After coming back, she put a bath towel on the mat, Tang Ziyi lay down peacefully, thinking that her stomach didn't hurt anymore, and she should be able to sleep comfortably at night, but she didn't think that she would lie on the bed, turn over after a while, and turn over again after a while.

Ma Guocai couldn't sleep all of a sudden because of her, and asked in a low voice, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore. Tang Ziyi said.

"Then why are you still tossing and turning?" asked Ma Guocai strangely.

Tang Ziyi said very unhappily: "You try to clamp a piece of things below to see if you can fall asleep." ”

Uh, sleep sleep.......

..........

Although it has only been a week or two since I left home, when I returned home, although my family was still the same as usual on the surface, what should I do, I couldn't hide the sadness in my heart.

Distribute the gifts that Tang's mother gave to everyone, and the family said that the mother-in-law was too polite, and it seemed very generous to buy so many things. Grandpa was lying on the bed, and he was also happy. The family thinks that he has found a rich and generous in-law, and his daughter-in-law is also beautiful, which is full of blessings to him.

At this time, Ma Guocai suddenly understood a sentence in his heart, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read. Who understands the depression in his heart? He doesn't want to get married, but he must have such a marriage to make up for his grandfather's regrets.

Looking at the once sturdy grandfather, now he is bedridden, and he eats and goes to the toilet on weekdays, all in the same room.

In the past, every time I came back, my grandfather would always ask questions, but this time he could only say one or two sentences, and then he lost his energy, so he could only listen there, sighing. The whole family is doing their best to take care of him, and every day a family member takes turns to accompany him in bed, and he can get something to eat. But every time I only ate a little bit, I couldn't eat anymore.

As the eldest grandson of the family, the two uncles would always tell him that he would be more sensible in the future, and he would get married, and he would be an adult, and it was time to be governor. Occasionally talking about grandpa, I can't help but have red eyes.

In fact, there are times in his heart, like a stone pressing on his heart, making him breathless. There are many things that cannot be chosen, but they must be faced.

In the evening, a Taoist priest came to the house, and he was a Taoist priest! In these ten miles and eight towns, he drove away ghosts and warded off evil spirits, and asked God for divination, all of whom were famous figures. When I was very young, I heard of his name, his surname was Zhang, and I didn't know what the specific name was, so they all called him Master Zhang.

After asking my father, I found out that I had invited my grandfather to pray for blessings and cure his illness. Of course, everyone in the family understands that this is not really to cure the cancer, but just to do their best, with a very small hope, hoping for a miracle.

Speaking of which, it's really hard to talk about Taoist priests, but there are indeed some strange things, but I heard my grandmother and father talk about one thing. It was about the grandmother, who was not a relative, but the wife whom the great-grandfather later married, and who did not stay with them, but was raised by her and the two sons born to the great-grandfather.

I remember that when he was about seven or eight years old, he was already bedridden, and he could still speak at first, and he could hear it when he spoke loudly, and then he didn't know when he started, his eyes couldn't see, and his ears couldn't hear, so he just lay in bed like this, and this lie was more than ten years.

In the past ten years, his hair has changed from gray to black. He didn't die until two years ago, and before he died, he heard that he hadn't eaten anything for fifteen days, so he drank some water. It's just lying in bed and dying of breath, and it's very painful.

Later, my father saw that my grandmother had a talisman hanging around her neck, so he ripped it off and burned it, and my grandmother died. It is said that this talisman is at least thirty or forty years old, and it has always been hanging around the neck.

Whether it's because of this talisman that makes her angry, or because of a coincidence, no one can say. Anyway, in the countryside, from the mouths of the elderly, you can always hear some strange rumors. Therefore, many things, people in the countryside have the mentality of believing in others and not believing in nothing.

In the evening, the family revolved around Master Zhang, and most of the time, they listened to him brag, saying that he used to go to Hong Kong, go abroad, what kind of reception, what scenery, and so on.

When the family mentioned Grandpa's illness, Master Zhang just told the truth, not like a liar, after all, they are all from the same township, and they just said that after the practice of praying for blessings, it may be that the old man can live a little longer, and it cannot be used for treatment.

When Ma Guocai heard this, he felt that it might be a psychological suggestion in modern medicine, to give everyone and patients a hint, so that their belief in living is stronger. In modern medicine, faith seems to be able to bring some miracles.

He stayed aside, purely as an audience, he just wanted to see if this Master Zhang really had the ability. Waiting, waiting, waiting, until the twelve bells, Master Zhang took out the brush to draw the talisman.

First drew a talisman, which was a Taiji diagram, and then he couldn't understand some of the following things. After drawing the talisman, he went outside the hall, lit incense and burned paper money, and held the burning money paper in his hand, as if he was drawing a talisman in the air.

After burning the paper money, he put it in line with the palm of his hand, and said: "Please Sun God Baojun Moral Tianzun Mixed Yuan God, please Zhengyi Xuan Shen Jing Ying Bless Zhenjun......... Haste as a law"

Ma Guocai began to understand a few words of the mantra, as if he had invited all the famous gods in the sky, and the latter ones basically made him hear them in a fog.

In order to see if Master Zhang is really capable, Ma Guocai has been observing with his divine sense. But he found that when he said these names, there would be a faint fluctuation in the air, like a breeze, and then there would be no more sound.

The family watched from the sidelines, and finally Master Zhang boiled the talisman paper in his hand in a bowl of water, and then took the water to his grandfather who was lying in the room and drank it.

Ma Guocai sensed in the divine thought, in that bowl of water, there seems to be a very thin layer of energy in the water, so weak that he can't sense it, in the divine thought, the energy in this bowl of water, there is not a trace of the combination of heaven and earth that is restrained every morning, but the interest of this energy is different, in the feeling of divine thought, clearly and obviously feel the breath of prayer and wish, this energy seems to carry such a will.

Is there really an immortal? Or is it the mantra that Master Zhang recited that is useful? He couldn't figure it out, and now he wanted more and more to find a master as soon as possible and systematically study Taoist things. But then again, this master Zhang still seems to have some ability, no wonder he is so famous in the township.

After everything was done, Master Zhang returned to the hall, received the red envelope from his family, and then left on his motorcycle.

At this time, it was almost past one o'clock in the middle of the night, and the family went back to rest afterwards.

Ma Guocai looked at his grandfather who drank Fu Shui, and it didn't seem to be improving. couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, he really appeared as a fairy. Hey, it's good to have a god manifestation!