Chapter 2 This time, Chen Panguo’s eyes were red...
"Heaven and earth, please help me, little devil, go back to where you came from, and don't bother my Chen Panpan, or I will beat you to ashes--"
Grandpa Chen doesn't actually chant to exorcise ghosts, but here, when people encounter strange or unsolvable problems, they usually ask someone to exorcise or burn something. Most people call a professional shaman or spiritualist to do this. But if you call these professionals, you should at least give them some goodies, like towels, soap, cigarettes, handkerchiefs, gloves, etc. If you don't have anything else, at least treat them to a meal.
For this reason, before needing to exorcise or burn something, everyone would first do it themselves. If they succeeded, then everything would be fine, and the extra expense would be saved. However, if one's own skills were insufficient and no divine assistance was available, then people would be forced to resort to paying for services.
Anyway, at this moment, Grandpa Chen, who was 55 years old and had completely black hair without a single white hair, closed his eyes and drove Chen Pan in a mysterious manner.
"Huff!!" Seeing her grandfather like this, Chen Pan, whose face was covered with tears, laughed subconsciously. At the same time, while no one was paying attention, she subconsciously pressed her right fingernail into her palm.
"What Chen Panpan? You're such a bitch, and you're still beating up little ghosts!" Seeing her granddaughter smile, Xu Chunhua, who was originally very worried, subconsciously relaxed. As soon as she relaxed and looked up at the old man who was pretending to be mumbling, she also laughed along with Chen Pan.
"I can't beat up little ghosts, but I can scare them. Look at the little ghost next to Panpan. I scared her away!" Chen Aiguo, a well-known kindhearted man in the area who loved his wife, smiled innocently. He then opened the stove lid and used the torch inside to light the paper. He swirled the paper around the heads of Xu Chunhua and Chen Pan, who were cuddling together in bed. Then he quickly took the burning paper to the iron basin in the middle hall.
The burning paper burned rapidly in the iron basin. Before the fire was about to go out, Chen Aiguo, who was wearing a gray patched cotton jacket and cotton trousers, simply knelt down and kowtowed three times, completing all the ghost-exorcism procedures.
"Yeah, it seems you're pretty capable. But Panpan hasn't been to the temple or the mountain these past two days. How did she suddenly get involved with something bad?"
Xu Chunhua, who was sitting at the head of the bed, remained silent while her husband burned paper and kowtowed. When he finished, patting his knees and rising, Xu Chunhua gently touched her granddaughter's forehead and spoke subconsciously.
"Alas, maybe when I went to the mountain to burn incense for that ancestor today, I brought back a homesick ancestor, or a lonely ghost that no one worships," Chen Aiguo answered seriously as he entered the master bedroom. Tomorrow is Little New Year, and they have a tradition of celebrating the New Year with their ancestors early. This morning, he joined everyone to burn incense for the ancestor in the mountain, and perhaps that's when he attracted some evil spirit.
He had something in mind, and when he got close to the bed, he stretched out his big hand and touched Chen Pan's forehead carefully.
"No fever, it's probably not a cold."
Xu Chunhua, wearing a red and green cotton-padded jacket, started talking about science again at this time.
"It's probably just a normal weirdness. It's okay as long as she's not really sick." Seeing his granddaughter leaning in his wife's arms with a depressed look on her face, Chen Aiguo, who was wearing a patched cotton-padded jacket, continued to comfort his wife.
"Indeed, as long as you don't get sick with a fever, everything will be fine." Touching her granddaughter's hair lovingly, Xu Chunhua said to Chen Pan, "Grandma fried a lot of potato balls and potato chips, and your grandfather also soaked some vermicelli noodles. I'm going to stir-fry some cabbage and vermicelli balls now. We'll have dinner early today. After dinner, get dressed and take a walk in the yard. You'll be all right soon."
"Yeah!" Feeling the severe pain in his palm, Chen Pan nodded instinctively.
"I'll find you two more Analgin tablets later. Take one before meals and one before bed."
Feeling that his granddaughter's expression was always wrong, Liu Aiguo, who had been standing at the head of the bed, couldn't help but step forward again and touched Chen Pan's forehead.
"Okay, I'll eat it later."
Feeling the rough touch of his grandfather's palm, Chen Pan, whose heart was already filled with shock, ecstasy, disbelief and incredibleness, immediately cheered up and agreed.
The three of them exchanged a few words in the main room, and finally Grandma Chen took Grandpa Chen to the kitchen to get busy. Of course, before actually going to the kitchen, Grandpa Chen had already found two white tablets of Analgin for Chen Pan, and Grandma Chen immediately poured Chen Pan a glass of boiled water.
After the two of them left, Chen Pan, whose right palm had turned blue from pressing his hands, immediately got out of bed without hesitation and began to observe his surroundings carefully.
The three-meter-long earthen kang where she had just been lying, the black and white newspapers stuck to the edge, the huge black stove in the center of the room, the long chimney that had once been white but now blackened and yellowed by smoke. On the stove, the bubbling kettle where her grandmother had just poured her hot water, the worn iron basin filled with briquettes and honeycomb coal beside the stove, the long yellow coffee table only a meter away, and the long, hard sofa that was neatly laid out behind it.
Chen Pan, wearing a pair of worn cotton shoes, touched the yellow coffee table and the long sofa covered with floral cloth beside him in a daze.
