After Ma Yuzhi got into the car, I asked Ma Yuzhi: "Why are we going to the Beijiao Cemetery? Could it be that there are rules in your house. I have to accompany you to worship the ancestors before I can follow you home? "
"My family does not have such rules!" I glanced at Ma Yuzhicai and said, "My family lives in the Beijiao Cemetery. My father and my mother are responsible for guarding the cemetery on weekdays."
"Watching the cemetery?"
"What's the matter? Look down on the careers of my dad and my mom?"
"I didn't say such a bastard thing. When you see your parents, you can't talk nonsense in front of them like this."
Hearing what I said, Ma Yuzhi covered his mouth, smiled and said softly: "Tang Song, look at you, your lips are white, are you very nervous?"
"There is a little nervousness, but I am now working hard to adjust my mentality. After I get to your house, I shouldn't be nervous anymore."
Sitting in the taxi, I tried hard to recall what the old ghost said before. It didn't take long for the taxi to stop at the gate of a cemetery.
"This large mountain is a cemetery, and there are more than 3,000 cemeteries on the mountain. My family lives on the top of the mountain, and my father and my mother stay at home with nothing to do. The days are very leisurely."
I carried my things and followed Ma Yuzhi, walking towards the top of the mountain, listening to Ma Yuzhi and then said: "This cemetery used to be haunted by ghosts, and there will be lonely ghosts wandering in the cemetery at night**. So you have to be mentally prepared in advance."
"So, you saw ghosts when you were young?"
"When I was young, I couldn't tell who was a human and a ghost. When I grew up, I realized that ghosts and humans are just superficially the same. However, because I'm used to it, I'm not afraid.
"No wonder you are so courageous, it turns out that you have been fascinated since childhood!"
"Although I have seen many lonely ghosts since I was a child, I have only started to learn some ghost-catching spells in the past two years." After a glance at me, Ma Yuzhicai continued: "If I had started learning ghost-catching Of the spells, I have already become a master among masters by now."
"Yes, you are talented and intelligent, and you are destined to be one
A woman who will become a legend in the future. "
My voice fell, Ma Yuzhi stopped, and asked me: "When did you become a flatterer?"
"No, I didn't flatter, all I said were from the bottom of my heart."
"Really?" Ma Yuzhi smiled at me, and then said: "This is what I really like to hear. You have to say more in the future."
When I heard Ma Yuzhi's words, my heart was overjoyed. It seems that the old ghost had a good idea before, and the flattering trick was used on Ma Yuzhi's body, and I believe that it will be rewarded when used on Ma Yuzhi's mother.
On the top of the hill of the Beijiao Cemetery, a beautiful courtyard is built. Ma Yuzhi's father and mother lived in this beautiful courtyard.
When Ma Yuzhi knocked on the vermillion door softly, I didn't know why, and my heart jumped to my throat in an instant. Many beads of sweat suddenly appeared from my forehead.
Not long after the door was knocked, a long string of footsteps reached my ears behind the door. Immediately after the vermilion door was opened, a thin middle-aged man with eyes appeared in my sight.
The middle-aged man wears a white shirt and gold-wire glasses, and looks very refined.
Ma Yuzhi introduced that this middle-aged man wearing golden glasses was Ma Yuzhi’s father, named Chang Chunming. Before he met Ma Yuzhi’s mother, Chang Chunming was a teacher. After meeting Ma Yuzhi's mother, Chang Chunming gave up his stable job and followed Ma Yuzhi's mother to the Beijiao Cemetery for thirty years.
"This handsome young man must be the Xiao Tang that Yuzhi said. Xiao Tang is really a kind of talent."
When I heard Chang Chunming's words, I felt a little rested, smiled and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry."
"Okay, don't be cautious, let's go back to the house first, and have a chat while eating."
Following Chang Chunming and Ma Yuzhi, passing through a small courtyard, came to a spacious and bright living room.
As soon as I walked into the living room, I heard a sound in my ears.
"Come on."
I followed the voice and saw a middle-aged woman standing beside me.
The young woman looks like she is about 40 years old, and she is about seven points similar to Ma Yuzhi. I secretly concluded that this must be Ma Yuzhi's mother, Ma Baihe.
Without waiting for Ma Yuzhi's introduction, I carried the gift and enthusiastically said to Ma Baili: "Auntie, I came in a little rush. These gifts are prepared in a hurry. I don't know if you like it or not."
Looking away from the gift, Ma Baili snorted coldly and said, "These gifts you bought happen to be things I like. This is either a coincidence or you lied."
Ma Baihe's voice fell, without waiting for my reaction. She said to Ma Yuzhi again: "What are you doing in a daze? You don't take this place anymore? Hurry up and get dumplings in the house!"
When Ma Yuzhi shrugged, and walked towards the kitchen with Ma Baili, Chang Chunming patted my shoulder gently and said, "I have known your aunt for more than 30 years. She has always been this temperament, so she Don't you mind if you don't."
"Uncle, I..."
Before I could finish speaking, Ma Lily's voice rang again.
"Chang Chunming, my daughter is back. Do you think that if you have a helper, you don't need to come in and help?"
"Don't hurry, here it is! Here it is!"
The round table is filled with a variety of dishes, just three types of dumpling fillings. It can be seen from this that Ma Yuzhi's parents still attach great importance to my arrival.
"Xiao Tang, you are a southerner, this dumpling, I don’t know if you still can’t get used to it, we..."
Before Chang Chunming's words were finished, I saw Ma Lily bang Chang Chunming's shoulder lightly.
Chang Chunming took a look at Ma Baihe before he realized it, and asked me: "Little Tang, Yuzhi has not introduced you to us in detail, and I don't know what kind of work you do? Are there any houses and buildings in the city? Car? Where is my hometown? Who are there?"
Chang Chunming's voice fell, and before I could answer, Ma Lily slammed Chang Chunming's shoulder again. Chang Chunming understood, and quickly added: "Xiao Tang, your aunt knows some divination techniques. If it's convenient for you, you might as well say some of the eight characters of your birthday, so that your aunt can help you calculate your future fortune."
(End of this chapter)