Chapter 70 Dushi, what are you doing?
Anyway, she had just eaten at Mrs. Shang's place, and it was fine if she didn't eat dinner, so she didn't want to mix with them.

Back in the room, Du Xiaozhu untied the bundle and spread it on the table, then went to the yard to find a clean dustpan, and put the strings of paper money in it.

I found a stack of gold paper from among them, recalling that when my grandma burned paper money for her parents when she was a child, she would always pull her aside and teach her to fold ingots.

The clips flashed through Du Xiaozhu's mind one by one like a movie, she closed her eyes and folded them little by little according to her feeling.

For some reason, tears fell in clusters like broken pearls.

After a long time, the ingot in his hand took shape.

Du Xiaozhu opened his eyes, his tear-wet eyelashes were distinct, and they were extraordinarily thick.

The original confusion in the eyes completely disappeared from this moment, and the eyes were exceptionally clear.

"Little fool, it's all over here, so you've made it all the way."

Du Xiaozhu swiftly folded all the remaining gold papers into ingots, and placed them on the dustpan one by one.

He came to the courtyard with a dustpan, took out the fire pocket on his body, and burned the paper money at the place where the silly girl was beaten to death that day.

Silly girl is dead, but her body is still alive. No one knows that the scent of fragrance is gone, and no grave is set up for her. The only place where she can pay homage is the place where she left.

Du Xiaozhu lit the paper money, took out the joss stick and drew a circle around the fire, her grandma did the same when she was a child, and she remembered that she asked her grandma out of curiosity.

"Grandma, why are you drawing circles?"

"Circle this, and then call out the name of the person being sacrificed, and no lonely ghosts will come to snatch it."

I vaguely remember grandma telling her so.

The Yang family, who were having dinner in the kitchen, were summoned by the fire in the courtyard.

Yang Xiuwu who rushed out first thought it was a fire, but saw that it was Du Xiaozhu who was burning the offering.

It's worth it!

Even if it is not a year or a festival, even if you want to sacrifice to your ancestors, you should go to the mountain. If someone burns this thing in the courtyard, isn't it bad luck?

Yang Xiuwu was about to kick the fire when he came over, but was pushed away by Du Xiaozhu.

"What are you going to do? How can you burn this thing in our yard?" Yang Xiuwu didn't expect Du Xiaozhu to push her, so he couldn't stand still and sat on the ground.

At this time, Du Xiaozhu had a serious face, without the usual heartless smile.

"Do not move!"

With a cold glance, Yang Xiuwu felt that he was in an ice cellar, as if his heart was about to be frozen.

The Yang family had never seen Du Xiaozhu like this before, and they were all stunned for a moment.No one came up to help.

Only Yang Xiuning looked at Du Xiaozhu with some scrutiny.

Just now she pushed Yang Xiuwu, but she had a bit of dexterity, and her technique was extremely fast. She used strength between pulling and pushing, but she pushed it out without much effort.

Du Xiaozhu has been in the Yang family for many days, but he has never seen that she knows martial arts, but the skill just now is not something ordinary people can do.

Is she hiding too deeply, or is she being too careless?
Yang Xiuning looked at Du Xiaozhu with a deep look.

After everyone reacted, Du Xiaozhu had already put away all the hostility from his body, as if they were just dazzled by everyone just now.

Widow Yang looked at Yang Xiuwu who was still sitting on the ground and didn't get up, she ran beside Yang Xiuwu to help him up in a few steps, carefully looked at her to make sure she was not injured, and then she was relieved.

He shouted loudly, "Du Shi, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)

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