I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 509 Going to the Cemetery

It was really unlucky so early in the morning. Dai Qing gave her a cold look, then turned to look at Mao Yanyan with a complicated look.

"We are not suitable to be friends. You are only trouble to me. When we meet in the future, just pretend that we don't know each other."

Mao Yanyan: "..."

Is she being disliked?
But thinking about Dai Qing's fierce look just now, her heart was still trembling. It would be better not to have such a dangerous friend.

Everyone came to their senses, looked at the dirt on the ground, and turned their heads away silently.

Living in the same community, they have long been fed up with Ge Chunhua, a troublemaker. Normally, they want to stay away from her for fear of being pestered by her. Now that someone can control her, it can be regarded as getting rid of a pest in the community.

Ge Chunhua looked down at her pants, her face flushed, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She was actually scared to pee. It was the first time she had ever experienced such an embarrassing thing.

But when I thought about the suffocating feeling of having my feet off the ground, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. In broad daylight, this damn girl was so cruel and strong that I couldn't get away no matter how hard I struggled.

Ge Chunhua couldn't stand the gloating looks of the crowd, so she got up and ran away, leaving the pot behind.

Mao Yanyan was too embarrassed to stay, so she lowered her head, picked up the pot and left quickly.

If she had known, she would not have gone out with her elder sister-in-law. It was really embarrassing. She had to have a good talk with Ge Bing when she got back and told her elder sister-in-law not to come back to her parents' home again.

Otherwise they would be too embarrassed to go out.

After watching the two people leave, everyone came to their senses and shook their heads.

"I really can't understand how the honest couple like Lao Ge could have given birth to such a thing?"

"It's a good thing she's married, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble she would have brought to our community."

"It's such a disgrace."

When it was Dai Qing's turn, the boss looked at her with an especially friendly look, "Xiao Qing, what do you want to eat today? Uncle will treat you."

"No, I want two cups of soy milk and four fried dough sticks." If Ge Chunhua didn't provoke her, Dai Qing felt that she would not take action.

So, she didn't want to take advantage of others.

"We are all old neighbors and we know each other. Uncle can still afford to treat us to breakfast." The boss said he would not take Dai Qing's money and even gave her two extra spoonfuls of soy milk.

When I brought breakfast home, Jiang Li was practicing Tai Chi in the yard.

"Morning, Grandpa Jiang."

"morning,"

Jiang Li stopped and looked at her in shock, "Young people shouldn't be so aggressive, it can easily affect your mood."

"I don't want to, but it's disgusting so early in the morning and I can't help but lose control of my anger." Dai Qing walked into the living room with breakfast and replied casually.

Jiang Li smiled slightly.
"You need to train your mind more to avoid letting others disturb your mood and affect your judgment. When people are impulsive, it is easy to do things that they regret. Young people need to practice more so that they can benefit in the future."

Listening to Jiang Li's teachings, Dai Qing simply shook her head.

"I have my own principles in dealing with things. If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend them. If someone offends me, I will tolerate them. If someone offends me again, I will cut off the roots."

You could also say that she is vindictive, but if she doesn't take action, she will be suffocated to death. So after weighing the pros and cons, she still thinks her mood is more important.

Jiang Li was stunned, silent for a moment, raised his hand and stroked his beard, "Your idea does make sense, and it is consistent with the Taoist idea of ​​following nature and following the human heart."

"Yes, I do admire Taoist culture. I believe in being open and honest. I cannot suppress it and destroy my Taoist heart."

Dai Qing couldn't help laughing when she heard this. This old man was quite open-minded and a good friend regardless of age difference. Unfortunately, this old man wanted to persuade her to return to the Jiang Sect to recognize her relatives, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

After dinner, the two packed up, went out, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to the cemetery.

An hour later, the car stopped at the gate of the cemetery. Dai Qing paid the money and got out with her things.

When you come to visit the graves during any festival, the gate to the cemetery is closed.

Dai Qing pressed the doorbell next to her, and after a while she heard footsteps. A young man in work clothes came over, frowned, looked at the things in Dai Qing's box, and opened the door directly.

"When not visiting graves, you must leave the park before 5pm and are not allowed to stay."

"no problem."

Dai Qing glanced at him and couldn't help laughing. This man was the one who was scared to tears by her last time. She didn't expect that he didn't resign and leave?

Seeing Dai Qing's smile, the young man looked at her in confusion, but did not ask any more questions and turned to go to the duty room.

Dai Qing smiled. It seemed that after staying here for more than a year, she had become a lot braver.

Dai Qing led Jiang Li along the middle path. They walked through a grove of pine trees half a person's height and stopped in front of a tombstone. Looking at the black and white photo on it, she still felt a pain in her heart.

“This is grandpa’s tombstone.”

Dai Qing said as she put her things aside and started to clear the weeds nearby. She then took out her handkerchief, wiped the tombstone, placed fruit offerings on it, lit incense and candles, and then whispered again.

"Grandpa, I brought someone to see you."

Jiang Li stood in front of the tombstone, staring blankly, with the corners of his mouth trembling a little. Then he stretched out his hand to hold the tombstone, his tone sad,
"Brother, after more than 40 years, I never thought we would meet in this way..."

After Dai Qing kowtowed to her grandfather, she stood up and left without disturbing the two from reminiscing about the past.

She walked alone in the quiet cemetery, stepping on the bluestone bricks. The breeze blew, the pine trees rustled, and a cool feeling spread all over her body.

After a stroll, Dai Qing stood in front of the tombstone entangled by dead vines. It was overgrown with weeds and tangled with branches. It was obvious that no one had taken care of it for a long time.

Twenty minutes later, Dai Qing looked at the newly cleaned tombstone and couldn't help but smile.
"It's fate that we met. I've cleaned up your house. You're welcome."

Except for the cold wind responding to her, everything else was silent.

When Dai Qing turned around and went back, she saw from a distance that Jiang Li had already sat cross-legged in front of her grandfather's tombstone, and he looked like he was ready to have a long conversation with her.

It was still early, so Dai Qing didn't rush and went straight to the duty room and knocked on the window.

The young man stuck his head out. "What's the matter?"

"Grandpa wants to stay a little longer. Can I lend you a small stool to sit on?" Not knowing how long the old man could talk, she looked for a place to rest.

The young man looked at her, opened the door after a moment and handed out a small stool.

"Thank you."

Dai Qing took it and found an open place to sit down. She looked up at the gray sky, not knowing if it was going to change, it was so gloomy and scary.

Unexpectedly, Dai Qing sat there until one o'clock in the afternoon, and the old man didn't show any sign of finishing yet.

The young man in the duty room passed by several times, looked at her, and finally brought out a plate of cakes and handed it to her.
"Eat or not?"

"May I?"

"I didn't buy them either. They were all offerings."