Wang Youcai picked up the mobile phone clipped to his waist and called his wife, Ding Qiong.

He was flustered and confused. As soon as the other party answered the phone, he said anxiously, "Wife, it's me. Bring Xingwang to Wangjia Village!"

"What nonsense are you spouting so early in the morning? Xingwang has swimming lessons today!"

"Stop going! Come to my father's funeral, immediately!"

"No, Xingwang is still so young, why is he going to a funeral? You should come back soon and just pay your respects!"

Wang Youcai noticed Wang Laosan's cold gaze and his face turned red.

He roared with almost all his might, "Bring the child here right now, or else! Otherwise, I'll divorce you!"

He hung up the phone after saying that.

Ding Qiong on the other end of the phone snorted coldly, muttered "crazy," and didn't take it to heart.

For the first time, Wang Youcai felt that his wife was being unreasonable. He said guiltily, "Dad, don't worry, you'll see Xingwang in half a day at most."

"Hmm," Wang Laosan responded.

"Since we're just waiting anyway, is there anything else you wish for? Your son will take care of it for you!"

Wang Laosan slightly twisted his upper body to face Kui Kui, who then consciously tilted his head away.

The old man and the young man stared at each other, their expressions a strange mix of awkwardness and amusement.

"Grandpa said he wants to eat braised pork, roast chicken, and steamed fish."

Upon hearing this, Wang Youcai thought to himself: These are not the things the old man usually likes to eat!

He looked at Kui Kui suspiciously and couldn't help but ask, "Little girl, you don't want to eat it yourself, do you?"

Kui Kui pouted, looking somewhat aggrieved.

Before Old Lady Wang could react, Wang Laosan had already picked up a wooden stick and chased Wang Youcai out, making a "woo-woo" sound as he did so.

"Dad, don't hit me! I was wrong, I'll go prepare right away."

"Uncle Wang, please change your pants," Kui Kui added loudly as he chased after him to the door.

Wang Youcai waved his hand to indicate that he had heard, and then fled in panic.

Old Mrs. Wang appeared behind Kui Kui without her noticing, stroking her soft hair and saying, "You said it yourself, didn't you?"

Kui Kui suddenly turned around and said with a smirk, "Grandma is really amazing. Nothing can be hidden from Grandma."

Flattery will get you everywhere.

Old Mrs. Wang felt very comfortable after hearing her words.

"Although your Grandpa Wang has regained part of his soul, he may still have some sense of taste, but he has definitely lost his sense of smell."

"But Grandma and I can both smell it!"

"You little devil!"

Grandma Wang bent down and patted her little bottom as a slight punishment, saying, "Little child, don't lie."

Kui Kui nodded obediently and asked, "Grandma, can I go see that kitten?"

Go!

Cats are spiritual beings, and besides, she is a descendant of a shaman, so there is no reason for her to stop them.

Kui Kui picked up a small stool and lay down on the edge of the coffin. There he saw the black cat lying in the center, motionless.

She frowned and reached out her hands to the kitten.

Because she wasn't tall enough, she tried her best to stand on her tiptoes.

He lost his balance, fell headfirst, and tumbled in.

A large hand suddenly grabbed her by the back of her collar and put her on the ground.

Kui Kui turned around and saw Wang Laosan standing expressionlessly behind him.

She smiled shyly and said, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Wang Laosan's facial muscles twitched, and he couldn't manage a smile for a long time.

He simply gave up, reached out and picked up the black cat, handing it to Kui Kui.

The black cat's body was still warm, but it was already stiff.

After all that trouble, the little black cat finally passed away.

Kui Kui had witnessed many life-and-death situations with Old Lady Wang, and although she felt sorry for the little black cat, she wasn't too sad.

"Grandma, can I bury it?"

Grandma Wang nodded, and seeing Kui Kui leave, she bowed to Wang Laosan and said, "Thank you for your help earlier, Brother Wang."

Having learned from his previous experience, Wang Laosan raised his hands, lifted his cheeks, and forced a smile.

Kui Kui carried the black cat's corpse to the old locust tree at the village entrance.

She put down the black cat, picked up a stone from the roadside, and began digging a hole.

He exhaled white mist, but fine beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead.

As she buried the kitten, a small, dark shadow curled up in front of her.

Kui Kui examined you for a moment and said, "You're so pitiful. Your mother doesn't want you, and you're being bullied by Uncle Wang. I'll set up a shrine for you, and I'll worship you from now on, making you a great immortal!"

The little black cat suddenly raised its head, its blue eyes brimming with light.

With the black cat's permission, Kui Kui picked it up and ran home.

As soon as they entered, the two immortals sensed the black cat's ghostly aura. Their gaze swept over it, and the black cat trembled involuntarily.

Kui Kui whispered, "The spirits that Grandma worships inside are very powerful. I'll take you to my room."

The immortals, seeing that the black cat was brought by Kui Kui, remained silent.

Kui Kui's house was in the backyard, and the furnishings inside were simple: a bed, a low cabinet, and a stool.

She took out colorful candy wrappers and cigarette packs that she had collected from the cabinet and built a colorful house. She also made a standing memorial tablet out of white paper.

She held the pen, looked at the black cat, and was at a loss.

"I can't write black, but I can write white. Can I call you Grandpa White?"

Helpless, the black cat spoke in a childish boy's voice.

"Just call me Xiaobai."