Chapter 1166: The Master Starts to Talk Nonsense

"I can't go?" Xixi pointed at herself, looking like she had seen a ghost.

He Xiyan looked at Master Wang in confusion, frowning.

"Master, why can't my daughter go?"

He Xiyan only knew that children under the age of five who were not lucky could not see the coffin, but her daughter was almost 11 years old.

Master Wang frowned slightly, still looking at Xixi on the side, and looked at her for a long time before turning back.

"This girl has a lot of yin energy, and has committed the Seven Killings. The cemetery is a very yin place. If she goes there, she will easily get unlucky and cause a bloody disaster."

Master Wang said every word clearly, as if he was warning.

Xixi didn't think so. She laughed, looked at her brother, patted her brother's arm, and whispered in her brother's ear:

"Did you hear that, brother... Master is talking nonsense!"

Xixi didn't believe this nonsense. Besides, where did her yin energy come from? She was sunny.

He Xiyan nodded and said politely, "Okay, Master Wang, thank you for your reminder. I won't let my daughter go to the cemetery tomorrow."

Although she also felt puzzled, she would rather believe it than not believe it, so she was more cautious.

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That night, He Xiyan lived with her two children at her uncle's house. She got up at six o'clock the next day, had breakfast, and came to her parents' grave.

Her parents were buried in the back mountain of their hometown. It was the most ordinary earthen grave with a small tombstone in front of the grave.

She would come to the grave to pay tribute every Qingming Festival.

It had been a year since she last came here, and the grave was overgrown with weeds. The workers sent by the funeral company took a long time to remove the weeds.

A simple memorial ceremony is needed before changing the grave.

The employees sent by the funeral company had already prepared everything, including incense, firecrackers, fireworks, paper money, wine, food, fish and meat, and a pair of live chickens, one male and one female.

After placing the memorial items on the table, He Xiyan pulled Yuanyuan to kneel in front of the tomb.

Both mother and son changed into black clothes.

"Yuanyuan, remember not to talk." He Xiyan patted her son's shoulder. Before opening the coffin, the relatives of the tomb owner must kneel for a long time to worship.

Yuanyuan nodded to his mother, indicating that he knew. This was the first time he had experienced such a thing. His grandparents had also passed away for many years, but they were all cremated, and there was no such custom in Yecheng.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Yuanyuan knew that he shouldn't say anything about such customs.

The worship lasted for a quarter of an hour.

He Xiyan put her hands on the ground and slowly lowered her head.

Soon, tears welled up in her eyes, and the tears flowed out drop by drop.

Childhood memories flooded into her mind like a tide, and each scene was like a movie. She still remembered what her parents looked like when they were young, the shallow dimples on her father's face when he smiled, and her mother's gentle and pleasant voice. She also remembered that although their family of three was not rich, they lived a peaceful and happy life.

The biggest wish of her parents is that she can get into a good university, have a decent job in the future, marry a good husband, and live a happy life.

She will never forget that her parents used the money they saved for more than 20 years to buy a school district house in the city so that she could go to a better school. She will also never forget that her parents did not buy new clothes for three years just to save money so that she could find a better teacher to learn painting.