Agnes was walking with a lamp, and she saw a low courtyard in front of her, and in front of the courtyard there was a red round lantern, the lantern was on, and the courtyard door was gently closed, and the lights in the courtyard could be seen in the north and east.

That should be the upper room and the kitchen. Agnes suddenly remembered.

Agnes gently pushed open the courtyard door, and the wooden courtyard door creaked, breaking the silence. As if something had been turned on, bursts of laughter came from the upper room and the kitchen.

As if attracted by something, Agnes walked up to the room. She lifted the curtain on the upper room and looked inside.

Straight up, it's a large room. In the middle of the room is a painting of mountains and rivers in the middle hall and couplets on both sides, the couplet reads, "Things can be content and comfortable, and people are self-exalted without seeking quality." Below is a solid wood table, in the center of the table is a larger tablet with the words "Therefore Xianzu Examination Zhang Gongzhi Baoshu Spiritual Position", and there are two slightly smaller tablets next to it, one is written "First Examination Zhang Gongzhi Zhilu Spiritual Position", and the other is written "Xianyan Zhang Tairu Lady Name Lingfang Tablet". In front of the tablet is a black-and-white photograph of a middle-aged man with long braids, a watermelon hat, and a robe. He sat on the Taishi chair and looked out of the photo with a serious face. Not far in front of the photograph are three sticks of incense, and gray smoke wafts upward.

"Hye-jin is back."

Agnes saw several people gathered around the coffee table on her right, and several plates of dishes were placed on it. The dish was obviously freshly served, with the must-have meatballs, roller blinds and crispy meat, as well as steamed pig's trotters, lamb bones and Angnes' favorite stir-fried calf, as well as cold bean sprouts and sour cabbage with a hint of crushed ice. Sitting at the coffee table, the third uncle waved to her very happily.

"Well, it's back. What about Yueyue? ”

"Yueyue went to the kitchen, saying that she wanted to help make 'red and white noodles'." The third uncle said with a smile.

"It's still called 'red and white noodles', why hasn't it changed yet?" The second aunt next to her smiled.

"yes, it hasn't changed."

Agnes remembered that this was because Yueyue had been very scared when she heard the name "blood noodles" when she was a child, saying that she was determined not to eat blood noodles, and every time she made "blood noodles" when her grandmother was still there, she lied to her that she was doing "red and white noodles".

Agnes saw the curtain on the door being raised, and her sister-in-law walked in with a tray.

"Yo, Hye-jin is back." The sister-in-law smiled.

Agnes took the tray from her sister-in-law's hand and helped place the three bowls of blood noodles on the coffee table.

"Well, I'm back."

"Tell your grandpa and your dad that they're ready to eat, and they should be in the room on the west side." The sister-in-law said casually.

Agnes nodded, put down the tray and walked out of the large room in the middle. She heard her sister-in-law scolding her second aunt and third uncle with a smile: "You are like relatives, you don't even know how to serve food." ”

The second aunt smiled: "Okay, okay, I'll go." ”

Agnes walked to the door of the room to the west, and she heard her grandfather's voice in the room.

"When I was born, even if I lived Huizhen's life, the hexagram shows that she is endowed with intelligence, generosity and kindness, but she is also prone to trust her own judgment too much, make her own opinions, and ignore the feelings of others. Now it seems to be about the same as I did. "It's Grandpa's calm voice.

"Wouldn't that be nice?" This is the voice of the father.

"That's good." Grandpa seemed to repeat the phrase with some sighs, and could hear what sounded like a wooden cane hitting the ground.

"It's good to have this kind of character when her mother Xue Yuan is still alive now, and you're still alive, father." Father said abruptly.

"yes, at least I'm alive." Grandpa's voice seemed a little ethereal.

Agnes hesitated and knocked on the door. There was silence in the room, and after about a second or two, Grandpa's voice came.

"Who?"

"It's me, Hye-jin. My sister-in-law asked me to call you to dinner. Agnes replied.

"Oh, Huizhen. Okay, your dad and I will be right here. Grandpa replied.

