"Master Hu Ling, can you accompany me to Grandma Xiuchun's house first?" the old mayor asked anxiously as soon as he walked in.
Lu Xiaohong and I looked at each other.
"Go, it's too early now, I'm afraid many girls haven't fallen asleep yet, and the spiritual roots need to be returned when they fall asleep." Lu Xiaohong said.
"good!"
I nodded, turned to look at the old mayor, and asked, "What happened to Granny Xiuchun?"
"Grandma Xiuchun seemed to be breathing her last breath, but her situation didn't seem right, and her money had been burned. However, her eyes refused to close, and she kept muttering something like, 'I can't leave.'
, I can’t walk anymore, chop it down, chop that tree down quickly!'
We don’t know what kind of tree she is talking about and what it means that we can’t walk away, so we can only come to you to have a look,” the old mayor said.
Can't leave?
Cut down that tree?
I remembered what Miao Xiutang said to me, and suddenly I understood.
The tree Grandma Xiuchun was talking about should be the peach tree in the yard.
"Let's go!" I turned around and said to the old mayor, got up and walked out the door.
"Godmother, I want to go too!" Coffin Xiaoen followed and stretched out her little hand to hold me.
"Mom, grandpa and I want to go too!" Shi Shi and his father also followed.#@$&
"Oh, it's already dark, let's not go!"
While my father was pulling Shi Shi and Coffin Xiao En back, he walked honestly past me towards the door.
"There is nothing interesting here. Although we are really bored, we can't cause trouble to your mother, right? Just don't go!"
Dad persuaded Fourteen while pulling him out of the door.
"I want to go. My mother used to like to take me with her no matter what she was going to do. Now that I have a father, my mother doesn't want to take me with her."%&(&
There was grievance in Fourteen's voice.
Grandma and grandson are here singing double reeds for me!
"Just go. The old lady likes children. It's her destiny to have more than one person around to see them off when she leaves."
The old mayor said with a smile.
I smiled and said nothing.
After my father got sick, he always liked to attend these activities. After all the things here were taken care of, and he took his father to see Granny Epiphyllum for treatment, his happiness might be gone.
Now it's up to him to play however he wants.
Dongzi and Yan Na went to the ancestral hall after dinner. It was up to them to save the released Yin spirits.
At present, many villagers are still waiting and watching. Not many small stone statues have been sent, and the workload is not very large.
Fortunately, the toner of Jiyang Taomu is now ready. After we leave, Yan Na can slowly release the Yin spirit from the small stone statue.
A large group of us, large and small, followed the old mayor towards Xiuchun's mother-in-law's house as we did in the morning.
When I was approaching Xiuchun's mother-in-law's house, I saw a young man standing vaguely in the shadow under a tree. When he saw us coming, the young man was obviously relieved.
He bowed towards me from a distance.
Miao Xiutang has been waiting here for a long time.
Before I reached the gate of Xiuchun's mother-in-law's courtyard, I saw from a distance that many people had gathered in the courtyard. A large 150-watt light bulb was hung on a bamboo pole, illuminating the entire courtyard as bright as day.
The branches of the peach tree seemed to sink lower, almost covering the entire house.
There was a faint green aura on the branches, but after a long time, many pink flowers appeared on the branches that were still bare in the morning.
This is winter, not the season when peach blossoms bloom.
There is indeed something wrong with this peach tree, and none of us discovered it in the morning.
"The master is here!" As soon as we entered the door, all the villagers in the yard stood up.
Most of them are about the same age as Yan Na and the old mayor. They are all villagers who have received the kindness of Grandma Xiuchun in the difficult years.
Some people were holding yellow paper money and some tribute incense in their hands, while others were holding prepared shrouds that they would change for Grandma Xiuchun after she died.
"Have you not swallowed your breath yet?"
As soon as the old mayor entered the courtyard, he glanced at the opening of the shrouds held by those people, and his brows knitted into a knot.
"Oh, you have created karma. Grandma Xiuchun has never done anything harmful to nature in her life. She only has one breath left. She still can't lift it up, but she just can't swallow it."
A villager shook his head and said: "That uncomfortable look, oh, I really can't bear to look at her uncomfortable look in the house."
"Who says it's not the case!" Another villager echoed.
It's not that I hope Grandma Xiuchun will die early. We all die eventually. Seeing that we are on the verge of death, if we die early, we can avoid the pain of death.
What's more, people like Grandma Xiuchun, who died in peace and quiet, could have gone quietly and peacefully, but they couldn't swallow it after dragging on for so long, and they would suffer a lot more pain.
"Let's go in and take a look before we talk!"
Lu Xiaohong apparently also saw the peach trees that suddenly sprouted flowers all over the tree. He looked up, his eyes condensed, and he spoke to us.
Everyone moved out of the way, and some people stretched out their hands to push open the ajar door for us.
When I walked to the door, my father whispered in the ear of the old mayor: "There are so many irrelevant people staying here, which makes it difficult for the old lady to leave even if she wants to. Let everyone disperse, and come back when you have died."
help."
"this--"
The old mayor turned his head and looked at me with some hesitation.
"My moral conduct is much higher than that of my daughter. She doesn't dare not listen to what I say. What do you think she did?" The father reached out and hit the old mayor on the head unhappily.
"dad!"
I looked back at my father and said, "You can't be so rude to the old mayor!"
Then he turned to the old mayor and said, "What my father said makes some sense. Although everyone is eager to come and see Grandma Xiuchun on her last journey, it's really not good to all gather here."
"Okay, I'll let everyone disperse now!"
The old mayor nodded, stood at the door, cleared his throat, and said, "How about everyone go back first..."
He paused for a moment, probably thinking about what to say to everyone later.
We didn't wait for the old mayor and went straight into the back room.
There were not many people in the back room, only four or five women in their fifties or sixties standing by the bed.
On the ground beside the bed, there was a pile of burnt ashes of paper money, which should be the money they burned for Grandma Xiuchun.
Grandma Xiuchun was lying on the bed, her face was gray and she was almost breathless. The two life lamps on her shoulders were still flickering faintly and were about to be extinguished at any moment.
Her brows were tightly knitted together in pain, she was gasping for breath, and muttering: "Let me go, let me go..."