Chapter 12 Smoke Rising from the Ancestral Grave



Gao Miao retracted his gaze and looked at the old ancestor again, "If that doesn't work, then find the most respected person in the village."

"Then what?"

Gao Miao saw that the atmosphere was right and the old ancestor's curiosity was aroused. He couldn't delay any longer, otherwise the old ancestor would be unhappy.

So he said straightforwardly: "Tell that man to let Jiaojiao stay at his house for one night. The ancestral graves will emit green smoke, and the family will have a high official in the future."

“!!!” The ancestor was stunned!

The hands holding the cane were shaking.

Did Gao Miao glance at Gao Yunting just now?

The high-ranking official, is he referring to Gao Yunting?

"Do you really mean that?"

"Xiao Miao doesn't dare to lie to the old ancestor." Gao Miao lowered his voice, "The master said that this cannot be told to anyone else, no one can know it!"

Old Ancestor: “Why?”

Gao Miao: "If the elders in the family knew, they would spoil the child from then on, cutting off his luck and making it difficult for him to become a useful person. If the child knew, he would probably become arrogant and unlearnable.

The wise say: "The destiny you were born with cannot be changed, but your fortune depends on yourself. Destiny is unpredictable, and only those with virtue can control it."

After Gao Miao finished speaking, he asked curiously: "Grandfather, what do those two sentences mean? They are too profound. I thought about it all night and still couldn't understand them."

The expression on the old man’s face could no longer be described in words.

He lived to such an old age.

Never experienced anything like this.

It was very strange, but he was very happy to hear it.

There will be a talent in his family!

The old ancestor was very excited and smiled in his heart, "Silly boy, you are just a little kid, how could you possibly know the meaning of those two sentences?"

"Anything else?"

The old man's tone became gentle.

Gao Miao laughed secretly, "Yes! The last sentence."

"explain!"

"The master said that the secret of heaven cannot be revealed!"

“……”The ancestor wanted to spank Gao Miao.

Of course he knew this, otherwise he would have lived this long in vain.

"Ancestor." Gao Miao suddenly had a sad face and spoke in a crying tone.

"Speak nicely! Why are you imitating Gao Yunting?"

Gao Miao wiped his face and wiped away the non-existent tears. "Grandfather, the experts said that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. Now that everyone in the village knows that Jiaojiao is a lucky baby, will this bring danger to Jiaojiao?

Jiaojiao can't be in danger!

What if someone wants to harm the people in our village and destroy our blessings and hurt Jiaojiao? What should we do then?

What if someone wants to steal our good fortune and take Jiaojiao away? "

Gao Miao became more and more anxious as he spoke.

Of course, this is all fake.

He had to ask his ancestors to stand up and protect Gao Zhi.

The old man slapped his thigh hard.

yes!

How could he forget such an important point?

The old man looked at Gao Miao seriously and said, "Go home first. I'll ask your uncle and aunt to invite you to dinner later.

Jiaojiao will stay here tonight.

I will let your uncle Ronghua take care of these people in the village."

This is what Gao Miao was waiting for.

"Oh, I understand. I will listen to my ancestors."

"Go back quickly! Take good care of Jiaojiao."

"knew!"

Gao Miao ran away in shame.

Gao Yunting also wanted to catch up. He also wanted to see the lucky baby. He was so soft and cute. He wanted to hug him!

"Gao Yunting, come here!" The old ancestor called him over.

Gao Yunting looked at the gate of the courtyard reluctantly. The old ancestor was secretly amazed at the look on his face.

Gao Yunting is a somewhat introverted kid. Although he is a boy, he looks delicate and has the personality of a girl.

All the ancestors thought that this child had no future.

But Gao Miao's thoughtful look and the words of those experts just now.

Hope was rekindled in the old ancestor's heart.

"Ancestor!"

"Like Jiaojiao?"

"ah?"

The ancestors reminded us, "Jiaojiao is the name of the lucky baby. From now on, call her Jiaojiao instead of Fuqi baby."

"Yes! I like it!" Gao Yunting nodded heavily.

He didn't know why, but he liked Fuqiwa, oh no, Jiaojiao, as soon as he saw her.

The old man touched his head and said, "Then go there often to play with Jiaojiao and Gao Miao."

"Okay! I'll listen to my ancestors."

Gao Yunting grinned foolishly.

"Go call your grandparents over."

"Okay!" Gao Yunting skipped to find his grandparents.

After a while, Gao Ronghua and his wife stood in front of the ancestor.

The ancestor did not beat around the bush with them and gave orders directly.

"You two should arrange for someone to cook a good meal at home, and invite Xie Xianglan and her son to come over for dinner tonight.

They cleaned up a comfortable room for the three of them, mother and son, to stay there tonight.

Now that everything has been arranged, you two can go and invite them in person.

Ronghua, please go and make the arrangements. Ronghua, please come into the house with me. I have something else to tell you."

The old ancestor originally didn't want to tell Gao Ronghua, but he was worried that he was too old and one day when he died, no one would know about this.

So, he decided to tell Gao Ronghua.

"Yes! Grandpa."

Gao Ronghua and his wife were extremely surprised.

Our ancestor asked to invite people to dinner and also asked them to stay overnight. This was unprecedented.

And the people to be invited were Xie Xianglan and her mother and son.

But they didn't dare to neglect it.

Not to mention their family, even in this village, no one dared to refute the words of the ancestors.

The couple went to buy separately.

A quarter of an hour later, Gao Ronghua came out of the ancestor's house, went straight back to his room and closed the door.

Gao Ronghua threw himself on the bed, buried his face in the quilt, laughed out loud, and couldn't help pounding the bed with his hands.

The sound was muffled by the quilt, and the sound it made was a bit weird.

God!

If what the expert said was true, then he would be willing to work like a slave for Xie Xianglan and her two children.

After Gao Ronghua digested the words of his ancestor, he washed his face, tidied his appearance, then went to the kitchen to call his wife, and the two of them went to Xie's house together.

Someone asked on the way.

Gao Ronghua did not hide it and said that the ancestor wanted to invite Xie Xianglan and others to dinner.

The news spread throughout the village in no time.

As for Mrs. Xie, Gao Miao told her about this after returning home.

Even so, when the village chief and his wife came in person to invite people, Xie was still very nervous.

After locking the gate, I followed the village chief back.

The dinner was sumptuous, but Xie didn't dare eat too much and felt very restrained.

After dinner, they were taken to the guest room.

This room was obviously specially decorated. Although the quilt was not new, it was very clean.

Gao Zhi lay on the bed, staring at the beams, muttering to himself.

[What's going on? What did the little wolf cub say in front of the ancestor?

This family's reaction was so strange. 】

Gao Miao listened to Gao Zhi's inner thoughts, curled his lips and said, "Little guy, I won't tell you!"

The next morning, as soon as it was light, Xie and her mother and two of her children hurried home.

The ancestor didn't sleep all night.

When he heard that they were going back, he just waved his hand calmly.

Besides the ancestor, Gao Ronghua was also the one who didn't sleep all night last night.

Gao Ronghua went door to door overnight to remind the villagers not to disclose the matter of the lucky baby.

Anyone who dares to tell others will be driven out of the village.

"Ronghua, after breakfast, go to the mountain and watch."

Gao Ronghua nodded, "Okay, Grandpa."

He wants to go to the ancestral grave mountain to see if there is smoke coming out of his family’s ancestral grave.


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