Upon seeing this, Qin Weiguo and Qin Xiangdong also eagerly stepped forward.
"Yes, yes, little sister, tell us quickly!"
"Everyone says the Northeast is a place of evil spirits, so we should respect local customs and not offend anyone!"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Xuancao said: ...
The awkwardness vanished in an instant, replaced by great enthusiasm.
“Here, if someone calls your name behind you at night, you can’t answer the first or second time; you have to answer the third time…”
"Why?"
"Because the village elders say it might be a demon or monster trying to take your soul, but they have rules: you can only call out once or twice, not three times. Calling out three times means someone is really calling you..."
"..."
As the family chatted away, oblivious to everyone else, the sounds of suona horns and funeral wailing passed by their door.
An hour or two later.
Then came a bustling sound.
It seems the funeral procession has come down the mountain.
Remembering what she had discussed with her daughter, Yu Mingxiang busied herself taking out a stack of yellow paper after the funeral procession returned to the village.
Let's go.
She looked at her daughter and said, "Let's go see her off."
Upon hearing this, Xuancao said: ...
After a moment's thought, he nodded.
Qin Weiguo stayed at home with his wife and children, while Yu Mingxiang and her second son went up the mountain with Xuancao.
The place where people are buried in the village is not far away.
Yu Mingxiang had passed by this place before when she went up the mountain to collect herbs.
The three of them stopped in front of the newly built grave on the hillside.
Yu Mingxiang handed the paper to Xuancao.
Qin Xiangdong handed over a match.
Xuancao squatted in front of the grave and lit the yellow paper.
Looking at the leaping flames, Xuan Cao took a deep breath.
"When a person dies, their debts are wiped out."
She said in a deep voice, "I told you that when a person dies, their debts are settled. I wasn't lying to you."
"With your death, all the grudges between us will be wiped clean, and our eighteen-year mother-daughter relationship will also come to an end."
"Take this money and spend it down there. If there is an afterlife, I hope you will be a good person and a good mother..."
"..."
Xuancao squatted in front of the grave and talked on and on for a long time.
Yu Mingxiang and Qin Xiangdong just watched quietly.
As the paper money burned out, a cold wind blew in.
After stepping on the ashes a few times, Xuancao turned and went down the mountain.
Along the way.
The atmosphere was quite somber.
The daylily did not speak.
Yu Mingxiang and Qin Xiangdong didn't know what to say.
Deep down, they actually hated Li Guihua.
But.
After all, Xuancao and Li Guihua had spent eighteen years together day and night.
Emotions are a very complex thing.
Love and hate are just a matter of a single thought.
Yu Mingxiang knew that when she suggested Xuancao burn paper money for Li Guihua, it was exactly what Xuancao wanted. Otherwise, Xuancao wouldn't have agreed so readily, nor would she have lingered at Li Guihua's grave for so long...
In the dead of winter, the wind blowing from the mountain is bone-chillingly cold.
The family of three descended the mountain in silence.
But this solemn atmosphere was broken by the people coming up the mountain.
Guo Ying: "!!"
Upon seeing Yu Mingxiang descending the mountain, a look of ecstatic joy spread across his face.
"The villagers were right, they weren't lying to me."
She exclaimed excitedly, "Yu Mingxiang, you really did go up the mountain!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Mingxiang said: ...
He frowned and glanced at her, saying, "What does it matter to you whether I go up the mountain or not? On the contrary, are you crazy to go up the mountain alone?"
This is Northeast China!
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