My aunt certainly didn't want me to go to such a dangerous place.

But I can't do that much.

The grievances of the older generation should be let go, just like grandpa and Xu Tiannan, transferring the hatred to the next generation will only be endless.

Unless one party really kills the other, this can appease the hatred.

But can both towns do that?

After all, there are many people, and if so many people die, the above will also pay attention to it.

If you can't, then why keep the hatred.

For Qinghe, I also fight!

"Xiao Liang, you calm down, don't do things impulsively, Gugou Town is doing a funeral these days, don't go to the mold, even if you go, you should wait for the funeral to pass!"

I saw my aunt's expression become stern, and I began to feel a little weak.

After all, my aunt was never angry with me.

If she does start a fire, I'm afraid my mother won't be able to stop her.

I had no choice but to endure this momentum and agree.

Take another 10,000 steps back and say, people are doing funerals, this is my past, and it is also uncomfortable for both parties.

Perhaps not only will it not solve the contradictions, but they will only deepen them.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

"Rest early, just go out with me tomorrow, and I'll see how you learn."

I tugged at the corners of my mouth.

Is there an assessment for this thing?

After a night of tossing and turning, I finally fell asleep, and the next morning, I woke up refreshed.

My mother prepared a large table of meals, but before I could eat a good bite of the hot meal, my aunt pulled me out.

My aunt doesn't have a shop, it's just a small stall, the same as the fortune teller on the flyover, two pieces at a time.

If Liu Kun knew that he had spent more than a million yuan to ask me to make a move, it would be solved for just two yuan, would he ascend to heaven on the spot?

On the way, through my aunt's story, I also learned why she suddenly picked up the industry again.

Ever since I left that day, the town thought there was such a thing, but my grandfather had left, and they were going to find someone outside.

However, in a town where the Huang family is here, how can it be possible for others to get involved, my aunt directly provoked the girder.

She also knows nothing about "A Dream of Huangliang", but she is also handy with the ordinary demands of the townspeople.

As long as it's not too difficult to dream, she can successfully complete the omen.

I sat with her in the stall.

The streets are full of people coming and going, constantly greeting each other.

"Xiao Liang is back, what about your girlfriend, didn't bring it home this time?"

"I still have to buy groceries at this time, come and show me in the afternoon."

"Master Huang is back! I'll inform them! ”

The familiar scene also made me feel extremely warm.

After sitting all morning, acquaintances came over to chat a few words, and no one was interpreting dreams for the purpose of reading and counting hexagrams.

I was bored on my desk, drowsy.

Just as my aunt was about to take me home for lunch, an old woman came up on crutches step by step.

I know her, married to the Huang of the Tang family.

At that time, the Huang and Tang families were quite harmonious, and there were many people who admired each other, and many of the two families also contributed to a good relationship.

"Little Bell, give me a dream."

She put the two dollars on the table, and my aunt didn't refuse and motioned for me to come.

I gave the old woman a casual look.

The eye sockets are deep, the skin is wrinkled, and there are countless spots on the face.

I guess I'm in my seventies.

Life is actually rare in ancient times, and this old woman is considered to have a long life.

And I didn't see the twilight on her face, I'm afraid it won't be a problem to live another ten years.

It's just that her ears are slightly blue, and she has a "rich bag" on the back of her neck, which is also a lifetime of hard work, and it is estimated that she is still busy even if she dies.

"Grandma, what are you dreaming about?"

The old woman sat down with her crutches in her arms, her eyes foggy.

"Yesterday I dreamed that I was in charge, and he said that he was going to come to see me, and I waited for him, but as soon as I opened the door, a large section of soil buried me directly, and he said that he came to see me in order to take me away, and he was not happy over there."

I frowned.

Generally, most of the relatives are auspicious when they fall into a dream, and they will never hurt their families.

Unless there is a deep grudge against this family.

I suspect that it is the hatred of the Huang and Tang families, which has also spread to the individual family.

"How was your relationship with your wife and your son when she died?"

The old woman said:

"What else can I do, that's it, I have lived without noise for decades, my children and grandchildren are full, and my eldest granddaughter-in-law let him see my great-grandson before he died."

I nodded slightly.

Almost all of those people in that generation were like this, and the days of treating two people were mainly bland.

Blandness is happiness.

It seems that the relationship between the two of them is not bad.

"Grandma, I take the liberty to ask if your wife came out when the two families fought."

"No, we haven't bothered with that since we've been together."

I'm getting to the bottom of my mind.

According to the above dream interpretation chapter of "A Dream of Huangliang".

"Relatives fall into a dream, many are auspicious, reunited in the form of human ghosts, and the family is auspicious. When relatives fall into dreams, the few are murderous, and if they harm others in their dreams, they will suffer. ”

The suffering here refers to the person who died.

I gave the old woman a piece of advice.

Let her go to her wife's grave to see if there is anything unusual, so that the old man will not sleep in peace.

The old woman gave me a suspicious look.

In order to reassure her, I said that I had been waiting here in the afternoon, and if it wasn't for anything that had happened to the tomb, I had another way.

Actually, I hope it's a matter of the tomb, if it weren't for such a trivial matter, then the coffin would have to be opened.

Burying people in loess is also a small omen.

What is the difference between burying others with your own soil and using your own money to help others live?

If you have this kind of dream, it is also likely to be a retaliatory backlash.

Because his soil didn't work, let his wife see how she took care of the tomb.

After the old woman left, my aunt gave me a compliment.

"It's okay, kid, you don't even need to play a hexagram to see that the means are getting more and more powerful."

I waved my hand.

It's just a little dream, it's not a big deal.

As soon as the old woman left, a dark-skinned man came again.

He looked flustered, and his whole body was sluggish.

When I looked from afar, I knew that this man must have seen hell.

"Master Xiao Liang, you can help me tell my fortune."

He pulled out a dozen cash.

I glanced back at my aunt, and she nodded before I took it.

"Tell me, how did you hit the ghost last night?"

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly changed.

"It's amazing! I can see at a glance that I am saved! ”