Grandpa's whole person suddenly became sluggish, and Equestria became worried when he saw this, but now in broad daylight, there is no yin qi to supplement grandpa, and he doesn't know what to do for a while. Seeing my grandfather move weakly into the house, as if he would be blown away by a gust of wind at any time, my heart became even more worried.

Grandpa finally moved to the table where there was a trace of green smoke, and suddenly he didn't move. Ma Guocai asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you, why don't you move?"

Grandpa said after a while: "Well, it's much more comfortable now, I really thought I was going to die again." ”

Looking at the green smoke on the curling incense candle passing through the soul of the grandfather, it seemed that the grandfather had settled down a lot at this time, and thought, could it be that the incense candle really has the effect of stabilizing the soul?

At this time, the family members are getting up one after another, I'm afraid everyone hasn't slept soundly all night, the first time I saw my father in the morning, I found that he was haggard a lot, and his eyes seemed to have not slept well, and a little red. Yes, who can be safe!

Equestrian was not as sad as before, and there was a vague expectation in his heart, but what needed to be done still had to be done. Seeing the sad appearance of his family, Ma Guocai wanted to tell them that his grandfather's soul was here, but now that there were many people in the family, he could only find a time when there were no outsiders and tell them again. Soon after, the two younger sisters who were studying outside came back, and when they saw their dead grandfather, they couldn't stop their tears from falling.

Of the three grandchildren, grandfather liked him the most. The most painful, is the eldest sister Ma Wenjing, she is the most pitiful one, his parents divorced when he was more than nine years old, custody is owned by the uncle, the uncle began to live a chaotic life in the first few years, anyway, in his memory, the uncle changed women at least five or six, the youngest one, actually a girl in the second grade of junior high school, he was in the third year of junior high school! I don't know how the uncle got started, he was the most uneducated in the family, he grew up watching cows, but he can pull his mouth the most, and the woman is the best. As for the youngest sister Ma Wenyue, she should be the happiest and most stress-free, and she has just entered junior high school now.

At noon, Tang Ziyi arrived, and Tang's mother came with her, but I didn't expect that Wang Qian also came, and I haven't seen her for almost half a year, but nothing has changed, and she still has short spiritual hair, so beautiful.

The father greeted him, nodded at the three of them, the corners of his mouth moved, and he wanted to smile, but in the end he couldn't show it, and said, "You are all here, come in and sit!"

After Tang Ziyi saw him, she quickly walked up to him in a few steps, gave him a hug tightly, patted him on the back, and said, "Don't be too sad, I think grandpa also wants the family to be happy." ”

Ma Guocai snorted, the most in my heart now may still be sad, people still can't escape life, old age, sickness and death after all.

"Ponies. Wang Qian called lightly, opened her mouth, was silent for a while, and finally said, "You're okay!"

Ma Guocai let go of Tang Ziyi, nodded at Wang Qian, and said, "Go in!"

took Tang Ziyi and Wang Qian to the mourning hall, and not long after the mourning hall was arranged, there was a snakeskin bag for millet on the ground. Tang Ziyi and Wang Qian did not dislike the dirty ground, and bowed and kowtowed together.

Grandpa was floating beside him at this time, smoking incense, looking at Tang Ziyi, and said to Tang Ziyi: "Oh, Xiao Tang is also here, Guocai, why do you let the two of them kneel, hurry up and let them get up!"

Ma Guocai glared at his grandfather, then turned his head sideways to ignore him. Now grandpa can only communicate with him, so as long as he stays in the mourning hall, the words in his mouth will be endless, not urging him, quickly tell the family about his still there, don't make everyone so sad, just tell him that he should have a great-grandson as soon as possible and so on. The nagging in your ear is endless, which reminds him of Sun Wukong's long-winded description of Tang Seng in Journey to the West, a hundred flies buzz wow buzz...... The most depressing thing is that he is your grandfather, you can't do anything yet! I was still a little sad, after all, I was dead. But now, hey!

Today is just preparations, tomorrow is the night (the night before the burial), the Taoist priest will come in the evening, and when he comes in the afternoon, he will just hang up his things and make some preparations. Nowadays, there is no particular thing in the countryside about people dying and staying at home for seven days.

Ma Guocai has also been busy, because he has a car at home, and he needs to go out to buy anything, and he has to help the family move things and other trivial things, before going out, he has to quietly explain to his grandfather, and tell him not to go out and run around, just stay in the mourning hall, after all, he is very familiar with ghosts, and he is afraid that something will happen. When I came back from my busy work, I first had to go to see if my grandfather was okay in the mourning hall.

In a day, there was not much time to greet Tang Ziyi and Wang Qian. Occasionally, when the two girls saw him idle, they came to talk to him and comfort him.

In the evening, the Taoist priest came. These traditional Taoist priests in the township are basically a combination of Buddhism and Taoism now, and they seem to be wearing Taoist clothes, but when Ma Guo has time to read the scriptures, they are basically Buddhist scriptures, just playing, but they are Taoist music.

At first, it was a slightly younger Taoist priest who was chanting the scriptures, and Ma Guocai had been paying attention to his grandfather's state, if he was exceeded, it would be troublesome. Fortunately, I didn't seem to react to my grandfather. At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the Taoist priest in the same village, less than 500 meters away from his house, was chanting the scriptures.

Although he read it in a daze, he didn't know what he was reading, but Ma Guo realized that his grandfather's state seemed to be a little wrong, and the whole person seemed to be a little dizzy, and immediately said to his grandfather's side, and shouted in a low voice: "Boom, what's wrong with you?"

When Grandpa heard the shouting at this time, he cheered up a little and said, "I don't know why, I want to sleep when I listen to Daoist Fu chanting." ”

Ma Guocai felt that this was definitely not a good sign, it seemed that the Taoist priest still had some ability to recite the scriptures, and hurriedly said: "What I told you last night, calm your mind and stop thinking, keep your mind, just want you to concentrate, don't be affected by the scriptures, and then you may be so confused and overwhelmed." ”

"Then what should I do!" Grandpa also panicked, and said, "Otherwise, you tell Daoist Fu to stop reading, and quickly let him go home and sleep." ”

...... Ma Guocai ran outside the house, and finally collected a trace of feminine energy with his divine thoughts, and brought it in, signaling his grandfather to swallow it quickly and see how it was.

After Grandpa swallowed what he said, he was really much more energetic and no longer affected by the Taoist scriptures. Ma Guocai also breathed a sigh of relief, stayed in the mourning hall, and began to pay attention to the arrival of the Qi Fu Daoist.

Ma Guocai carefully observed and found that the Fu Taoist priest was chanting the scriptures, and he seemed to be confused, but the whole person seemed to be concentrated in the scriptures, and was not affected by the outside world, even if he passed by the Fu Taoist priest and picked up other scriptures next to him to look at them, the Fu Taoist priest did not look at him, but just read according to the scriptures.

Fortunately, this chanting is not continuous

It wasn't until about one o'clock in the evening that several Taoist priests left one after another.

Ma Guocai offered him to continue the vigil, and at this time, his mother, aunt and other female relatives were asleep, and only him, his uncle, father and grandmother were left in the mourning hall. Seeing that there were no outsiders, he immediately stopped his father and said, "Dad, uncle, I have something important to tell you." ”