Mrs. Du blew up again

Chapter 26
I pouted deliberately to pretend to be very unhappy: "Grandpa, the Xia family has a single lineage, you want to ruin the things left by the family in your own hands."

I thought to myself: I can't say that you move out of the ancestors of the Xia family, let's see how you refute.

Grandpa was shocked by my words, and immediately stood up from the chair and yelled at me furiously: "You damn girl, I haven't settled with you for stealing my props for doing things a while ago, and now I'm using my ancestors again!" Press me, you stinky girl, I am your grandfather, you just need to listen to me."

I fought back unconvinced: "Grandpa's father is my grandfather, and your grandfather is my grandfather. If you count up, you will be older than you. In front of me, you are the elder. In front of grandpa and grandpa, they belong to the younger generation. To put it bluntly, if you don’t teach me, the only descendant of the Xia family, what you have learned all your life, how dare you go to the sky to meet them when you are a hundred years old.”

"Hey, if I don't teach you a lesson, it seems that you are becoming more and more disobedient."

When I saw my grandpa took off his cloth shoes, I knew something was wrong. Before grandpa’s shoehorn fell on me, I slipped off the bed and ran towards the door. When I got outside, I still stuck out my tongue at grandpa. Make a face: "Stinky old man, I'll bring out my grandpa and grandpa. If you don't recruit, you will hit me, hum! I'll go to the Xia Family Ancestral Hall to offer incense and sue them."

"Xia Xiaoying, stop with me."

I ignored his call and turned and ran towards the front hall.

In the afternoon, when Yang Saonian and I were about to rush to school, the uncle came out of the main hall. According to Yang Feng, the door of the main hall was closed all day and night, and it was very quiet inside.

In order to meet this uncle, Yang Feng and I dawdled until the afternoon before he came out.

According to my grandfather, my uncle is a wandering Taoist. My uncle and my grandfather both came from a Taoist priest who lived in Zhongnan Mountain. In the early 60s, my grandfather was only a young man in his early twenties. At that time, our Xia family was still in XA City. In the middle of the year, in response to the call of the Communist Party, Grandpa went to the countryside alone, that is when he met his master and brother.

Our Xia family was originally a feng shui master handed down from our ancestors. Although the grandfather was still half-baked at the time, his master saw that he was different from ordinary people at the first sight. It just so happened that strange things often happened near the village where my grandfather stayed. , People will die every few days.The strange thing is that all the dead are young girls who have not yet married. In the village, white silk is hung every day, and everyone with young girls is in danger.

Many ancient customs are preserved in the countryside. When encountering this kind of thing, the first thing they think of is to find a capable expert to exorcise the evil spirits. It happened that grandpa's master and senior brothers traveled here at that time, and they knew it was difficult after hearing this.

At that time, grandpa was obsessed with Zhouyi. When he heard that the old Taoist came from the village and was looking at the terrain on the hill at the west end of the village, grandpa immediately followed everyone to watch the fun.

There was a group of people standing darkly on the hill, it was the slack season, the mountains were high and the emperor was far away, and the management was not strict. The village captain was very kind, and there were very few criticisms and meetings, so People in the village still live a very idle life during the slack season.

Grandpa just squeezed into the crowd to see the appearance of the old Taoist priest. Grandpa said that when he saw his master for the first time, he thought he was a rustic and thin old man with a yellow face, thin body, short stature, and a lot of patches on his Taoist robe. Still in tatters everywhere, no matter how you look at this kind of person, he is different from the fairy-tale tall man in his fantasy.

(End of this chapter)