Wearing eighty books, the little widow turns into a rich woman

There is a spacious hall in front of the main house. Several uncles are sitting on a round straw stool made of straw, holding an iron tile-shaped paper chisel, placing a stack of paper money on a round tree stump, and beating the paper money with a wooden hammer. A chisel is used to make paper money, and then the paper money is sealed.

The old man with gray beard and hair was sitting at the small square table writing lucky packets, and the basket next to him was already filled with lucky packets.

Auntie came over with two bamboo chairs, and greeted with a smile: "Uncle, Lin Lan, sit."

"Okay." Lin Lan smiled and handed the paper money and candies to Auntie.

Seeing the old lady coming, the grandfather put down his pen and said with a smile, "Siblings are here!"

The old lady smiled and nodded: "Brother, don't worry about me if you are busy."

"Master!" Lin Lan shouted.

Grandpa looked at Lin Lan: "You belong to the youngest family? It looks different from before."

The old lady smiled and said: "It's different, now I'm more diligent, not lazy, and look energetic."

The old man with shining eyes glanced at Lin Lan and nodded: "When you come, live a good life."

Lin Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she said respectfully, "Yes, Grandpa."

After coming out of the grandfather's house, the old lady told Lin Lan to take Xiaodouzi well, and not to go to places with mountain graves during the daytime before July [-]th.

Don't stay at the crossroads when you go out at night, if you see someone burning paper money, you have to go around elsewhere...

Lin Lan nodded in response.

After returning home, Lin Yuezhen gestured to Lin Lan: "Xiao Lan, I want to go back to Shilian in two days and buy paper money to burn blessing papers for my parents."

"Okay!" Lin Lan went into the room and gave her 20 yuan, "Sister, you can use it."

Lin Yuezhen hurriedly took out the money that Lin Lan usually gave her, and said that she still had enough money to go home.

Lin Lan took her hand and put the money in her hand: "Sister, you take it, go back and buy some meat and vegetables to pay homage to."

Lin Yuezhen nodded movedly.

On the first half day of July, Lin Yuezhen went back to Shilian to burn lucky papers.

Lin Lan went to the grandpa's house, and saw that the grandpa put the written lucky package and loose paper money on the Eight Immortals table in the center of the main room dedicated to the blessing package, lighted the incense wax paper money, and presented the meat, candies, and fruits sent by each family.

On the first day, before burning the lucky papers, the grandpa gave the children the fruits and sugar that were enshrined, saying that the ancestors would bless the children to be free from disease and pain, and to grow up healthily.

After everyone kowtowed and kowtowed, the grandfather took a few uncles and stacked the lucky bags together vertically, lit a few pieces of change with incense candles, put them under the lucky bag, added little by little, the fire was blazing,
Joss candles and lucky papers floated up with the flames, and the fluffy gray and white scraps of paper that had been burned to ashes but still glowed with red light floated over the courtyard with the breeze.

Dandan asked in a low voice: "Grandmother, when will the ancestors come to get the money? Can we see it?"

The cousin who was burning the lucky papers pointed at the shimmering red paper scraps and said, "Dandan, look, the ancestors have come to collect the lucky papers."

A half-old child looked at him: "Grandpa, why can't we see?"

An uncle next to him said, "Gangba, you go and pick up a tile and put it on your head and hide it in the corner of the door. You will see ancestors sitting in sedan chairs, riding horses, and carrying burdens come to get money."

"Ah!" Several children turned their heads to look behind the main door, and shook their heads in unison after a while: "We dare not go."

Lin Lan remembered that she had heard from the elders before, and they asked the elders curiously at that time, but no one dared to find a tile to hide in the corner of the door to verify the authenticity, and this saying was passed down from generation to generation.

After burning the lucky papers for relatives and ancestors, they began to burn a few letters for the lonely ghosts who have no descendants to worship, and also for the little ghosts who are said to have carried sedan chairs and carts for the ancestors.

