Chapter 228: Communication

It was noon, and I sat on the edge of the mourning hall, thinking about resting for a while.

But a gust of wind blew on the root of my ear from time to time.

The cold feeling made me uncomfortable.

Looking back, in addition to the heirs of the Jiang family who were burning paper, there was Jiang Ye's coffin in the mourning hall.

Obviously, this is blowing on me, nine times out of ten it is Jiang Ye.

I didn't open my eyes, I couldn't see him.

But he's blowing at me all the time, and he's looking for something to do with me.

I opened my eyes too much last night, and I didn't rest well, and my eyes are still dry and uncomfortable.

But I can't, I can only open my eyes and see.

What is this Jiang Ye looking for me!

Thinking of this, I whispered;

"Master Jiang, don't blow it, you wait for me to open my eyes."

As soon as the words fell, the cool feeling of blowing disappeared at this time.

I walked over to the kit and took out the cow's tears soaked in the Seven Star Grass.

Sprayed on the eyelids and wiped lightly with your fingers.

The coldness hit, and soon the eyes of the earth and heaven opened.

After opening the eyes, there was not much change in the mourning hall.

It's just that there are more people in the field of vision.

It's none other than Jiang Ye who wears a good shroud.

Jiang Ye was standing opposite me at this time, saw me open his eyes, and smiled at me:

"Hey, hey, little continued!"

I saw Jiang Ye smiling at me, I couldn't cry or laugh:

"Master Jiang, what are you doing here?

I opened my eyes once, and it consumed a lot of me.

You know, I didn't sleep all night last night, and now I'm sleepy. ”

Jiang Ye was wearing a brown shroud and a bowler hat.

is the same as last night, looking obviously "spiritual" a lot.

But Jiang Ye immediately showed a hint of worry.

He pulled the sleeve of his shroud with his hand and said:

"Xiao continued! Look at my shroud, isn't it too ugly? ”

"It's okay! That's how the dead are dressed. ”

I spoke.

When you open your eyes, you ask me if my clothes look good?

Does this make me laugh and cry a little?

But Jiang Ye was not very satisfied:

"No, I don't like that.

Xiao Xu, you go and tell my son.

Take out the old military uniform in which I beat the monkeys of the South Seas and put it on for me.

This shroud is too cheesy.

Now I'm going down to meet my comrades, and I'm going to have to dress formally. ”

When I heard this, I was a little careless for a second, and I was in awe at this moment.

Somewhat surprised:

"Jiang Ye, you have also been a soldier and fought Nanyang monkeys?"

Although we are in the same village, I don't have much contact with Jiang Ye.

Before Jiang Ye's death, he was low-key.

What he did when he was younger, I naturally don't know.

Jiang Ye was in awe when he saw me, and laughed out loud:

"Of course, that's all my youth!

It's a pity that several brothers didn't come back.

Okay now, I'm going down too.

I feel like it might be better to wear a military uniform.

The clothes were in my room, in the mezzanine box of the old cupboard.

I just don't know if they have been reincarnated, and if they can see each other again. ”

After speaking, Jiang Ye's gray eyes had more expectations.

I have admired soldiers since I was very young, and I have even more respect for those soldiers of the older generation who shed their blood for the country.

Seeing that Jiang Ye wanted to go down in a military uniform, I didn't hesitate, and immediately nodded:

"Okay Jiang Ye, I'll convey it immediately and replace it for you immediately."

After that, I'm going to find Jiang Ye's son, Jiang Dashan.

But Jiang Ye stopped me again:

"Slow down, slow down."

"Jiang Ye, what else do you have to order?"

My attitude towards Jiang Ye is also a lot more humble and respectful.

Jiang Ye licked his lips:

"That little continuation! I was addicted to cigarettes and alcohol, and if you look at the spiritual table, there was just a little bit of wine, and I had already drunk it.

There was no cigarette, and after smoking incense all morning, I was about to inhale.

Give me some leaf cigarettes, strong enough.

Also, I want shochu from the Majia Distillery in town.

Ask my son not to give me Moutai, I can't get used to it. ”

Listening to Jiang Ye's request, I smiled:

"Okay Jiang Ye, I'll do it for you immediately."

Jiang Ye also smiled and nodded.

But at this time, a little girl of five or six years old came over.

She tilted her head and looked at me strangely:

"Big brother, are you talking to my ancestor?"

The little girl is Jiang Ye's great-granddaughter.

Seeing this, Jiang Ye instantly showed a look of love.

"Oops, isn't this my little great-grandson! You've come to see Zuzu too! Come and give your ancestors a hug. ”

After saying that, Jiang Ye wanted to hug the little girl.

As soon as the hand touched her, it pierced directly.

Jiang Ye showed helplessness.

Sigh and stand aside.

That's it when you die, except for being able to communicate with people like us.

has already cut off contact with the people of the Yang world.

But the little girl looked strangely to the left and right, and then to me and said:

"Big brother, have you seen Zuzu?"

I nodded:

"Yes! If you have anything to say to your ancestors, just say it! He can hear it! ”

I touched the little girl's head.

The little girl also said "oh" very seriously.

Then he ran to Jiang Ye's coffin, and said to the coffin in front of several relatives of the Jiang family who burned paper:

"Zuzu, Dad spanked me just now, and Grandpa still said that I wouldn't let me play with my mobile phone......"

I listened to it and felt that this little girl was very cute.

It's just to complain to Jiang Ye.

And she may not know that Jiang Ye is standing behind her.

At this time, I heard the little girl's complaint, and she was hurting and loving, and she was arguing.

But what he said could not be heard by anyone but me.

I turned around and left the mourning hall and found Jiang Dashan outside.

"Uncle Jiang!"

When Jiang Dashan saw me coming, he looked solemn:

"Eh, little continued!"

"That's Uncle Jiang, I communicated with Jiang Ye just now.

Uncle Jiang said that he wanted to wear the uniform he had when he was a soldier.

When you go down to meet your comrades, be more formal. ”

I spoke truthfully.

As a result, as soon as these words came out, Jiang Ye was directly stunned.

Several Jiang family relatives standing next to them were also stunned.

After a while, Jiang Dashan spoke:

"My dad, my dad is going to wear a military uniform?

But, but I'm at home, I haven't seen it, I don't know where it is? ”

"Brother Dashan, our uncle, did you really serve as a soldier before?"

"No, it won't! Mr. Li, can you communicate with the dead? ”

“……”

Several people present looked at me in surprise.

I nodded;

"Isn't it normal to be able to do our job and communicate with the dead?

By the way, Uncle Jiang, Jiang Ye said that his clothes are in the mezzanine box of the old cabinet in his room, you should look for them.

What's more, Jiang Ye said that he wanted to drink the soju from the Majia Distillery in the town, and he didn't like the Moutai you offered.

He also wanted to smoke, smoke leaf cigarettes, and the other cigarettes were tasteless. ”

I will truthfully relay Jiang Ye's words.

After listening to this, everyone in the audience was numb.

In their lives, there are dozens or hundreds of white things they have seen and experienced.

But I've never seen that Mr. Bai Shi, who communicates with the dead directly in the mourning hall.

also directly paraphrased the words of the deceased.

One by one, they were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

Jiang Dashan also took a few breaths, his eyes widened, and he stammered:

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll look in the closet!"

After speaking, under the gaze of several people, he ran into the house......