I really want to beat her! How could she say such a thing?
Ruan Xiangxiang was pressed on his chest, and her cheek happened to be pressed against his chest.
Just listen to "bang bang bang", his chest is hot and beating violently.
For some reason, Ruan Xiangxiang's heart started to beat wildly.
She couldn't help but hold her breath, and after a while, she felt a little short of breath.
Just when Ruan Xiangxiang opened her mouth like a fish out of water, Chu Munan suddenly let go of her.
"There's a paper money shop ahead, let's go."
Ruan Xiangxiang was freed and gasped with her mouth wide open.
It took a while to calm down.
The two came to the paper money shop together, and Ruan Xiangxiang picked some paper money and paper gold ingots.
"That's enough."
The owner of the paper money shop asked: "Are you two worshiping ancestors?"
Ruan Xiangxiang shook his head: "No."
"Are those two close relatives and friends?"
"Not relatives, not friends." Ruan Xiangxiang said: "We want to pay homage to the lonely ghosts who died tragically. What's the point?"
"Young girl is really kind-hearted. These days, you don't even care about living people. You still want to worship lonely ghosts. This kind of intention is really rare."
The owner of the paper money shop first praised him, and then said: "If you want to worship lonely ghosts, wine is indispensable, and this..."
The boss brought them a bottle of wine and some clothes made of paper, and then taught them what to do.
Ruan Xiangxiang nodded while listening, then thanked her, paid the money, and walked back with Chu Munan holding a bag of sacrificial things.
Returning to the Gao family yard, Ruan Xiangxiang and Chu Munan first followed the boss's instructions and placed paper money in several corners of the yard. They also placed the sacrificial food on a table and then set the paper money on fire.
Afterwards, Ruan Xiangxiang picked up the wine and said: "Brothers and sisters of the Gao family, uncles and aunts, I know that you died miserably, and I sympathize with you, so I bought these paper money, rice wine, and steamed buns.
I invite you to eat and drink, so that you can dissipate the resentment in your heart.
After all, after death, it is best to be reincarnated and start a new life.
Otherwise, what's the use of being stuck in this yard every day?
It's just delaying your chance to regain a new life.
Therefore, I advise everyone not to have too many obsessions. Leaving this compound and reincarnating is the most correct choice for you."
With that said, Ruan Xiangxiang poured the wine horizontally on the ground.
"Everyone, come, come, drink, so we can start over."
Chu Munan stood aside and burned paper money, listening to Ruan Xiangxiang talking non-stop, and he couldn't help but laugh.
However, in his mind, the scene of the ghost walking on the Naihe Bridge and the Meng Po soup he drank before reincarnation could not help but appear.
Chu Munan thought, I will definitely not drink Meng Po soup.
I will always remember Xiangxiang and be husband and wife with her for the rest of my life.
After Ruan Xiangxiang poured the wine, she returned to the sacrificial altar, and Chu Munan also walked over.
The two stood side by side, holding incense and bowing four times.
When she was waiting to bow back to the sacrificial altar, Ruan Xiangxiang's sharp eyes suddenly noticed that one of the white-flour steamed buns on the plate on the sacrificial altar was missing unexpectedly.
The oranges next to it are also missing two.
"Mu Nan, look, they really came to eat."
Ruan Xiangxiang pointed to the place where a steamed bun was missing and said in surprise.
Chu Munan took a closer look and found that one was indeed missing.
He sniffed and smelled orange.
He suddenly realized something, crouched down and looked down.