473. Chapter 473 The July Half Ghost Knocks on the Door III
Before she could say anything, Yang Ma knelt down with a thud: "I know my mistake, please punish me!"
Hua Xiaogu opened her mouth, with a puzzled look on her face: "I don't even know where you went wrong! Mother Yang, get up, what are you doing?"
Yang Ma raised her head and looked at Hua Xiaogu, and then slowly stood up, but still lowered her head: "Old slave...Old slave knows that in the middle of the seventh month, sacrifices are made to heaven and earth, to ancestors, to ghosts and gods...but no one has any sacrifices.
It is a precedent to worship an aunt. But... But when Aunt Mo was alive, she was really kind to the old slave. Now that she has been gone for so many years, the old slave just wants to let her get some old slaves to burn for her in July and a half.
s things……"
As Yang Ma spoke, she glanced at Ming'er again and lowered her voice: "After all... my aunt died in vain and could not be reincarnated. She is so pitiful..."
Hua Xiaogu nodded: "It doesn't matter. You and Aunt Mo have a good relationship. It's understandable to commemorate her on Ghost Festival. How is this a sin?" Hua Xiaogu said, holding Ming'er's hand there.
He walked over to a pile of things and said, "Hey, Mother Yang, you are so skillful with your hands! How can you make such exquisite paper figures?"
Yang Ma pursed her lips and waved her hands: "The girl was joking, the old slave was just... I was afraid that my aunt would have no one to take care of her, so I sent some maids and servants to burn them for her. The paper money and other things were all the old slave's own.
Silver, the public money has never been touched."
Hua Xiaogu waved his hand: "I know, I know, Yang Ma, don't be nervous... This matter has nothing to do with me at all. If I even care about this matter, won't I become a dog trying to catch a mouse? Yes.
Oh, if you hadn’t reminded me, I would have almost forgotten the date and almost forgotten about July and a half."
Hua Xiaogu said, feeling a little sad: "My father, mother and brother are also underground, so I have to make preparations to honor them... It's just a pity that I can't go to the grave this year."
Yang Ma breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was finally relieved. She smiled and said to Hua Xiaogu: "If the girl doesn't mind, then leave the matter of preparing the paper money to the old slave. After all, the old man in the capital
I am quite familiar with it, and I have learned the rules of the Ghost Festival over the years, so I know a lot more about them."
When Hua Xiaogu heard this, he smiled at Yang Ma: "Then I'll be shameless and ask you for help! To be honest, I really don't understand these things very well. What should be worshiped, what should be burned, and the key points.
What kind of fragrance... In previous years, Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng helped with the work, and I don’t understand either."
Following this topic, the two chatted for a while. Tomorrow was having fun playing alone with the little monkey, but after a while he seemed to be hungry again, so he touched his belly and pulled Yang's mother's hand. Hua Xiaogu looked at the sky at this time,
I also felt that it was getting late, so I stood up and said goodbye.
She walked from Yuehongzhai to Tian Lanqing's study, thinking about the Ghost Festival all the way. After a while, she met Tian Lanqing who was coming here.
"What are you thinking about?" Tian Lanqing saw Hua Xiaogu all the way away. He remained silent until he walked in front of him and suddenly spoke. Hua Xiaogu trembled in fright, raised his head and looked over with wide eyes, and then stretched out his hand.
Hit Tian Lanqing: "Are you a ghost? You don't even make a sound when you walk!"
Tian Lanqing's smile deepened. Before he could say anything, Hua Xiaogu suddenly reached out and slapped his hand, shouting: "Yes! I have a way to deal with Yu Dingshan!"
