Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

After having dinner at Yang Zhiping's house, Yang Fan seized the time to practice again.

At [-]:[-], after boiling water and taking a bath in yellow spring water, he took the black gourd and went to the village to pour a bowl of water from the Samsara Lake on the old locust tree.

I stood under the tree and waited for another 10 minutes, but there was still no response.

Yang Fan couldn't guess what grandpa's purpose was, but he had associations with the old locust tree.

The old locust tree has been in Yonghe Village for many years, and it has become a symbol, a symbol, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the sacred tree of Yonghe Village.

Watering the lake of reincarnation is either to cure its baldness every 33 years, or to make it undergo other changes.

For example, turning into a real sacred tree.

Things in the underworld are treasures for Yangjian, and he and Wangfu are the beneficiaries.

Maybe the old pagoda tree drank the water of Samsara Lake and a similar change occurred.

"Not so fast."

Yang Fan muttered, seeing that the lights were still on in the Niu Guyu Courtyard, he hesitated to go in, wandered around, and saw her in the side room in the inner courtyard, making incense.

Sitting on the pony was so engrossed that Yang Fan didn't even realize he was standing at the door.

Yang Fan reckoned that her calm and peaceful state of mind was cultivated from making incense since she was a child.

Incense slices, sachets, incense sticks... All kinds of incense are handicrafts handed down from Niu Guyu's hometown.

In the early years, this job did not make money. After the development of tourism in Dongyang County, it sold a bit of fame in the Yanling Mountain scenic spot and spread it.

Afterwards, Yang Fan gave her advice to focus on high-quality products. She now makes two kinds of incense sticks and sachets.

It takes less time to make a small quantity, but it earns more than handmade products.

The almond eyes are drooping, the corners of the mouth of the delicate melon seed face are pursed into a slight smile, and the dexterous hands are moving rhythmically, and the fragrance of spices seems to surround the whole body, spreading to the whole room.

Yang Fan looked at it quietly for a while, and said, "Madam Niu isn't sleeping yet?"

Niu Guyu shook his shoulders, raised his head and said with a smile: "Surprise my sister-in-law! After finishing this one, I'll take it to town tomorrow, and the attraction says it's sold out. Why are you here?"

As she spoke, she aimed at the black gourd in Yang Fan's hand.

"Give some water to the old locust tree, as my grandfather told me before."

Niu Guyu nodded, she had heard about this before, she tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "It seems that there are three years left, so No.30 will be three years old, right?"

"Well, then, then I'll go back, you should go to bed earlier."

"Okay, you go to bed early, too."

As the footsteps faded away, Niu Guyu stopped his movements and muttered, "Xiaofan, do you want to tell me something?"

Suddenly remembering something, she looked down at her neckline, pursed her lips and smiled, her face flushed slightly.

After a long time, the smile subsided, Niu Guyu stared at the door in a daze, shook his head after a long while and sighed softly.

At this time, Wangfu ran over and squatted down at the door.

Niu Guyu smiled, "Did Xiaofan ask you to come back?"

Wangfu nodded: "Wow!"

Niu Guyu got up and touched the dog's head, "Go, sleep in the yard."

She found out.

Wangfu likes to stay with Yang Fan after he changed his appearance. Apart from eating, he also sleeps at Yang Fan's house at night.

But since Wu Houde came here once, Wangfu would come back to guard the gate every night. She guessed that it was Yang Fan's instruction to let Wangfu come back to protect herself.

In the past, Wangfu was lazy and lifeless, and needed her to take care of her. Now she has become energetic and strong, and she is indeed capable of protecting her, at least it is no problem to guard against thieves.

"Hey……"

Niu Guyu sighed, thinking of a sentence in the book: You were born before I was born, and I am old when I was born.

For her, it means 'I gave birth to the king but I was not born, but the king gave birth to me and I am old'.

She still clearly remembers the first time she met Yang Fan. At that time, Yang Fan was only nine years old, and he went to her house with his grandfather to see a doctor for his brother.

Very shy, small and thin, silent.

But the first sentence he spoke was, "Grandpa, don't take money from her family."

too poor.

The siblings depended on each other, and with the addition of medical treatment for her elder brother, her family was truly destitute. She was 15 years old at the time, dropped out of junior high school, and earned some money by making incense.

The second time when Xiao Yang Fan went there, he secretly waved at her while his grandfather was checking her brother's body.

She was still wondering what the kid was going to do, so she walked up to him, and little Yang Fansai gave her a plastic pencil case and ran away.

When I opened it, I saw that it was money, including coins and banknotes, in all denominations from one to one hundred, nearly 800 yuan.

There is also a note written crookedly with a pencil: I kept it myself, don't tell my grandpa.

At that time, Niu Guyu shed tears.

In this way, every time Grandpa Yang went to her house, Yang Fan would follow, and the two gradually became familiar with each other.

But it was only limited to meeting, every time he took the initiative to talk to him, he was silent.

She later found out that Yang Fan had no parents to take care of him since he was a child, so he developed such a character.

Originally, the hospital said that her brother would not survive a year, so he insisted on living for another four years in Yang Jianye's hands.

Not only free medical treatment, but also a lot of help in life.

Later, she married to Yonghe Village.

Thinking of this, Niu Guyu pursed her lips and laughed. On the night of the wedding, 12-year-old Yang Fan ran into the room and lifted her red hijab.

Since the second year of junior high school, Yang Fan likes to run to her house the most. He comes back on weekends without leaving his schoolbag, and leaves after looking around.

How could Niu Guyu not understand, the little boy had reached puberty, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Once I took a bath by myself and saw him lying in the haystack on the back wall through the cracks in the bricks, his whole face was red.

After Grandpa Yang passed away, Yang Fan became even more reticent, and he was able to talk more with the villagers.

It was also during high school, she often ran around to take care of him, and after getting in touch with Yang Fan a lot, the two really got to know each other better.

"Hey~"

After laughing, Niu Guyu sighed again, lamenting that his life was too hard.

In this era when the age gap is no longer a problem, compared with the six-year gap of "the king is born, I am old", Ke Ming is the alarm bell hanging above her head.

If it wasn't for this, she thought, she would probably summon up the courage to be brave again and ask: "Xiaofan, I like you, will you marry me?"

……

A stick of incense that could have been prepared in 10 minutes took almost half an hour in her memory.

After packing up his things, Niu Guyu took a shower and then lay down on the bed to sleep.

Closing his eyes, uncontrollably, Yang Fan's face and the relationship between the two appeared again in his mind.

"Does he like me?"

Niu Guyu was not sure, in her opinion, those ambiguous scenes, apart from misunderstandings and coincidences, were probably due to a man's nature and his curiosity towards women.

"Even if you like it..."

Turning over again, Niu Guyu opened his eyes and blinked, then pursed his lips and laughed, thinking of the scene where Yang Fan hurriedly wiped his bear's mouth when the soup was spilled.

"I didn't realize what it was like."

In the darkness, Niu Guyu's face was full of peach blossoms, he bowed and curled up, reaching down with one hand.

After a few minutes, her cheeks were hot, and her blushing face was so charming under the light from the window that it seemed to soak up all the darkness in the room.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and unconsciously murmured: "Mmm...Xiaofan..."

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