After the lucky papers were burned, Lin Lan, her aunt and aunt put the lucky papers into baskets, carried them to the ditch and poured them into the ditch to flow away.

Back at the grandpa's house, the men sat in front of the main room drinking and punching, the women ate and drank and set up a dragon gate, and the children played hide-and-seek in the yard, laughing and joking.

It was already late after leaving the grandfather's house, and Yang Dingbang walked back with the old lady by his arm.

Xiaodouzi and Dandan followed the old lady hand in hand, chattering about where to hide next time, so that it would not be easy to be found.

The rice stalks were bent under the weight of the heavy rice ears, and the rice fields had become a golden ocean.

Dong Ji was in the middle of the rice field, "Gudong! Gudong!"

Listening to the familiar crowing sound, Lin Lan remembered that when she was a child, she always wanted to catch a rooster to have a look. What does this squawking guy look like?

As soon as July and a half passes, the brigade will start harvesting rice.

The old lady said cheerfully: "This year, God rewards the rice, and the ears of grain in the fields are full."

Lin Lan nodded: "The brigade informed that the sickle will start tomorrow, and the third sister even asked Brother-in-law He to buy work points."

The old lady smiled and said, "Liying did the right thing. She worked so hard on the farm for less than two cents a day, so she made it back casually."

"that is!"

Lin Lan looked up at the sky, and felt that the moon tonight was strangely reddish and cold.

When she reached the back door of the old lady's house, Lin Lan looked up again, only to see the moon hidden behind a pillar-shaped cloud, as if peeping into the world.

At the door of the old lady's house, the old lady said to Yang Dingbang: "Send your sister-in-law and Douzi back."

"Okay!" Yang Dingbang picked up Xiaodouzi and sent the mother and son to the bridge. Seeing them open the door and enter the yard, he turned and walked back.

Lin Lan went home and took out the paper money she had wrapped for the original owner. She took Xiaodouzi to the yard and burned the lucky paper to her, wishing her spirit in heaven to rest in peace.

Xiaodouzi looked at her puzzled: "Mom, we just burned the lucky papers at Grandpa's house!"

Lin Lan thought for a while and said, "One of my mother's sisters died of illness a few days ago, and we will burn it for her in the future."

Xiaodouzi nodded: "Understood."

After the lucky papers are burnt, put them in a dustpan and pour them into the ditch outside, call back the rhubarb lying at the door, and the mother and son close the door, wash and sleep.

Lin Lan was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of Xiaodouzi sleeping soundly, feeling a little restless for some reason, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

After finally falling asleep, I seemed to hear Rhubarb screaming "嗤" in a daze, and the sound disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lin Lan immediately sat up and pricked up her ears to listen intently, but she didn't hear anything, just about to call Da Huang, when there seemed to be the sound of gentle footsteps, she slowly walked up the eaves.

Lin Lan's heart was beating continuously, she clenched her fists tightly, her body was covered with sweat, her palms were all wet, and she listened intently again but there was no movement.

Taking a deep breath, turned over and got out of bed, put on shoes lightly, took out the dagger under the pillow and put it in the pocket of the pajamas, picked up the wooden stick by the bed, walked to the window and gently opened the curtains In one corner, looking in the cold moonlight, there was nothing in the yard.

Looking at it from an angle, I couldn’t see the stove door. I just wanted to change the direction to see if there was anyone in front of the stove door, when I heard a slight sound from the stove door, like a mouse gnawing on wood.

"There are really thieves!"

Lin Lan's heart was beating violently, and for a few seconds she felt that she had lost all strength, her legs were so weak that she almost fell to the ground.

He hastily leaned on the cabinet, took two deep breaths, and clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

Lin Lan, you can't be afraid. If you are afraid, you will never recover. And Xiaodouzi... What happened to Rhubarb?Beaten to death by thieves or poisoned to death?who is it?Could it be Liu Jinbao?