Moving the Grave (7)

"That money, I touched Widow Liu's place yesterday and was blackmailed!" The old scholar said with an annoyed look on his face. As he spoke, he even put his hand to his nose and sniffed it.

"Holy crap, you're almost a hundred years old and you still think about that!" I was so drunk that I took out three hundred yuan from my pocket and handed it to him, saying, "I don't have much money left, so save some money."

, if you don’t have enough, ask me to get it!”

The old scholar took the money, looked serious, and said cautiously: "I will definitely not let you down."

I was a little puzzled and just casually said, why is the old scholar so cautious? However, I didn't think too much and walked out, planning to go to the town to buy some things for moving the tomb.

I took 2,000 yuan from my father, rented a motorcycle, and walked around the town for a long time. I finally got the things needed to move the tomb. I went to the hospital again and asked about Fatty Guo’s condition.

I asked Fatty Guo to carry the coffin at my house in a few days and asked Fatty Guo to carry the coffin. As an old saying goes, more meat means more money and more blessings, so I decided to let him go.

When he heard this, his expression became very fast and he said, "Who died?"

If I hadn't seen that he was injured, I really wanted to kick him a few times. I said angrily: "There is a problem with my grandfather's tomb when moving the grave. After choosing the auspicious day of the zodiac, you can come and help!"

He took a breath and agreed readily. Then, we chatted about Cheng Xiaocheng for a while, and his tone was a little unhappy, "That green tea lady, insulted you like that back then, do you still care so much about her life and death?"

"She is heartless, and I cannot be unjust. What's more, this is a human life. You can go to our school tomorrow and ask about it! After all, Cheng Xiaocheng is also my first love. I don't want anything to happen to her." I said in a very calm tone.

I nodded, not in the mood to talk.

"While you were in town, the old scholar had already chosen his day and found a new grave!" his father said unhappily.

"Have you forgotten what I said when I took the money? This is not considered a violation!" The old scholar smiled mysteriously and stopped talking. He sat next to his father and took a leisurely sip of tea, while still letting out a "chirp".

the sound of.

I shook my head and walked out of Fatty Guo's ward. I happened to meet Zhang Yuanyuan walking towards the opposite side. I said hello with a smile and said, "Little nurse, don't lead my brother into trouble."

As soon as I entered the door, I threw my things into the room and saw my father, Joyce, and the old scholar sitting together, chatting about something, and occasionally bursting into laughter. I really couldn't figure out how heavy it was to move a tomb.

Topic, but still laugh out loud.

I was a little stunned. What about a Wong Ka-Kui tape? It wasn’t until many years later that I understood why she took such initiative in the first place. Every woman has an idol buried deep in her heart, and Joyce

Her idol is Wong Ka Kui, and it has never changed. She only listens to Wong Ka Kui's songs. She can listen to a song thousands of times without getting bored at all.

"What are you two talking about? Why can't I understand?" Joyce interjected next to her.

Before she could get angry, I ran away with a whoosh. I really couldn't afford to offend such strange creatures like women. I was a little confused when I thought that there was Joyce at home. She stayed at my house and refused to leave.

How many does it mean?

After walking around the town again, Joyce seemed to like Huang Jiaju's songs. I accidentally bought her a Wong Jiaju cassette tape. Then, carrying large and small bags of things, I rented a motorcycle and returned.

at home.

Seeing the weird looks in my father's and the old scholar's eyes, I smiled awkwardly and said, "She has convulsions. Don't worry about it. Let's continue the topic."

After my father saw me coming in, he pulled me to the old scholar and said, "Jiu Yazi, thank the old scholar quickly. He chose a good day for your grandfather and found a new cemetery for your grandfather. He said,

That cemetery is prosperous for future generations."

She took the tape and was stunned. She didn't know what was going on. She screamed and said incoherently: "Master Jiu, did you give this to me?"

"Hey, old scholar, why don't you respect the rules of the Earth Immortal? I didn't give you a red envelope or invite you, so you got involved without permission, so you're not afraid of being punished?" I was a little angry, and at the Earth Immortal's place

There is indeed such a rule in this industry. The host must send an invitation and then send a red envelope for the opening of the market before the earth immortal can take over the job. He cannot choose a day or a cemetery for others without authorization, otherwise he will get retribution.

"What do you mean?" I asked my father doubtfully.

"Brother Ninth, I really can't stand you, you still can't let go of that kind of green tea watch." Fatty Guo said contemptuously, but he still agreed to go to the school to find out about it tomorrow.

"Jiuyaozi, what did you say? How could I have violated the rules? Have you forgotten this?" The old scholar took out three Mao Zedong cards and raised them, saying: "This money is a red envelope you gave me. Of course I can

Look after the cemetery for your family."

"Fuck, you lent me that, how can it be considered a red envelope?" I yelled at the old scholar.

"I see that you are very beautiful in your heart. Do you still have the intention to bring up the topic just now?" the old scholar said with a smile.

"Thank you so much!" She stood up, walked to my side, kissed me on the cheek without any unnecessary movement, and then ran into my mother's room with a shameful face.

"It's none of your business!" I was in a bad mood, so I took out Huang Jiaju's tape from my pocket and threw it to her, saying, "Go and listen to music. Don't get involved in what's going on here."

Of course, this is not the reason why I am angry, but the fact that his tortoise appearance shows great evil, which proves that he is not suitable to get involved in this matter. Now that he gets involved, something will definitely happen. Since then, our family has really committed a lot of sins.

I didn't want to dwell too much on this issue, so I smiled bitterly and said to the old scholar: "You are always worried about your funeral after your death. I can understand this feeling. We Mingren don't say anything secretly in front of us. I always treat you as half."

Master, even if you don't get involved in this matter, I will still take care of your funeral, so why are you like this now?"

"Jiuyaozi, you don't understand. I have my own plans. If you let others take care of your funeral for no reason, you will incur a debt. You will have to pay it back in your next life. It is better to settle this debt when you are about to die.

In the next life, you can relax and live freely." The old scholar said nonchalantly.

"You...you are still stubborn!" I yelled at the old scholar again.

"Don't be angry. I have been thinking about moving the grave for a long time. As far as moving the grave is concerned, as long as the earth fairy divines it, there is a nine-tenth chance that no one will be willing to look at the grave for your grandfather. If you go to the battle in person, there will be errors in the etiquette.

If you are not careful, you will make a mistake. Once you make a mistake, the grave will be moved in vain, and it may really cause death. I will give you another piece of advice. This time, you must not only find a capable Taoist priest to move the grave

, we must also find a good intellectual, and we must also consider the Eight Immortals, and consider again and again, so that the tortoise appearance will not appear randomly." The old scholar said so many words in one breath, and seemed a little weak, and coughed several times in the middle.
Chapter completed!