Finally, she walked to the TV cabinet against the wall. There was not only a yellow TV cabinet, but also a large wardrobe and a small double-door cabinet that was slightly lower than the wardrobe. It was the most beautiful and wealthiest place in her house.
He subconsciously touched the small black and white TV on the TV cabinet, then the small round alarm clock next to it. Finally, Chen Pan, wearing a sweater and trousers, with a pair of large cotton shoes casually on his feet, walked very slowly to the door of the master bedroom.
There was an iron washstand, and on it sat a large iron washbasin, red on the outside and with the paint peeling off inside. Two towels lay neatly spread on the washbasin, both of which had long since been washed with pilling.
On the wall above the washstand, there was a large black iron nail, on which hung an old-fashioned palm-sized calendar with pages that could be turned.
In the past, the first thing her grandfather did when he got up every day was to wash his face. While washing his face, he would tear off yesterday's calendar, and then carefully look at today's calendar while washing his face to see whether it was good or bad luck.
"January 26, 1992—"
The thin calendar records all the good and bad events of the day, and also shows today's lunar date.
Looking at the number above, Chen Pan was stunned for a moment, and then her body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.
In her previous life, her grandmother had an accident on this day.
“Grandma, Grandma!!!”
A moment ago, Chen Pan was still repeatedly checking whether he was dreaming, and was still wondering how such an incredible thing could happen to him. But at this moment, after suddenly seeing this special date, Chen Pan didn't care to think too much and ran out of the house immediately.
"Girl, why aren't you wearing anything in such a cold weather—"
Grandpa Chen, who was responsible for all the fire-making and water-fetching chores at home, immediately came out from the kitchen next door with a fire shovel when he heard his granddaughter's loud noise.
"Grandpa, where's my grandma?"
Without bothering to say more to his grandfather, Chen Pan immediately spoke loudly.
"She—" Startled by his granddaughter's loud voice, Chen Aiguo, who had been blaming her for not wearing a coat when she left the house, immediately pointed outside reflexively: "Tomorrow is the Little New Year, and we haven't eaten meat in a long time—"
Before Chen Aiguo could finish his words, Chen Pan had already rushed out of the house.
In her previous life, because of this piece of meat, her grandmother had a car accident on the only road in the village before she could even reach the only butcher shop in the village.
Her family lived at the far end of the village, and when they opened the front door, they were greeted by the wide, newly built road. To get from her home to the centrally located supply and marketing cooperative and the only newly opened butcher shop next to it, they had to walk in an S-shaped pattern with two turns.
In her previous life, it was because her family lived in a remote area that there were usually few people standing outside. In addition, it was close to the New Year's Eve, and everyone was busy at home, so there was almost no one going out for a walk in the middle of winter.
So no one saw how her grandmother got into a car accident in her previous life, what kind of car hit her, and how she got hit.
Thinking of the two words her grandmother had muttered in her last lucid moment, "red" and "ran away," Chen Pan couldn't help but pray in her heart while running, and she desperately shouted, "Grandma, Grandma!!"
Chen Pan's voice was so loud that he almost reached the village spring. He turned the corner and saw Grandma Xu from the supply and marketing cooperative ahead. He subconsciously stopped and said, "Hey!!! What's going on?"
"Grandma, come back!!"
Chen Pan, who had already reached the first corner, instinctively relaxed a little when she heard the voice. She paused for a second before continuing to run and shout, but her voice was no longer as impatient and harsh as before.
"I've come all this way, why would I come back?"
Looking at her granddaughter running hurriedly from behind, Xu Chunhua, who was wearing a flowery jacket and holding a yellow headscarf in her hand, turned around helplessly.
But the next moment, seeing her granddaughter running out in just a sweater and trousers in such a cold weather, the old lady's face changed and she immediately walked towards Chen Pan: "You little girl——"
"Panpan, Panpan, you silly girl, you don't even know how to dress before going out."
When Grandma Chen wanted to curse, Grandpa Chen behind her also chased after her, holding a big red coat and shouting.
Everyone in the Chen family could see each other at this moment, and everyone's movements subconsciously slowed down.
At this moment, Chen Pan suddenly heard a faint roar of a motorcycle coming from far away.
That sound was completely different from the sound of a normal motorcycle. Chen Pan immediately recognized it as the sound of a heavy motorcycle speeding and taking a sharp turn. In his previous life, when Chen Pan was leaving work at two o'clock in the morning, he had seen countless times on the main road the so-called "Wild Fire Boy" wearing a helmet and driving a large motorcycle, speeding and turning sharply, and when turning, the motorcycle was lowered so low that its body and the motorcycle were almost flat on the ground.
Chen Pan is not a will-o'-the-wisp boy, nor does she know how to ride a motorcycle. She doesn't know what this behavior means or what the meaning of doing it is.
Anyway, at this moment, after hearing that, Chen Pan's face turned pale and he accelerated again.
A few seconds later, the big red motorcycle appeared quickly at the corner and tilted towards her grandmother.
This time, Chen Pan, with red eyes, rushed forward decisively, then raised his hand and smashed the thing in his hand towards the red helmet on the other's head with force, fierceness, and determination.
Yes, this time when running out of the house, Chen Pan picked up a large brick from his pigpen.
Then, this time, she did what she had dreamed of doing countless times in her previous life.
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