It's dark.
At the crossroads, in the dim light, groups of three or four people were kneeling on the ground.
Candles were lit and a fire was started.
On normal days, this kind of thing would definitely be stopped by the city control, but tonight is different.
Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival. In Lushan City, people burn paper money for their ancestors the night before, and usually do so at crossroads where many roads lead in all directions. The roadside has already been burnt black, with piles of ashes.
There was a special old man standing not far away holding a bucket of water to prevent a fire from occurring due to unburned paper.
It was the first time that Xiaoqi burned paper with her aunt at the crossroads in the city. When they were at home, adults usually didn't let children participate. Gumula Village was large and sparsely populated, so there was no need to crowd on the side of the road. They could just send the paper to Shuiwei to burn it.
Xiao Qi knelt on the newspaper, watching the paper money burn little by little, and the word "billion" on it was swallowed up by the fire bit by bit.
She had no impression of her grandfather, but she still followed the local customs and prayed with her aunt in her heart that her grandfather had money to spend and was well fed and clothed in the underworld.
My aunt burned it for her grandparents, probably Xiaoqi's great-grandmother and great-grandfather.
After she finished muttering, Xiao Qi concentrated on burning paper money. Because her aunt said not to go out at night, she went for a long-distance run in the afternoon. The amount of exercise for today was almost enough. But at this moment, the sincere blessing at the cost of life popped up in her mind again. What did it mean?
Xiaoqi asked the system, but the system ignored her. It seemed that the system was mechanical, a bit like Siri on an iPhone, with no emotional intelligence.
She thought about how she used to always casually say, "I want to pray to God to live for two, not five years, so that I can become a super beautiful, not super smart girl." Of course, she felt that it was just talk and not true. Wishes are not real, and she doesn't know what she wants.
And there is no god who can really make wishes come true.
But now she actually received a sincere blessing at the cost of her life. Was it just a random wish like when she was a child?
Probably not. If it was just a random wish, then you can’t give it to her.
But it’s incredible to think about it.
In fact, she didn't give much. Later, she looked at the person who added her as a friend, and it was Liu Anquan who was discharged from the hospital.
He should have known that it was her donation.
Xiaoqi didn't pass.
I didn't refuse and just left it alone.
Just think about it, and don’t make wishes casually in the future.
Also, don’t owe favors or anything else to others easily. You have to pay it back, and the repayment is actually more. You should still work hard on your own.
In short, although he received a sincere blessing, Xiaoqi was thinking about all these random things at the moment.
She checked the Sincere Blessing, which could be used once, whenever she felt it was necessary.
"It's burned. Why are you still in a daze? Burn the newspaper too." Aunt patted her shoulder gently.
She stood up, her legs a little numb, and threw the newspapers that had just been spread on the ground into the fire. After watching the fire burn out, she went back with her aunt.
The hospital was still very busy, and there was no change because of the upcoming Ghost Festival.
However, the basement is a bit quiet today because in addition to the accommodation for the caregivers, there is also a morgue.
The morgue is separated and not connected to this place, but it is right next door.
My aunt also had to go to work on the night of the Ghost Festival. Originally, she didn't want to take the night care job, but her previous work was not finished, so it was not easy to interrupt. Later, an old employer was hospitalized again and still needed her to take care of him. She was an old lady who paid very generously, was a clean person, and it was not too much trouble, so Su Simei continued to work.
Since her aunt didn't allow her to go out for a walk, Xiaoqi stayed in the house practicing calligraphy, copying books, reviewing Japanese, and learning the last five lessons of the fourth volume of New Concept English. Just like in class, her time was arranged very neatly, with each class lasting 40 minutes, followed by a 10-minute break to lie down, and then continuing to study.
She found that dividing time into blocks would make it seem like there was more time and it would not be easily wasted.
And it was much more efficient. However, just when she was reviewing her Japanese, there was a loud bang on the door.
"who?"
"Sister Xiaoqi, it's me."
Xiao Qi heard the voice and it turned out to be Lin Qingqing from next door. She felt very panicked and got up to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Lin Qingqing rushed in.
She had just gone upstairs to the bathroom and heard that someone had died. She was so scared that she ran all the way. The more she ran, the more scared she became. She felt that her breathing was amplified countless times.
But she didn't dare to knock on her mother's door. Her mother had to get up at three o'clock the next morning to light the stove and knead dough for pancakes. If she knocked on the door now, she would be beaten to death.
