Liu Ruxiang walked in front, I followed behind her, Leader Zhang and his wife followed, and Dean Chen walked half a step behind Leader Zhang.

Descending the stairs, Liu Ruxiang looked around and chose to be on the edge of a flower bed.

"It's good here. Yes, there is. ”

As soon as the cook-in-law gave me orders, I lowered the wooden bridge.

Liu Ruxiang adjusted the position, then gently shook the bell in her hand, sang a few words in a low voice, and said: "Please step on the wooden bridge and cross the wooden bridge." ”

Liu Ruxiang pointed at Leader Zhang, and he stretched out his foot to step on the wooden bridge, stood on it for about a second or two, and then stepped over with his other foot.

Pretty women followed.

The cooker turned around, gave me a look, and I knew, got up, took the wooden bridge, and went back with a few people.

Liu Ruxiang introduced the next ritual before, and I also knew it in my heart, and I was still responsible for beating the leather drum after I went up.

watched Liu Ruxiang lift a long white cloth, hold one end of the white cloth with two bowls of water, and then pull it all the way, using six chairs as bridge piles, and extending this white cloth bridge to the head of the bed in Leader Zhang's bedroom.

Liu Ruxiang dangled the bell, holding a large handful of flowers cut out of red paper in one hand, and sprinkled on the white cloth bridge as she walked.

Walking all the way to Leader Zhang's room, I inadvertently looked up and found a very interesting photo.

The photo in the frame is a little yellowed and old, in the photo, Zhang is in a suit and leather shoes, and a woman in a red cheongsam is standing next to him.

Looking at the current appearance of Leader Zhang, it can probably be deduced that the photos are at least ten years old. It's just that the identity of the woman in the photo is unclear, maybe it's his ex-wife.

The entire cloth bridge was sprinkled with paper flowers, and Liu Ruxiang asked Zhang to kneel in front of the altar where the portrait of the god was placed, and vigorously pulled the cloth in front of the chest cloth.

Liu Ruxiang sang while spilling the paper flowers in her hand.

After this part was over, a few people came to the coffee table just now.

first took out a bowl and filled it with rice, only to see Liu Ruxiang backhand buckled upside down on the coffee table, and not a single grain leaked out.

The bottom of the rice bowl is facing up, and an egg is placed on the base.

At this time, Liu Ruxiang took out a dog's tail straw pole that she had just picked on the side of the road downstairs, as well as two small paper figures.

This paper figure has two colors, the red one is called the red boy, the white one is called the white boy, the appearance is the same, it is cut out of red and white paper, I will give you a general description: the boy has two feet and toes outward, has a head and ears, the facial features are drawn on the paper, the palms of the two hands are connected together, placed on the top of the head, the overall image of the head is small and the body is large.

The Master took the two boys, hung them on both ends of the straw poles, and then placed the straw poles right on the smooth eggs.

I stared at the red boy closely.

His eyes, nose, and mouth were all drawn by Liu Ruxiang with a black pen, but his appearance was so real, and even when he looked up at Leader Zhang, he felt a little like him.

The paper figure swayed on the straw pole, as if he was cheering and jumping, the corners of his mouth were raised, he was laughing, and the eyes dotted out of black ink seemed to be staring at me, and the more he looked at it, the more interesting he became.

Liu Ruxiang coughed lightly, slowly turned the straw pole, and with the two red and white boys, they were also flying up and down.

"Woman, you sit here, what I will say later, you just listen and do it, don't hesitate."

"Good master."

Liu Ruxiang looked at the straw pole and gently fanned a gust of wind with her hand to keep the two paper figures spinning.

"Woman, if you look at the current bowl and the position of this egg, you must remember it clearly and keep it in your heart."

"Okay."

After a while.

"Do you remember?"

"Well, I remember."

"Okay, now you close your eyes. These two straw men are spinning, and immediately I will say the word 'raw', and when you hear it, don't hesitate to immediately reach out and grab one hand, whichever hand will do. After you catch it, you can't open your eyes, no matter what you catch, I said you can open your eyes, you can open them. ”

The beautiful woman closed her eyes and nodded, "I understand." ”

"Okay."

Liu Ruxiang held her breath and stared, her eyes staring at the two little paper figures on the straw pole, watching them spin leisurely.

After a while, Liu Ruxiang saw the opportunity, and just as the red boy was about to turn around, she immediately opened her mouth and shouted, "Raw!" ”

The beautiful woman stretched out her hand instantly, but her body didn't know what was wrong, as if she was pushed so violently by a big hand that she had not been able to see, and the posture of her arm was crooked, and she grabbed a handful of air directly in her palm, and there was nothing.

She still clenched her palms tightly and didn't put them down.

"You haven't caught anything, don't open your eyes, sit down again, do it again, wait for me to say."

The beautiful woman let go of her hand and relaxed her body again.

"You remember, where is that bowl, where is that egg? Recall it in your mind. ”

Liu Ruxiang fanned the wind, and after a while, the red and white boy turned again.

She saw that the timing was almost there, and immediately blurted out: "Raw!" ”

The beautiful woman stretched out her hand, and between the lightning and flint, the white boy shook it, as if she had been pushed by someone and crashed directly into her big hand.

She clenched tightly, her arms shaking from grasping something.

"Nope." Liu Ruxiang frowned and asked the beautiful woman to let go of her hand again.

Due to the interference of external forces, the straw pole fell to the ground.

Looking at the wrinkled white boy, a look of anger appeared on Liu Ruxiang's face.

She put the white boy paper figure on the coffee table and smoothed it, and even got up and went directly to the side to pick up the short sword, aimed at the white boy's paper-cut head, and stabbed two or three small eyes on it.

Putting down the short sword, Liu Ruxiang snorted coldly, hung the red and white boys on the straw pole again, and then put them on the eggs, gently fanning the wind to make him turn.

We've already failed twice, and we've all calmed down to see if we can succeed this time.

In this ritual, the white boy represents the sycamore flower, and if you catch this, you will be born with a girl.

The red boy represents the red flower, and if you catch it, you can give birth to a male baby.

Liu Ruxiang picked the time, and then shouted again: "Raw! ”

The beautiful woman stretched out her hand at this time, grabbed it forward, and just touched the red boy who had just turned around.

"Okay, it's the Red Boy."

Liu Ruxiang took down the straw pole so that the beautiful woman could open her eyes.

"Did it work?"

"Well, it's okay, give me the paper figure in your hand."

Liu Ruxiang took the red paper figure, put it in front of the portrait of the god and bowed, and then sang the scriptures of Shigong, put it on the candle flame and burned it, and then put it on the table.

"Woman, if you want to have a boy in the next child, you remember ......"