar water in the bowl shot into the walls on both sides of the courtyard gate, which seemed to be a couplet: a meal of vegetarian food is customary, and a son has three years of peace. The couplet flashed a few times, and then disappeared into the earthen wall, leaving no wet marks.

"Let the benefactor do more good deeds, so that he may do it for himself." When the words fell, the old monk had drifted dozens of steps away, and there were a few people who wanted the old monk to take a look at the feng shui of his homestead, where was there still a trace when he was looking for it.

When Dazhu came home, his daughter-in-law was sitting in the courtyard and was distracted. When he saw Dazhu coming back, he immediately grabbed Dazhu, told Dazhu about the adventure in the morning, and wanted to move to Mrs. Li's house immediately. On the way home, Dazhu heard a neighbor tell him about strange things such as an old monk showing his family feng shui; At that time, he was still skeptical, but now seeing his daughter-in-law say this, he feels that this matter will not come out of nowhere, and there must be some arguments that are exquisite. So I agreed to move.

I found a few idlers next door to clean up, helped Dong Nuoxi move around, lit a big red firecracker, and although everyone looked at it with some disdain, they finally settled down in this house.

I don't know if it's because of the old monk's superb mana, since she came to live in this courtyard, Dazhu's daughter-in-law has never felt timid and scared; Eat and sleep well, although it is still flying and domineering, I don't know how to restrain, but my life is going well. A few months have passed, and Dazhu's daughter-in-law is really pregnant. After conceiving in October, she gave birth to a fat boy, and happily kowtowed to the ancestral tablet every day.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is the full moon in early autumn. After a busy day of work and already tired, Dazhu's family coaxed the child to sleep early. In the middle of the night, the moonlight shifted westward, illuminating the house. Dazhu was sleepy, and when he stretched out his arm, he felt a cold and slippery feeling beside him, which did not look like his daughter-in-law's flesh and blood. Awakened in a daze, he rubbed his eyes, looked at it, and was scared into a cold sweat, where was there a daughter-in-law beside him, it was clearly a dry bone, lying flat next to him. Dazhu was so frightened that he couldn't scream, and he couldn't push his hands if he wanted to; In a hurry, he kicked with his foot, only to hear an ouch, his daughter-in-law woke up, and Dazhu also woke up. "Ouch, you bastard, what kind of wind are you smoking, what are you doing kicking my mother in the middle of the night, it hurts me to death......" Dazhu's daughter-in-law was kicked and hurt, and kept moaning and cursing.

"Daughter-in-law, don't worry, I had a dream just now and had hysteria." Dazhu said that he hurriedly came over and rubbed his daughter-in-law's legs.

"What a dream, it's so hard, it hurts me to death."

"A strange dream...... Dazhu muttered in his mouth, but based on the feeling just now, it felt like he was there, not like a dream.

"What rare things did you dream about?" The daughter-in-law asked angrily.

"Well...... nothing."

"It's better to tell the truth-" As soon as Dazhu's daughter-in-law was serious, Dazhu immediately confessed.

"I dreamed of a dry skeleton, and it was left with a skeleton, and it fell asleep next to me." As soon as Dazhu said this, he felt regretful. According to the daughter-in-law's personality, she must have to think about things crookedly again.

"What do you mean, dare to love me as the skeleton?" Sure enough, the daughter-in-law didn't let go when she heard it.

"What, where did I say it, it's just a dream, why should you take it seriously......" Ozu tried to argue.

The moonlight outside the window was obscured by the clouds, and the room was instantly darkened, and a faint light mist wandered in front of the window outside. Dazhu's daughter-in-law saw that the room was suddenly dark, and she was so frightened that she got into the quilt and never dared to open her eyes again.

A few more days passed, and it was July 15. July 15 is also known as the "Midyear Festival", and it is also recognized as the "Ghost Festival". It is said that on this night, the ghosts of hell will be taken out on vacation, and every family will prepare food offerings for these spirits to eat, and those who have died will go to the grave to worship during the day.

Chunling is Mrs. Li's only daughter, so she naturally wants to worship her mother. Lighting incense candles and paper foils, Chunling cried very sadly at her mother's grave. Since Dazhu didn't let Chunling enter the door a few years ago, Chunling knew that people like Shan Ligu and Dazhu couldn't tell any results, so she simply never went to the old house again, never went to the village again, and every time she came, she went to her mother's grave and left.

She heard that Dazhu's family moved into their own house and gave birth to a fat son, and their lives were very nourishing. She was very angry in her heart, complaining that God didn't open his eyes, why did he let the wicked run rampant and the good people were aggrieved.

