Originally, Zhang Meng was still worried that the villagers would look at her strangely because of her skills last night. However, when she went to the well at the entrance of the village to fetch water as usual the next day, she was surprised to find that the villagers surrounded her and asked about her well-being. Some of them even enthusiastically offered to help her fetch water.
Zhang Meng was so scared that she quickly grabbed the bucket of water.
Looking at the five or six aunts staring at her with shining eyes, Zhang Meng swallowed her saliva, "Aunts, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't look at me like that. I'm a little scared."
The six village women looked at each other, pushed and shoved for a while, and finally a middle-aged woman was pushed out.
Zhang Meng took a look at the other person and immediately recognized his name.
Everyone in the village called her Aunt Ma, and she lived in an ordinary adobe house at the east entrance of the village.
"Xiao Meng, I'm your Aunt Ma. It's like this. We know you have that ability, and we just want to ask you for a few pieces of talisman paper. Is that okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, just a few rooms."
The other five followed suit.
Whether in the previous life or this life, Zhang Meng has a good impression of the villagers in this village, and can even be said to be grateful.
In her previous life, she ignored her grandmother's objections and left the village with the scumbag Li Hao.
As soon as she left, Grandma Zhang was left alone at home. If the villagers had not helped to take care of her, her grandmother would have suffered a lot without any relatives around her.
So after she was reborn, she had made plans. As long as the villagers in this village needed help, she would do her best to help if she could.
Zhang Meng glanced at the eager eyes of the six of them and immediately smiled, "Sure, just come to my house after you have breakfast."
When the six women heard this, they all smiled happily, but felt a little embarrassed as they thanked Zhang Meng.
On the way back, Zhang Meng found that the villagers looked at her with admiration and worship as if she were a god while carrying water.
After finally getting home and putting the water away, Zhang Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After preparing breakfast, Grandma Zhang looked at Zhang Meng, who breathed a sigh of relief, and asked with a smile, "What happened?"
Zhang Meng immediately pulled Grandma Zhang to sit down, and then told her about the abnormal behavior of the people in the village this morning.
After listening to this, Grandma Zhang pondered for a moment, "It seems that your village chief uncle told the villagers something about what happened last night. That's why the villagers were so erratic towards you this morning."
"I just feel weird. Usually, when people see each other, they just smile and say hello. But today, these people treated me like their ancestor. They were so welcoming that I didn't dare leave the house anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted outside Zhang's door.
"Xiao Meng is at home." Zhang Xiaohu stood at the door of Zhang's house, rubbing his smooth hands from time to time.
"It's Xiaohu. Is there something wrong?" Grandma Zhang said with a faint expression.
Zhang Xiaohu seemed oblivious to the Zhang family's unwelcome attitude. He walked in and continued with a smile, "Aunt Zhang, Xiaomeng, I'm here because of my mother. Ever since she saw the ghosts of my nieces last time, she's been bedridden. She says she sees them every night. I heard this morning that Xiaomeng can do that, so I wanted to ask Xiaomeng if she could give me some talismans so I can stick them on my mother's door."
Zhang Xiaohu is Zhang Dahu's younger brother. The two brothers are less than five years apart in age, but the elder brother looks like a man in his forties or fifties, while the younger brother looks like the son of a landlord, with a greasy face and even his hands are tenderer and whiter than those of the women in the village.
Everyone in the village knows about Zhang Dahu's family.
Isn’t it just that the old lady of the Zhang family doesn’t like the eldest son and likes the younger son, and she often gives food from the eldest son’s house to the younger son’s family.
Grandma Zhang naturally knew all these things. She had disliked Zhang Dahu's family for a long time.
"It's gone. I used it up last night. If you want to draw more, you need materials. If you are willing to provide the materials, my Xiao Meng can help you draw a few talisman papers." Grandma Zhang frowned.
Zhang Xiaohu narrowed his eyes slightly and continued with a shameless smile, "Aunt Zhang, where do I have the money? I already spent it on an old man who performed a shaman dance two days ago. Now I don't have a penny left."
Grandma Zhang had also heard about this incident from people in the village. It seemed that there was a big commotion at Zhang Dahu's house that day, but at that time everyone in the village disliked Zhang Dahu's family, so no one went to see what was going on.
"I've also heard about you hiring someone. What's the matter? Since you hired a shaman, why do you still want my Xiao Meng's talisman paper? Didn't that person help you cure the patient?" Grandma Zhang asked him with a faint expression.
Zhang Xiaohu smiled awkwardly, then sighed. "Aunt Zhang, you'd better not ask anymore. I don't know if that shaman has any power. He took two dollars from me, and my mother's illness hasn't healed yet. I locked up my nemesis nephew as he asked, but she's still bedridden. She sees the ghosts of my nieces every night, and her condition seems to be worse than before."
Zhang Meng, who had originally planned to just listen and leave, immediately looked up at him when he mentioned the word "nephew". "Uncle Xiaohu, you just said you locked up your nephew Xiaobao?"
Zhang Xiaohu said excitedly, "Yes, it was that old man who was performing the magic trick. He said that the reason my mother became like that was because Xiaobao was an unlucky person. My mother was unlucky because of him. He asked me to lock him up for three days and three nights without giving him food or water. That way, my mother's illness would get better. But it's almost been three days and three nights, and my mother's illness hasn't improved at all. I don't know if he is a liar."
A flash of anger flashed across Zhang Meng's eyes, but she quickly continued calmly, "How about this, I'll go with you to your house and take a look."
Zhang Xiaohu, who was scratching his hair, nodded excitedly when he heard this. "That's great, that's great. With your help, my mother's illness will definitely get better."
Zhang Meng ignored his servile smile and turned around to say a few words to Grandma Zhang.
Zhang Meng followed Zhang Xiaohu to his home.
A small adobe house is where the Zhang Dahu brothers live together.
Because Old Mrs. Zhang felt sorry for her youngest son's family, she refused to divide the family even if she died.
Now a family of more than a dozen people lives in a three-room adobe house.
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