Xue Bin felt that even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to escape, so he turned around and ran away.

Xue Changqing was so angry that she took off her shoes and threw them towards Xue Bin.

"You bastard, don't run away..."

Xue Bin shouted at me heartbreakingly as he ran: "Thirteen, please help me say something!"

"Uncle Xue, um... hit gently, don't move your waist."

It seems that Xue Bin has taken the blame.

If you do too many immoral things and do a good deed unexpectedly, no one will believe you in the end.

Those who watch the fun become the fun themselves.

I can only say that God is watching what you do, and you will not be able to survive if you do it yourself!

Without Xue Bin to play around with, I went home early to rest.

Unexpectedly, I just walked in, and Mr. Sang came back with a disappointed look on his face.

"Master Sang, you are so fresh today!

Why are you back just after nine o'clock? This is not like your style.

Why is Widow Li pouting with you?"

Mr. Sang rolled his eyes at me angrily.

"Go away, don't you want to look outside the window yourself?"

I was stunned for a moment and wiped the ice flowers on the window.

"Snowing!"

I don't know when heavy snow began to fall from the sky, and the ground was already covered with a thick layer of white.

Mr. Sang rubbed his hands, went to the stove, opened the soup pot, and took out a big kidney with chopsticks.

“Kidneys paired with wine will last forever.”

As he spoke, Mr. Sang picked up the wine bottle from the cabinet, poured a small cup, and started drinking.

After drinking for three rounds, Mr. Sang smacked his lips.

"Thirteen, have you prepared all the things I asked you to prepare before?"

I nodded slightly and pointed to the big red cabinet at the end of the kang.

"It's been prepared a long time ago. It's still the same as Lao San, glutinous rice sticks, Laofen wine, and red date cake.

It's just that with such heavy snow, I'm afraid we will have to delay going to Laogushan for a few days.

I wonder how Grandpa Zhou is doing alone in the mountains?"

In Laogushan, thirty miles west of the forest farm, there lived an old man named Zhou Guwu. I always called him Grandpa Zhou.

Grandpa Zhou was born as a soldier. When he was young, he fought against imps and killed bandits.

In a battle, he became disabled and lost one eye.

After the war, he refused various generous offers and lived alone in Laogushan.

The local department has mobilized many times over the years to move him to a forest farm or a town, so that he can be taken care of easily if he needs anything.

But they were all rejected by Grandpa Zhou!

Grandpa Zhou said that all his comrades-in-arms died on Laogushan, and he would stay there for the rest of his life and be buried there after his death.

This defense lasted for more than forty years.

In the early years when Mr. Sang was in trouble, Grandpa Zhou once saved his life. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was his savior.

So every New Year and holiday, we would bring some of Grandpa Zhou’s favorite foods to Laogushan to visit him.

Mr. Sang took a sip of wine and looked out the window.

"This year, in addition to the third item, I need to prepare one more thing."

"What's the extra thing?"

I was stunned, with a puzzled look on my face.

"shroud!"

I was slightly startled, and I didn't come back to my senses.

"The last time I saw Grandpa Zhou, his body was still very strong. Why did he suddenly need to prepare a shroud?"

It was only about two months ago that I last saw Grandpa Zhou.

Even though Grandpa Zhou is already eighty-six this year, his body has always been very strong.

I couldn't live alone, so I cultivated two acres of mountain land in Laogushan.

Carrying a load of water and walking two miles without losing breath, even I felt a little ashamed of myself.

Last autumn, an old leopard in the mountains came to the yard to seize a sheep. Grandpa Zhou just held a machete and chased the beast away across the mountain.

Could it be that Grandpa Zhou is suffering from some serious illness?

“I have prepared all the things in advance and packed them under the cabinet.

Go to bed early and we'll set off early tomorrow morning."

"It's so urgent. Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Could it be that Grandpa Zhou really..."

My heart tightened, and it didn't look like Mr. Sang was joking.

According to folk customs, it is taboo to travel far on New Year's Day, and it's still snowing heavily.

On New Year's Day in the countryside, few people go far away.

The most I can do is pay New Year greetings to my elders and go to a nearby temple or Taoist temple to offer incense and pray for blessings.

Usually, we don’t start visiting relatives and friends until after the second grade of junior high school.

According to the old saying, good weather and good times are left to God. Naturally, people cannot compete with God for time.

If you violate the taboo, you will be in trouble.

Grandpa Sang has always paid the most attention to customs and taboos. Is Grandpa Zhou’s time really coming?

I have mixed feelings in my heart.

It was windy and snowy all night, and I tossed and turned.

The genius was bright and we went out early.

I carried a bamboo basket on my back, which contained the old three things, some shroud offerings, ingots and incense candles.

Mr. Sang carried his iron box on his back.

This makes me even more confused. Aren’t all the magic weapons in Mr. Sang’s iron box?

Mr. Sang always had a serious look on his face, and I didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The wind and snow have not stopped, and the mountain road is rugged and difficult to navigate.

It was almost noon before we finally arrived at Laogushan.

At this time, Laogushan was already covered in silver, and a row of dilapidated stone houses were located in the mountain stream, with smoke still rising from the chimneys.

Before we arrived, the two goats in the yard were already bleating non-stop.

"Grandpa Zhou, Grandpa Zhou..."

I hurriedly shouted several times into the yard, but I was very worried, fearing that something might happen to Grandpa Zhou.

Fortunately, just after I finished speaking, the door curtain slowly opened, and a white-haired old man wearing a big felt hat poked his head out.

"I was wondering why the magpies kept chirping this morning. It turns out that Thirteen is here!"

Even though Grandpa Zhou is over eighty years old this year, he can laugh like a bell and reveal a row of black and yellow teeth.

I looked up and down at Grandpa Zhou, and saw that Grandpa Zhou's face was red and his breath was even.

No matter how you look at it, you don’t look like a terminally ill person!

"Don't be dumbfounded! Come in and light the fire. I've got rabbit meat stewed in this pot!"

After Grandpa Zhou returned to the house, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at Master Sang.

"Grandpa Zhou is obviously doing well, but he insists on asking me to prepare some kind of shroud.

Now you are making up lies one after another, and I was almost deceived by you."

Mr. Sang didn't speak, he just walked slowly towards the house.

I then opened the door curtain and followed closely.

But after entering the house, I was finally dumbfounded.

The house was very clean, as if it had been wiped carefully, and everything was covered with white cloth.

Two thick white candles and an ever-burning lamp have been placed on the cabinet.

The walls are covered with white silk, and the whole room is decorated like a mourning hall.

"Grandpa Zhou, what are you doing..."

Grandpa Zhou grabbed my hand with a faint smile and comforted me in a low voice: "I'm getting older, so I have to leave eventually.

You can come and see me off for the last time, I am very satisfied with my old bones."

Mr. Sang sighed softly and glanced at me.
Chapter completed!