This superpower is unreliable.

Lunch time was peaceful.

Although Huang Guojian did not explicitly ask her not to talk while eating, if she said a few more words while chatting, he would knock her hand with chopsticks. So Huang Chiyao always kept silent when eating at home, which also formed her habit of eating fast.

However, this meal was more dull than usual, without any interaction. Huang Guojian was busy eating without complaining about which dish was too salty or bland. Even Lin Qinluo, who usually put food in her and Huang Yaohui's bowls to ask them to eat more, just ate the food in front of her quietly. Although they were living in peace, there was always a feeling of impending storm. Huang Chiyao didn't want to stay at the table any longer, so after finishing his meal early, he followed Huang Guojian's instructions and took the small piece of dried tofu to go to the Third Grandma's house.

In fact, she was not very familiar with the Third Grandma. She only knew that she was a respected elder in the Huang family. Apart from visiting her with her parents during the holidays, or occasionally passing by her house to say hello, she did not have much contact with her.

But she had also heard other relatives talk about the Third Grandma, saying that she knew a little about Feng Shui and fortune-telling, and would help people choose dates or look at Feng Shui, and it was quite accurate. Huang Chiyao didn't know much about this, but sometimes when she passed by her house, she would look through the door that was always open and see a group of gossipy women chatting together.

So, why did her father specifically ask her to give this piece of paper to her third grandmother? Could it be related to Feng Shui?

She thought, she might as well try asking when she got there.

The third grandmother's house is not far from her home, and it only takes about ten minutes to get there by bike. Unlike Huang Chiyao's house, which is in the center of the town, the third grandmother's house is on the edge of the town, and there is a piece of land behind the house where she can grow some vegetables and raise pigs and chickens.

With doubts, Huang Chi arrived at the door of the Third Grandma's house in a short while. The door was still open as she remembered, but when she looked inside, it seemed that there was no one in the house. She blew a few breaths on her hands that were frozen by the wind from riding a bicycle, and walked into the house and called out, "Third Grandma?"

The door was open so someone must be home, right? Could it be in the vegetable garden?

Huang Chiyao rubbed her hands and walked towards the vegetable garden behind the house. When she passed the pigpen, a fat-headed and big-eared pig was looking up at her with its small black bean-like eyes. It looked like it had been acupunctured and could not move. Huang Chiyao could not help laughing, so she wrinkled her nose and imitated the pig's cry, shouting "Hoho!" at it a few times.

The pig still didn't respond, and the smell of pig manure was too bad, so she didn't stay any longer and turned to leave. But after walking a few steps, she heard someone shouting.

"Who?"

Huang Chi raised his head and saw that it was the Third Grandma whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Third grandma!"

She was seen carrying a wooden barrel, which she carried effortlessly with one hand. After Huang Chi called her, she put the barrel down and asked doubtfully with a frown, "Sister?"

Huang Chiyao walked towards her, and when he got closer he found that the barrel was actually half filled with something like their own organic fertilizer, which smelled a bit. Including the wooden barrel, it was probably as heavy as a bag of rice.

I haven't seen her for such a long time, but the old lady is still so strong and healthy.

"How did you get here? It's dirty here. Come on, go back to the house and sit down." The third grandmother put the bucket of fertilizer aside, grabbed Huang Chiyao's hand and pushed her into the house. She had been working outdoors, but the wrinkled, rough but powerful hand was even warmer than hers when it grabbed her, and seemed to be a little wet.

"Ouch, your hands are so cold." San Tainan held Huang Chiyao's hand tighter, "Come in quickly and have a cup of hot tea to warm your hands." Huang Chiyao smiled, quietly broke free from San Tainan's hand, took her arm and walked into the house with her, "I rode my bike here, and I didn't see you in the front hall just now, so I thought of coming in to look for you."

The Third Grandma laughed, "Hehe, you little girl, you're thinking of coming to see the Third Grandma right after you got back?"

Huang Chi nodded, but she felt a little strange in her heart. How did the Third Grandma know that she had just returned? But then she thought, since her father asked her to come over and give the things to the Third Grandma, he must have given her a heads-up in advance.

When the Third Grandma put a cup of hot tea in her hand, she took a sip first, held it to warm her hands, then took out the small piece of dried tofu from her pocket and handed it to the Third Grandma.

"Third Grandma, Dad asked me to give this to you."

The third grandmother didn't say anything, but took the dried tofu with a smile, and opened it in front of Huang Chiyao.

Huang Chiyao looked around pretending to be indifferent. After his eyes swept across the paper, he took the opportunity to take a look. He didn't see anything, but just vaguely saw that there seemed to be a bunch of numbers written on it.

The third grandmother quickly folded the paper into the shape of dried tofu and said to Huang Chiyao, "Amei, go back and tell your father to rest assured that we will take care of this matter for him."

"Okay." Huang Chiyao held the hot tea in his hand and blinked as he looked at her. "But what is it that Dad wants Third Grandma to do?"

"You'll know when the time comes." The third grandmother took the piece of dried tofu and walked into her room. From inside, there was the sound of a drawer being opened, and then there were faint words that sounded like the third grandmother talking to herself. Huang Chi stood up without making a sound, tilted his head and pricked up his ears to barely hear a fragment of words.

"We...are suffering...because of these young people. This is...about life-long events, so we can't be careless. But these horoscopes look...suitable, the second day of the Lunar New Year is...a good day."

When he heard the sound of the drawer being pushed in, Huang Chiyao quickly sat down, drank his tea and waited for her to come out.

When the Third Grandma came out of the room, she said cheerfully to Huang Chiyao, "Amei, you continue to drink your tea. I'll go feed the chickens and pigs first."

"Let me help you."

“No, no!” The Third Grandma pushed Huang Chiyao, who had stood up, back to the stool, “Sit down and drink some tea to warm yourself up. You have a delicate body, don’t run around.”

"Hey, Grandma San!"

Huang Chiyao originally wanted to take the opportunity to ask a few more questions, but the Third Grandma was very determined and refused to let her help, and she left in a hurry.

She looked at the gradually darkening sky outside, then glanced at Third Grandma's locked room and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, she drank the tea in the cup which had already cooled down a little, then took out her cell phone and sent a few messages.

After sending the message, she walked out of the house. The sky suddenly became gloomy and pressed down on her head, like layers of heavy curtains, waiting to be pulled apart at the right time. Huang Chi raised the corners of her mouth and imitated the fortune tellers by counting with her fingers, randomly tapping her fingers with her thumb, pretending so much that she couldn't help laughing, and then she sighed deeply.

Today is the 28th day of the lunar year, and in two days it will be New Year's Eve.

As the month and year come to an end, the old is replaced by the new.

It must be a good day to welcome a new life.