Agnes walked out of the upper room and into the kitchen. As soon as I opened and closed my eyes in a trance, I saw that my grandmother was preparing to scoop out bowls of mutton soup from the pot. Agnes picked up a tray from the table and put a bowl of mutton soup, a plate of vegetables, a bowl of rice, and a pair of chopsticks on it.

"Can Hye-jin hold it?" Grandma put another glass of liquor on the tray and turned to ask.

"Yes." Agnes replied that she found herself as tall as her skinny grandmother.

"Okay, be careful." Grandma helped Agnes open the kitchen curtains, and Agnes walked out.

I don't know when there was a mourning music in the courtyard, and the people who knelt in the courtyard were all wearing white mourning clothes in the front half of the courtyard, and most of the people in the second half of the courtyard were people who were not wearing mourning clothes but wearing white silk flowers. She saw her grandfather in the middle of the front, dressed in a white mourning gown, and a piece of woven burlap hung down from the front of the hat of the mourning gown, covering half of his face. Next to him are the second, third, fourth, and fifth masters, and behind him are the grandmothers who don't know when they arrived in the team, and the wives and aunts of several grandfathers.

Agnes stepped forward with a tray, and her grandfather put a few pieces of paper money in the brazier, picked up the wine glass in the tray, poured it into an arc in front of the brazier, and then placed the food and soup in the tray on the table in turn, and picked up the chopsticks and stuck them on the rice.

"Today's dinner, my father eats and drinks well." Grandpa whispered.

Agnes saw the grandmother kneeling behind her crying silently, but she didn't cry out loud.

"The wind blows paper money in the wilderness, and the ancient tombs are full of spring grass and green. The pear blossoms reflect the poplar trees, which is a place of separation between life and death. Agnes faintly heard a female voice singing in her ear.

Grandpa threw a few more pieces of paper money in the brazier, and led the people in the yard to kowtow a few times to the table, and then most of the people in the yard walked out, and Agnes knew that a shed had been set up in the open space outside the yard for them to eat.

Agnes didn't go outside the courtyard, she turned and walked into the upper room. The upper room was converted into a mourning hall, and the table was moved to the middle of the room, on which incense candles and spirit tablets were placed. The spirit flag was high enough to block the things behind the table, but Agnes knew that there was Grandpa's crystal coffin. Several futons are placed on either side of the table. In the north corner of the room was a futon and a low table with a small enamel plate and a stack of paper cut into the shape of banknotes, with bright red ink, thick layers of red gauze, and a rectangular seal on the gauze. This is what is used to print paper money.

Agnes walked over to the low table and sat down on her knees, picked up the seal and printed some paper money on the paper, and placed it in the cardboard box next to the low table. She lifted her neck slightly, her eyes drawn to a black object beneath the crystal coffin.

Agnes stood up and approached the crystal coffin, taking a closer look at what was beneath it. It was a black tile, with a yellow sheet of paper pressed underneath, and on the paper were drawn with bright red lines in strange words that seemed to understand the hidden meaning. The tiles covered most of the paper, leaving only a corner, and Agnes didn't touch it, but looked at it carefully, discerning the meaning of the words on it.

"It's a charm." Grandpa's voice came from behind Agnes.

Agnes straightened and turned away. Grandpa stood at the low table and smiled, pulled over a futon, pushed aside the enamel dish and seal, took a pencil out of his pocket, wrote a line on the paper and handed it to Agnes.

Agnes took the paper and looked at it carefully, and there was a line and a symbol on it that seemed to be a kind of writing.

"Recognized? Then read it. ”

Agnes hesitated for a moment, then read it softly.

"Wisdom goes back and forth to the quiet road, and the true spirit enters and exits the mysterious door." The pronunciation and tone of these words are completely different from what you normally would.

The color of the mourning hall in front of me suddenly dimmed, as if the photograph was fading. Agnes subconsciously reached out and grabbed her grandfather's hand, but her grandfather did not resist and let Agnes pull it.

The darkness gradually soaked all around, and Agnes was stunned to see that her grandfather was also gradually soaked in the darkness, and the grandfather smiled helplessly. She let go of her hand holding her grandfather, and his figure gradually dimmed, and grandpa raised his left hand and gently rubbed Agnes's hair, and then the mourning hall in front of her shattered and disappeared like a mirror.