Hearing those people shouting, I was a little at a loss.
Before grandma's death was settled, the villagers came to her door as grandma expected. Judging from their tone, it seemed that something serious had happened to the big nanny's family.
"Grandma, she is such a living god, she actually calculated things so accurately." Ding Yong said, looking at my grandma who passed away peacefully on my shoulder.
Although I knew that my grandma was worried and her departure was considered safe, I was still very reluctant to give up. To be honest, I really didn't feel like helping others at all.
"Help, help!"
Soon, those people came to our door. When they saw grandma leaning on my shoulder with her eyes closed, they were stunned for a moment: "Who are you!? What happened to Mrs. Yan?"
I recognize the leader. He is Wang Datie, the village chief of Muyang Village in Dafengling, nicknamed Wang Big Arm.
I wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes and gently supported my grandma: "Village Chief, I am A Zhen, and I am back."
"Are you Brother Zhen?"
Seeing that I had gained a lot of weight and was more than ten centimeters taller, they were all shocked: "My dear, what did you eat in the city to make you so fat?"
Fat is what country people call strong, and is generally used to describe pigs or animals.
Village chief, you are so fucking fat.
To be honest, I'm really not in the mood to pay attention to this guy right now, so I don't even need to refute him.
Seeing that I didn't answer, the village chief looked at the rice bowl that hadn't been cleared away, then looked at grandma in my arms, and asked in a low voice: "Why did Mrs. Yan fall asleep? Why did she fall asleep at this time?"
Hearing his question, I felt pain in my heart again. I looked at the deceased grandma and smiled bitterly: "Grandma, she... grandma, she passed away."
When the village chief and others heard this, they were immediately dumbfounded: "What...what? Old lady Yan...died?"
The village chief didn't seem to believe what I said, so he hurriedly came over and pinched grandma's palm. When he found that there was no pulse, he knelt down on the ground and cried loudly. This surprised Ding Yong and me.
"Um... village chief, what are you doing?" Ding Yong asked in a low voice.
The village chief did not reply to Ding Yong, but cried with snot and tears: "Old Madam Yan, the descendants of our village have not honored you yet, and have not had time to repay you! Why did you just leave like this!?"
As soon as he said these words, the people who came with him knelt on the ground and started crying. Their emotions were very real, and all of them were sad from the bottom of their hearts.
I suddenly realized that I am not my grandma's grandson, they are my grandma's grandsons.
This makes me a little embarrassed.
Although I know that grandma left with a smile on her face, she told me not to be sad.
Ding Yong helped me lift the village chief and others up, and asked: "Has our grandma helped you before?"
The village chief sobbed: "Not only did she help, she saved our lives! There was trouble in the village that day, and the children went crazy after drinking water. It was Mrs. Yan who used her tricks to save our children and grandchildren.
Back to normal!”
"Yes, since that time, Mrs. Yan's health has been getting worse day by day, and she passed away today... today!"
The speaker was the village chief's son, Wang Dali, who was a simple and honest man like his father.
Listening to what they said, did my grandma use this method to cause her health to deteriorate?
Children become crazy after drinking water. I seem to have heard my grandma tell me how to deal with this kind of incident, but I can't remember it for a while.
I sighed and said loudly: "Grandma told me everything. She said that her death was a joyous occasion. She specifically told me not to be sad. Let's stop crying and help her with the arrangements for her death.
Let’s do it.”
"By the way, why did I forget about this!?"
At this time, the village chief suddenly remembered something. He hurried out and came back soon, handing me a letter: "Old Madam Yan asked me to keep this some time ago and give it to you when she dies.
.”
I leaned my grandma in Ding Yong's arms, opened the letter and saw that it read:
"Brother Zhen, when you see this letter, I will no longer be here. I am mourning, so you don't have to be sad.
Everything after my death will be simple, because the villagers are in trouble and may need your help. Bury my ashes under the fifth tree in our peach tree forest. That tree grows well. You can cut a few branches to make a peach wood sword and leave one.
Thinking about it...Grandma left a message"
I already understood the meaning of the letter, but I couldn't understand her asking me to use a mahogany sword to meditate.
Before she passed away, she also said that she would leave her grandfather's dagger and small compass as a souvenir to me. Now that she has passed away, she also said that she would like me to make a mahogany sword as a souvenir.
The dagger kills ghosts, the mahogany sword kills zombies, and the small compass determines the direction. These three are the necessary magic tools for "Xihan, Dongwu, and Yanzhong people" to travel around the world.
Could it be that... grandma's wish is... that I want to go back to the Jia family's old path? And she secretly asked me to worship Xihan Dongwu as my teacher!?
If she wants me to do this, why not just say it?
Is it because grandpa and my parents made it difficult for her before they died, not wanting me to take the old path? That’s why she told me that I should choose the path I want to take.
These thoughts flashed through my mind. At this moment, I already felt that grandma’s last wish was for me to go back to the old path!
I felt a chill in my heart, and quickly turned around to look at my grandma who had left peacefully, and saw that the smile on her wrinkled face seemed even prettier.
Is this... is this my misunderstanding?
Grandma...Grandma, she...she smiled!?
Ding Yong seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He pulled me over and whispered: "Grandma...she didn't seem to be smiling so...so happily just now!"
Although Ding Yong said this, his big strong hands holding his grandma did not relax at all. Instead, there was a pure feeling of awe for her on his face.
His actions made me admire him from the bottom of my heart. This brother Ding Yong is so powerful!
I whispered: "Maybe grandma knows that I understand her last wish."
Ding Yong was stunned: "What is your last wish? I have been listening to your chat, why didn't I know?"
I patted his shoulder lightly, turned around and said to the village chief: "My grandma said to keep everything simple. Village chief, you know the rules, so this matter will trouble you."
"I know, leave Mrs. Yan's affairs to me!"
The village chief didn't push back at all, he just sighed softly: "It's just that this kind of unfortunate thing happened in the house of the big-breasted woman, and we don't know who to turn to to deal with it. I guess we have to find a master from outside."
Looking at the "Heaven and Earth Art" and the two magic weapons on the table, I somehow felt confident and said to the village chief: "Take me to her house and have a look. Grandma also told me a lot."
I also learned a lot about stories, and I’ll see if I can be of help.”
Hearing what I said, the eyes of the village chief and others suddenly lit up: "Your grandma is like this and you still want to help others. You... your family are really living Bodhisattvas... living Bodhisattvas!"
The village chief stayed at my house to help me deal with my grandma's death, while I put away the Secret of Heaven and Earth, the dagger and the small compass, and followed Wang Dali with Ding Yong to the big-breasted woman's house!