Qian Longchuan opened the folding table he had carried up the mountain, and according to Zhan Jinhua's arrangement, he spread a piece of cloth with a black background and gold edges on the table. He then placed four white candles symmetrically on both sides of the table, and a three-legged bronze tripod incense burner in the middle.
After all the preparations were completed, Zhan Jinhua said, "Come here, each of you light three incense sticks!"
While speaking, Qian Longchuan had already taken out the incense sticks he had prepared in advance, lit three sticks with fire, and handed them to Zhan Jinhua first.
Zhan Jinhua took the incense, bowed solemnly, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner.
Afterwards, Qian Jindou, Qian Niandi and Qian Longchuan all did as they were told, and soon, more than a dozen tall incense sticks were inserted into the incense burner.
When it was Qian Longfei's turn, he impatiently took the three incense sticks from Qian Longchuan and casually inserted them into the incense burner, his mouth still busy: "Dad, Mom, I say you are just getting old and confused. The person is dead, why are you still wasting money? I think that Master Yiyuan is a big liar. That Sun Xiaohao couldn't make any waves when he was alive, how could he come out and make trouble after he died?"
These words startled Zhan Jinhua and Qian Jindou, who quickly covered Qian Longfei's mouth. Zhan Jinhua, changing her usual arrogant demeanor, spitted three times, then clasped her hands together and muttered in a mysterious voice, "God, please don't be surprised. This child is ignorant, don't bother with him!"
Qian Longfei broke free from their hands and said angrily, "Dad, Mom, what are you doing? Are you trying to suffocate me to death? If I die, you won't have a son anymore!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhan Jinhua was so frightened that she started to say "Pooh, pooh, pooh..."
The reason why Zhan Jinhua and Qian Jindou behave like this is perhaps because they have done too many bad things and are afraid of retribution?
Ever since they did that over twenty years ago, it's like their Ren and Du meridians have been opened, and they've discovered that in this world, the bold die of overeating, while the timid die of starvation. Often, poverty isn't because they haven't worked hard enough, but because they've earned too much money.
When they were no longer limited to making clean money, it was as if the God of Wealth had arrived in their home, and their fortunes were incredibly good. At first, because they had done some wicked things, they lived in constant fear, afraid of being caught and losing their lives. So, although their wallets gradually bulged, they couldn't enjoy their food or sleep well.
Master Yiyuan said that if they sent the half-dead sick child to foster care, they could preserve the family's wealth and ensure the safety of the family members, young and old. Later, his words were gradually verified, and they believed in Master Yiyuan without a doubt.
Over the years, they have been paying respects to Master Yiyuan. Besides this, Zhan Jinhua and Qian Jindou have a habit of fasting once a week to show their piety.
Their "partners" are in similar situations as them. They pray to gods and Buddhas all year round, hoping to get their blessings.
It's a bit amusing. Buddhism emphasizes "karma," yet many believers, regardless of whether they've accumulated years of good deeds or committed heinous crimes, hope for "good deeds will be rewarded," seeking a sense of cause and effect, while the latter hope for "bad deeds will lead to good results," seeking psychological comfort.
After they had finished burning incense, they waited for a while. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when Master Yiyuan, invited by Zhan Jinhua, finally arrived.
"Oh, Master Yiyuan, we finally got you here. We have prepared everything you asked us to do!" Zhan Jinhua said as she and Qian Jindou greeted him warmly.
"Master Yiyuan, can you please tell me how to start this formation? Do you need our help?" Qian Jindou asked cautiously.
Master Yiyuan is not tall and is a little fat. He wears a black robe and has an extremely cold face, giving people a natural sense of majesty.
In response to Qian Jindou's question, he waved his hand, signaling them to step aside and asked the young apprentice following behind to start preparing the utensils for the ritual.
Afterwards, the master asked Zhan Jinhua to take out the things he had prepared. These things were actually simple to prepare. Master Yiyuan had said that they should prepare the blood of five blood relatives and smear it on Sun Xiaohao's underwear.
However, only Zhan Jinhua, Qian Jindou, Qian Niandi and Qian Longfei in the family are related to Sun Xiaohao by blood.
Sun Xiaohao's two children can be taken, but time is tight and the distance is too far, so it may be too late.
Besides, Shi Xuejiao was no longer on the same page with them, and she stayed close to the child, so she definitely wouldn't let them harm her child. To avoid complications, they had no choice but to give up.
However, Zhan Jinhua quickly came up with an idea, which was the daughter they had given away for adoption, Qian Niandi's twin sister.
That's right, Zhan Jinhua gave birth to twin girls as her first child. However, the two elders in the Qian family were very patriarchal, and when they heard that she had given birth to two girls, their faces were longer than a donkey's.
Of the two girls, Qian Niandi was relatively strong, weighing over five kilograms when she was born. The other girl was very thin, weighing just over three kilograms, and looked difficult to raise.
So they decided to send the younger one away, which would reduce the burden of raising a child and also make it easier to have another child in the future. At that time, they had a rural household registration, and if the first child was a girl, they could have a second child after five years.
However, since giving birth to this child, Zhan Jinhua has never been able to get pregnant. When Qian Niandi was six years old, the old couple of the Qian family could no longer wait and insisted that Qian Jindou divorce Zhan Jinhua and remarry, scolding Zhan Jinhua for making their son a childless family.
Zhan Jinhua had no choice but to buy a two or three-year-old boy, Qian Longchuan, the next year.
The daughter who was sent away went to live with a family that was infertile. The family treated the girl well, and Zhan Jinhua often paid attention to the family's movements, but she never went to recognize the daughter.
She knew that the child worked at a company not far from their home. Two days ago, she wore a hat and mask and pretended to have a collision with the daughter, causing the girl's arm to bleed a little. Then, apologetically, she took out cotton swabs and band-aids from her bag to stop the bleeding. In this way, she obtained the girl's blood sample without anyone noticing.
The young Yuan Jie, who was out of the picture, was a little confused about the complicated family relationship between Qian Jindou and Zhan Jinhua.
Yuan Jie had a series of questions in her mind: How many children did they have? How many were biological? How many were bought or stolen? Did her children have household registration? If so, whose account were they registered under?
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