I was a fortune teller in 90

Aunt Wang looked at her daughter-in-law with some disdain.

"Xiaoqing is such a bad kid. Why doesn't she keep such a good thing for herself?"

"Mom, Xiaoqing is willing to give us good things, which proves that she doesn't treat us as outsiders."

Zhang Ge carefully put the things away again, fearing that they might be damaged.

"Return sincerity for sincerity. Xiaoqing is good to us. If anything happens to that girl in the future, I will definitely do my best to help her. After all, in our community, I will make sure she doesn't suffer any loss."

"You know what, Xiaoqing is really capable. She only makes friends with rich people. She gave such expensive dishes as a gift. With these two dishes, our New Year's Eve dinner will definitely be sumptuous."

Aunt Wang did not refute this. Given their family's financial situation, how could they afford to buy something as expensive as a sea cucumber?

"Neighbors should help each other. Xiaoqing is lonely living alone. You should pay more attention to her in the future."

"Of course. If I meet someone who dares to cause trouble for Xiaoqing, I will be the first one to not let him go."

She now likes Xiaoqing more and more. Besides, her daughter is close to Xiaoqing, so she is willing to protect that girl.

After preparing all the New Year's goods, Dai Qing completely gave up and just ate and drank and then lay down every day.

On New Year's Eve, Dai Qing prepared offerings and took a taxi to the cemetery. She planned to visit her grandfather, burn incense for him, and talk to him.

For other families, New Year’s Eve is a day for reunion, but she was alone, and she felt more at ease when she came to the cemetery to visit her grandfather.

Offering sacrifices to ancestors on New Year’s Eve is also a local custom, but due to distance and weather reasons, many people choose to set up an altar and burn incense at home.

But she had plenty of time, so she carried her things directly to the cemetery.

From New Year's Eve to the fifth day of the New Year, the cemetery is completely open to the public to make it convenient for everyone to commemorate their loved ones.

When Dai Qing came over, the cemetery was bustling with people coming and going.

The air was also filled with the smell of burning paper and incense, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time.

Dai Qing walked to her grandfather's tombstone, placed the prepared offerings, wiped the tombstone clean, lit a bunch of incense and candles, burned some paper money, kowtowed seriously, and then sat on the stone steps beside it.

Sitting quietly looking at my grandfather's slightly serious expression on the tombstone, I felt particularly at ease.

After sitting quietly for a while, Dai Qing realized that the two tombstones adjacent to her grandfather's were empty, with no relatives coming to pay tribute.

Seeing that there were still two bundles of paper money in the basket, Dai Qing burned some for each of them.

"Although we don't know each other, you two are my grandfather's neighbors. I hope you can be friendly neighbors in the underworld."

I don’t know if it was because of her muttering, but when the paper money was burned, a small whirlwind slowly rose from the ground, as if responding to her.

Dai Qing was stunned, stood up, and bowed to the tombstone to show her respect.

Because it was New Year's Eve, most people in the cemetery were in a hurry. Dai Qing sat on the stone steps, sitting quietly with her grandfather, looking at the gloomy sky, and forgot to pay attention to the weather forecast.

"Little girl, it's going to snow soon, go back quickly."

As she was speaking, a woman in her forties appeared in the corridor, looked at her worriedly and urged her.

"Tonight is New Year's Eve, hurry back, it will be troublesome if you miss the bus."

"Thank you, Auntie. I'll be leaving in a moment."

Looking at the aunt she cared about, Dai Qing whispered a yes.

"The weather is cold and the wind makes people's bones ache. We can't stay here for too long. It's easy to get sick. When offering sacrifices to our relatives, just have the intention, but don't take it too seriously."

The cemetery is a place with heavy yin energy, so you can't stay there for a long time. The weather is bad now, and if the evil wind enters your body, you will get a serious illness.

The little girl has been sitting here for a while. Her posture has not changed since she arrived. She looks very sad, and she feels a little bit sorry for her.

Listening to the aunt's advice, Dai Qing nodded and expressed her gratitude, and the other party left with satisfaction. Dai Qing held her chin with both hands and stared at the sky for a moment. It was indeed as the aunt said, it was estimated that it would snow tonight.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, the cemetery became quiet and there was almost no one to be seen.

I heard that after the Shen hour, the Yang energy recedes and the Yin energy rises, making the cemetery unsuitable for staying.

Dai Qing stretched her body. Her feet were numb from sitting for so long.

"Grandpa, another year has passed. Don't worry, I have grown up completely. I will come to see you next year."

The only answer she got was the sound of leaves falling in the wind.

"Hey, is it you?"

Dai Qing turned her head and looked at the young man who appeared in front of her, raised her eyebrows,

"Come to collect the offerings?"

Being teased by Dai Qing, the young man was embarrassed and looked at the cakes on the steps.

"I won't accept yours..."

"It's okay, just collect them. The cakes have dried up in the cold wind. It's better to collect them than to waste them. I heard that eating the offerings can ward off evil spirits."

"Thank you." The young man smiled, looking much more cheerful than usual.

"You're welcome. Thank you for your hospitality last time."

Dai Qing smiled, walked into the corridor, and left the cemetery. When she reached the bus stop, ice particles began to fall from the sky.

Tiny ice particles fell on my neck, making me feel cool, and accompanied by the north wind, they scratched my face and made it hurt.

Dai Qing pulled her scarf up, leaving only her eyes exposed. Half an hour later, the bus squeaked over.

I don't know if this No. 4 bus was eliminated, it's very old and shabby. When it bumps around, the whole bus squeaks. If you take it at night, it's really a bit weird.

By the time she wandered home, it was already past six o'clock and the ice particles had turned into snow particles.

After Dai Qing warmed up for a while, she began to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner. All the food was semi-finished and could be eaten after a little heating.

Four hot dishes, two bowls, and a plate of dumplings.

Even though we can’t finish it, the New Year’s Eve dinner has to be sumptuous.

To create a better atmosphere, Dai Qing poured herself a glass of champagne and had a very satisfying New Year's Eve dinner.

After eating and drinking her fill, washing herself, and setting off a string of firecrackers, Dai Qing finally got into bed.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the ground outside was already white.

Her pager was like an alarm clock, beeping non-stop, mostly with messages from friends wishing New Year's greetings.

Among them, the one who sent the most messages was Tang Zi, who repeated the same message several times, wanting to invite her to BJ to celebrate the New Year.

He said that his training would be completed at the end of the year and he could rest at home for a month. If she was free, she could go directly to the capital and then go on vacation in the south with her friends.

Dai Qing was a little hesitant about Tang Zi's invitation, but after thinking it over again and again, he nodded and agreed.

Instead of spending the New Year alone at home, eating, drinking, having fun and sleeping, she might as well go out and have some fun with Tang Zi and the others.

After making the decision, Dai Qing called Tang Zi back on the second day of the Chinese New Year and agreed to set off on the fifth day.

Since she was going out, Dai Qing started packing her luggage when she got home. (End of this chapter)