"Mother, let's let the two of them bluff! They're bullying us! Who gave us this breath......" Chunling cried bitterly for a while, sad for a long time.

But thinking about it, a woman's family couldn't do anything to these two scoundrels, so she had to carry a basket and wipe away with tears. On the lonely grave, a whirlwind floated and swirled for a long time......

Dazhu's daughter-in-law is in a good mood these days, and July 15 happens to be a market, so she specially bought some meat and wrapped dumplings. The wrapped dumplings are placed on the pot paddle, and the pot is neatly stacked. Dazhu's daughter-in-law was afraid that the cat and dog would be recruited, so she put it on the edge of the high vat in the main house.

When the door of the main house to the east is two rooms, the main entrance is a large table of eight immortals, a table is placed, and a painting in the middle hall is hung; There are several large vats in the east room, which are used for grain. Put the dumplings away, turn around and go to the stove room to light the fire. Dazhu took his son and went to the mouth of the alley. Thinking about the situation of the family eating delicious dumplings, Dazhu's daughter-in-law was happy. Yes, if you want a family to have a home, you want a hospital to have a hospital, the son is lively and smart, the man is honest and capable, he doesn't worry about eating and drinking, and he doesn't fall behind in dressing, Dazhu's daughter-in-law feels quite content. Especially in the village, the feeling of trampling others on the soles of her feet made her feel quite cool.

Not long after, the water in the pot boiled, and Dazhu's daughter-in-law went out to the courtyard gate, but she called "Dazhu" twice in her voice, and Dazhu's response came from the mouth of the alley.

"Go to the upper end of the east tank and serve the dumplings, and the next dumplings." As soon as he entered the door, Dazhu heard his daughter-in-law's instructions. "Okay, my son will stand first, play by himself for a while, and eat dumplings for a while." Dazhu put down the son in his arms and busily went to serve dumplings.

"Hey, me, how do you put these dumplings like this? Also play tricks. Dazhu held a pot of dumplings and said with a smile.

"What tricks are you playing?" Dazhu's daughter-in-law doesn't know what's going on yet.

"See for yourself." The pillar stretched out for the daughter-in-law to see for herself. "Hey, what's going on? I put a full pot of rackets, why did I throw so many in the middle. There must be more than a dozen of them. Dazhu's daughter-in-law muttered puzzled.

"The rats took it, right?" Dazhu said suspiciously. "What, the mouse has to be pulled from the side, how can it be pulled from the middle......" Dazhu's daughter-in-law was also a little sad.

"Go to the bottom of the tank and look around, if it has fallen into the ground." Dazhu's daughter-in-law said.

Dazhu handed the dumplings to his daughter-in-law, took out a match, lit a small candle, and went around the vat to check.

"Yes?" Dazhu's daughter-in-law asked.

"No, nothing." The big pillar should arrive.

"You go around and take care of it again and see if there are any."

"I've done it all, no." Dazhu was a little impatient.

"Whatever, if the water is boiling, just make dumplings." Dazhu muttered, blew out the candles, and came to the stove. Lifting the lid of the pot, the water in the pot is rippling and turning flowers in the hot air.

Dazhu's daughter-in-law put the dumplings in the pot. Dazhu served the fire, and the daughter-in-law beat the cold water, stirred the pot, and after a while, the dumplings were cooked.

Dazhu's daughter-in-law first saluted the ancestors of the gods according to the rules, and then served dumplings, called her son, and the family ate them.

After eating for a while, Dazhu suddenly felt a little thirsty, so he went to the pot to fill the dumpling soup. Lifting the lid of the pot, the big pillar took a spoon and stirred it, and under the dim light, I saw that there seemed to be a gray-white thing floating in the pot, and if I looked closely, it didn't look like dumplings.

The big pillar blew hot air, took a closer look at the lamp, and took a closer look, there was a small tail, and a spoon was flipped, and this time it was a little mouse three or four inches long! Da Zhu felt a churn in his stomach, but he endured it and didn't get angry. He turned around and asked his daughter-in-law, "Child, what kind of water do you use to make dumplings?" Did you cover the pot when you boiled it? ”

The daughter-in-law was feeding the child dumplings and replied casually, "What's wrong?" Is the pot dirty or dusty? I have freshly drawn well water, and there are still pots that do not cover the pots. The daughter-in-law felt that Dazhu asked strangely, dropped the chopsticks, and came over to see. Dazhu handed the lamp forward, and said with a gloomy face: "Look at what's in the pot." ”

"What can this be—" Dazhu's daughter-in-law glanced into the pot, and before she finished speaking, her face froze. "How can this be-", Dazhu's daughter-in-law felt a churning in her stomach and vomited on the ground with a "wow". R1058