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The next day, Bo Yi ordered the proprietress to invite a mourning band, and then made a list for her. The proprietress was efficient in doing things, and came back with big bags in the afternoon.

Bo Yi checked and found that there were no omissions. Ming coins, wreaths, firecrackers, tributes, white candles, censers, and incense were all complete.

Seeing that He Jiatian just walked in, the proprietress asked with concern, "Is little nephew okay?"

He Jiatian's face was a little tired, he waved his hands and said, "It's nothing, I just kept arguing to find his grandma, and I was finally coaxed to sleep by your aunt just now."

The proprietress breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Bo Yi said to He Jiatian, "It's a good time to come, go back and get a piece of clothes worn by the old lady."

"This..." He Jiatian's face was a little hesitant, the old man's clothes had already been burned.

Bo Yi said in a deep voice, "Then she still has the things she used, the quilt she used?"

"Yes, yes." He Jiatian nodded repeatedly, the quilt was more expensive, so he was not willing to burn it.

"Take off the sheet."

"Okay, let's do it right away." He Jiatian turned around and walked out.

Bo Yi added to his back, "Go back and repair the old lady's cemetery."

"Okay." He Jiatian answered loudly, but he had already walked away.

The proprietress smiled at Bo Yi, "Actually, my brother-in-law isn't mean, he's still a good person, but he treated his mother a little bit badly in the past few years, and he was very filial before."

Bo Yi nodded, "Yes, I know."

The proprietress said, "Then is there anything else you want to order?"

Bo Yi said, "Go find some dry straw, as much as possible."

"Okay." The proprietress didn't ask what it was for, she turned around and went to work. After yesterday's incident, she believed in Bo Yi's ability very much.

Xu Youtan knew that Bo Yi was dissatisfied with He Jiatian's behavior because of himself. He Jiatian had not been filial to his mother, and Xu Youtan was experiencing the pain of his parents missing for no reason. Only those who can deeply feel it.

Bo Yi said to Xu Youtan, "Go to sleep first, there is not much time to sleep tonight."

Xu Youtan shook his head, "No, I can't sleep."

"If you're sleepy, go to rest." Bo Yi knew he was in a bad mood, so he didn't force him.

"Ah."

The two sat quietly and waited for a while, He Jiatian first came back holding a gray sheet, Bo Yi asked He Jiatian to put it first, and then the proprietress also brought two middle-aged men holding a big handful of straw When they came back, the proprietress said a few words to the two middle-aged men, and they put the straw in the ground and went back.

The proprietress sat down and took a few sips of water before asking, "What are these for?"

Bo Yi didn't answer her right away, but started to play with the straw on the ground. After 10 minutes, a scarecrow about one meter high was tied up. Bo Yi took the quilt, made it into clothes, wrapped the scarecrow, In an instant, a human-like dummy is ready.

Bo Yi then said, "The old lady's soul is very weak and is bound by the pond, so she has to be temporarily attached to it in order to successfully bring her back."

The proprietress nodded knowingly, "So that's the case."

Bo Yi asked He Jiatian, "Has the tribute table at home been set?"

He Jiatian replied, "According to your instructions, everything is ready."

"Ah."

In the evening, both sides of the road in the village were covered with white lanterns. First, there was a burst of crackling firecrackers, and then there was a mourning and music. The mourners were divided into two teams. The team is at the back, and He Jiatian in the middle is carrying a scarecrow on his back. His wife and proprietress are walking on both sides of him. They hold a big white candle in their hands respectively. A group of people are walking towards the pond. .

An incense table and incense burner were prepared by the pond, and Bo Yi took out three sticks of incense. The first moment he opened the incense burner, white smoke curled up, and the incense burned by itself.

After the three incense sticks were burned, Bo Yi lit three more, and said to He Jiatian who was beside Hou, "The scarecrow will become heavy later, so don't put it down no matter what, until you walk to your ancestral grave, the scarecrow becomes heavy again." Only when it is light can it be put down, and then burned, understand?"

"Yes." He Jiatian nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I will never let my mother make any mistakes."

"Ah."

Bo Yi just waited for the three incense sticks to burn out, and then inserted another three sticks, and this went on and on, and everyone waited patiently.

When Bo Yi inserted the three more incense sticks, the white smoke from just now disappeared, and the incense did not burn again. At this moment, He Jiatian only felt his back sink, and Bo Yi immediately noticed it, holding the incense burner with three unlit incense sticks inserted He took the lead in the direction of the He family's ancestral grave, and He Jiatian and a group of people followed immediately, and the scene suddenly became the same as when he came.

The sound of mourning and music became more sobbing, the sparks of the white candles were bright or dim, jumping in the darkness, He Jiatian's back hunched, and his footsteps began to be heavy.

Walking slowly, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, but his back was terribly cold. He gritted his teeth and persisted, keeping Bo Yi's words firmly in his heart, and did not dare to relax at all.

I don't know how long it took, He Jiatian only felt that the road under his feet began to become empty. He was startled, looked up and found that everyone had disappeared, the surroundings were dead silent, there was no sound, and a cold oppressive feeling came from his head. He Jiatian felt a little scared, he turned his head and glanced at the scarecrow on his back, he was startled when he saw this, and his hands almost let go, but Bo Yi's words echoed in his ears all the time, so he still tensed up.

There is still a scarecrow on the back, and it is the old lady herself. The old lady is resting on He Jiatian's head with a dry hand like a branch. Her complexion is extremely pale and looks very gloomy. When he turned his head like this, his eyes just met.

He Jiatian quickly looked away, and while walking, he stuttered and said, "Mom, it's all my fault. I didn't take good care of you when you were alive, and I made you suffer after death. I was wrong. I knew it was wrong. , Thank you for not hurting Xiaoyaoer. Now dust returns to dust, and dust returns to dust. You can go there with peace of mind. I will take the whole family to see you every new year and holiday. I will also give you the residence below Repair it properly, if you always have any requirements, just entrust it to your son in your dream."

What He Jiatian said was true, two lines of tears just slid down his cheeks, after a while, a faint sigh came from his ears, He Jiatian only felt a coldness in his ears, and the road under his feet suddenly became clear.

The disappearing people slowly appeared in front of them. He Jiatian fell far behind the line at some point, and no one noticed that he was gone. He Jiatian took heavy steps to catch up with them, and his ears The inaudible old voice was fleeting, "I just want to spend more time with my son before reincarnation."

After a long time, the He family's ancestral grave arrived, and the team in front stopped. Bo Yi leaned over and gently placed the incense burner in front of the tombstone, then stood up and waited for He Jiatian. Others didn't know what happened, but he Clearly.

As soon as He Jiatian stopped in front of his ancestor's grave out of breath, the three sticks of incense suddenly burned, and He Jiatian's back suddenly lightened. He knew in his heart how much the old lady loved him.

After He Jiatian burned the scarecrow, he sincerely burned three sticks of incense, knelt down in front of the grave and kowtowed three times, "Mother, my son will bring your precious grandson to see you tomorrow."

His wife and proprietress also knelt down and bowed three times holding three incense sticks respectively.

Bo Yi said to the group of people behind, "Let's go, you can go back first."

……

The next day, He Jiatian took Xiaoyao'er to worship his grandmother, Xiaoyao'er stopped crying, he buried the lost spinning top in the ground around him, and accompanied grandma instead of himself.

In front of the tombstone, they seemed to see a top spinning happily, never stopping.