Chapter 3 The Fourth Aunt and Grandmother Are Ferrymen
Ever since I opened my eyes, I have been able to see things that others cannot see. I have no fear of dirty things in other people's mouths, but I have been exposed to them since I was a child. I know the difference between life and death better than ordinary children.
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When a person dies, he really ceases to exist. Even if he comes back with a trace of obsession, there are still too many restrictions.
Sometimes I even forget who I am, only that obsession remains.
I was too young at that time. Faced with the impending death of Grandpa Xiucai, I didn’t know how to accept it, and I didn’t want to accept it.
"I don't want important things, I don't want to kowtow to Grandpa Xiu Cai, and I don't want Grandpa Xiu Cai to die."
"Silly girl!"
Grandpa Xiucai raised his hand to stroke my hair with difficulty.
"If you miss grandpa, go see grandpa. You still have a long way to go. In the future, you will meet many people who love you as much as grandpa and your grandma. You will definitely have a great future, but you have to remember
, take the right path, be a good person, and be filial to your mother."
After Grandpa Xiucai said these words, he began to cough violently, and his face became even more ugly. I just felt uncomfortable in my heart.
"Grandpa Xiucai, you don't want to die, I don't want you to die." I cried and pulled Grandpa Xiucai's hand with all my strength.
Aunt Yan'er heard the commotion and entered the house, looking at Grandpa Xiucai covering his mouth and sobbing.
"Amei!"
Grandpa Xiucai called his fourth uncle's grandma's name. Fourth uncle's grandma leaned down and held his hand and said, "You tell me, I'll remember it for you."
"Amei, I know you love Ling'er, but you can't change your fate. God has treated me well. My sect can be regarded as a descendant, and I can go down and meet the older generation!
I can't wait for Daqiang to come back. When he comes back, you tell him that I don't blame him and I have no regrets about leaving."
"Yeah, I'll remember it. When Qiangzi comes back, I will definitely tell him!" The fourth uncle and grandma nodded and looked at Grandpa Xiucai, "Don't worry about the funeral. I will personally arrange it and I will definitely help you make it decent."
As the fourth uncle and grandma spoke, she lit a pile of printed yellow paper on the kang and burned it in front of the bed. It was called "lucky money" and was used to deal with misfortunes. It can make people feel less afraid when they go on the road.
As soon as he finished speaking, Grandpa Xiucai slowly closed his eyes with a smile on his lips.
"Dad!" Aunt Yan'er cried, turning to look at her fourth uncle and grandma, "Aunt Mei, what should I do? Daqiang and Dongzi haven't come back yet, why don't my dad wait for them!
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"Who will be around each person before he leaves? It's all destiny. You can't force it. Your father knows that his time has come, and is afraid of bothering you. He even changed his clothes himself. The old man left with dignity. It's the future.
What a blessing to man!”
I knelt on the bed and cried until I was almost convulsing. From now on, there is one less person who does not regard me as a source of disaster and who is sincerely good to me.
The funeral of Grandpa Xiu Cai went smoothly. If there is any regret, it is that neither his son Zhao Daqiang nor his grandson Zhao Dongzi came back.
The scholar's grandfather passed down the family for several generations, and he didn't even have nephews or nieces. Finally, my fourth uncle and grandma decided that I would be the one to do all the carrying and throwing of pots.
It was not until later that I began to gradually understand the contents of those four books that I realized that grandma’s decision was not just because she had to find a younger person to take over these matters, but because Grandpa Xiucai had already given those books to
At that moment, I was already his only disciple and successor.
Grandpa Xiu Cai is the only person who is good to me besides my fourth uncle and grandma. I want him to be happy down there, like a little grown-up, and follow every step of the way and do my best according to the instructions of my fourth uncle and grandma.
I heard someone talking about me, saying that Tiansha Lone Star's destiny is indeed terrible, and his every move is completely unlike a six or seven-year-old child.
I also heard some people sighing, "Grandpa Xiu Cai is a talented and learned man, he is a good man, and he should be able to live for a few more years. Why don't you believe that I can kill people's fate, and I will kill them all their lives?"
Their discussion was very loud. For the only time, my fourth uncle and grandma did not argue with anyone about my destiny. She looked gloomy the whole time as if she had not heard anything.
Grandpa Xiu Cai’s funeral went smoothly.
When I got home in the evening, I finally couldn't hold it in anymore. I cried and threw myself into the arms of my fourth uncle and grandma, and asked my fourth uncle and grandma if I had really killed Grandpa Xiu Cai.
"Nanny, remember, you just have an unusual destiny. You may suffer more from others, but you are not a lone star of evil, and you will not kill anyone! I ignore those people today just because of you
It is more important than anything else that Grandpa Xiucai can go away peacefully."
"But why did Grandpa Xiucai die?"
"That's because his life has come to an end. Your grandpa Xiucai has been suffering from illness for so long. It's time for him to go down there and enjoy his blessings."
My fourth uncle and grandma touched my hair and continued: "You are a good child. If you are destined to suffer, you really can't escape it. As long as you stick to your heart and be kind, you will get through it in the end."
I nodded ignorantly, cried and fell asleep.
The death of Grandpa Xiu Cai made me lose one person who loved me, and also made the people in the village fear and fear me again. In their eyes, Grandpa Xiu Cai was kind to me, so I killed him.
What's more, there was also the scene at the school's longevity banquet where I said I saw the scholar's grandfather.
Rumors are like knives, but they cannot kill anyone.
In September, I entered the first grade of elementary school. Maybe the principal really didn't believe this, or maybe it was because no one could use unfounded things to prevent a child from having his due rights. Anyway, I was finally able to go to school like a normal child.
No classmates paid attention to me, they all stayed far away from me. The teacher arranged me in the last row, with a separate desk, sitting far away from the back wall of the classroom.
My academic performance is very good, and the hard-earned learning opportunity made me listen very seriously to the lectures, even though the teacher never asked me to answer questions, and even refused to correct my homework.
The only good thing is that although no one wants to see me, no one dares to bully me because of my destiny. In short, everyone keeps away from me, even my fourth uncle and grandma, like snakes and scorpions.
If it weren't for Aunt Yan'er who occasionally came to my house to help with farm work, my fourth uncle and grandma and I would have lived an almost isolated life in the village.
My fourth uncle and grandma taught me a lot and even took me to some places I had never been to before. Only then did I realize that my grandma turned out to be a yang chai who specializes in collecting ghosts living in the yang world and eliminating their obsessions.
, and then sent to the underworld.
That is what people call the ferryman.
Six years passed by and I was fourteen years old when I graduated from elementary school.
Living a life of not interacting with others has made me as cold and quiet as my fourth uncle and grandma.
One day, a black car drove into the village and parked outside my yard with people's envious eyes.