Her father was not at home again, probably because he had gone out drinking again. Her brother used to be at home, but he had been mysteriously not coming back recently, saying he had gone out to work to earn money, and when he came back with some money, her parents no longer cared about her. She used to live in the same room with her brother, separated by a curtain, and she didn't feel scared, but today, for some reason, she was scared to death.
In short, I was scared and didn't dare to stay in my room, so I came to find Sister Xiaoqi.
She saw that the light in Sister Xiaoqi's room was on. In fact, the relationship between the two was average, and they just needed to talk a few more words, but at this time, Lin Qingqing couldn't care less.
"Sister Xiaoqi, I'm a little scared. I'll stay here with you. You can do your homework or read. I'll just listen to some music. I won't disturb you."
Su Xiaoqi was studying so hard that she had forgotten about the Ghost Festival.
She felt very warded off evil spirits when studying, full of righteousness and immunity to all poisons, and was not afraid at all. However, when she saw the little girl behind her, she didn't want to just leave her aside, so she took a break.
"I'll get you some fruit."
There were a lot of fruits sent by patients in the ward, and my aunt had no shortage of them. Lin Qingqing's father might be a male nurse, and he had an average relationship with the patients, so it was rare for patients to send fruits. Xiaoqi quickly cut a fruit platter of apples, pears, and grapes.
When Lin Qingqing came in, she smelled the faint fragrance of flowers and apples, which made her feel very comfortable. The first time she saw it, she envied the way Sister Xiaoqi decorated her room. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to make one, so she wanted to ask her brother to make one, but her brother was nowhere to be found.
Lin Qingqing ate the fruit leisurely, looked at the house with envy, and even reached out to touch the wallpaper.
Xiao Qi smiled and said, "I have time on Friday and can help you put it up. You can go to the store and choose the wallpaper you like, but try to choose a lighter color. The room will look brighter and bigger."
When Lin Qingqing heard that Sister Xiaoqi was willing to help, she suddenly became happy and forgot her fear.
When she first came, she was holding a stack of books, pretending to read together, but she actually didn't like reading, her grades were average, and she had no interest in reading during the holidays, so she quickly took out the book "The Female Supporting Character Wants to Make a Comeback" that was tucked between the books. She rented it from the bookstore in front of the school because the school had strict control over mobile phones. Although she had novels on her phone, she still had the habit of renting books. Otherwise, her mother would scold her if she saw her playing with her phone every day, but she didn't care about her reading.
Xiao Qi looked up and knew what she was doing.
She used to do the same thing, but she hadn't rented books for a long time. The books in the rental bookstore were novels, some with the same routines, some different. She felt refreshed after reading them, but she was also worried about the plot in the book. She couldn't even concentrate on the class, and she really wanted to know what would happen next.
But after watching so much, when I think back, it seems that I don’t have any impression of it.
It is very addictive. Xiaoqi once thought that the best life was probably the afternoon, carefree, with sunshine, snacks, and a novel that could be read until the end of time.
Lin Qingqing started reading a novel and did not disturb Xiaoqi.
Xiaoqi continued to study.
However, Lin Qingqing had sent a WeChat message to her brother before, saying that she was scared and asked where her brother was. Her brother did not reply at that time, but only replied to the WeChat message now and sent a video. It looked like there were a lot of people and it was very noisy. Fortunately, she was wearing headphones.
There was no word of comfort, and Lin Qingqing didn't want to reply, so she took a video and sent it over.
Sister Xiaoqi is doing homework while she is reading novels.
Lin Min and his friends were making a lot of noise in the KTV. Everyone was singing, drinking, and smoking. It was so bizarre that if a ghost came, it would probably be scared away.
He felt his cell phone vibrate, and being somewhat worried about his sister, he got up and went out.
When I opened my phone, I saw that my sister had replied to my WeChat message.
Under the bright light, there sat a straight figure.
The white carnations in the pottery jar next to it were quietly blooming.
There was a thick stack of books on the table and a schedule on the wall.
It makes people feel quiet and peaceful at first glance.
At this time, a woman supporting another woman hurried past him. The sound of vomiting was heard and there was a strange smell in the air.
He was stunned for a moment and replied: Go to bed early and don't bother others.
Then turned off the phone.
I returned to the KTV room and opened the door.
"Come, be merry, there's plenty of time,
Come, love, there is plenty of folly,
Come, wander, there are plenty of directions anyway,
Come on, make it up, there's plenty of scenery to behold,
Ah, it itches..."
Standing in the middle of the stage, a woman in a black off-shoulder dress and high heels was singing seriously. When she saw him coming, she waved at him and smiled sweetly, so sweet that it was greasy, like overripe wine.
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