Chapter Thirty-Four: Bustling

  The pillar of the family was injured, and no one dared to make a sound. Although Zhang Yougen is usually very stubborn, he is still very useful at critical moments.

  The old lady was even more dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law when she saw that her son had been hurt, and since her son said so affirmatively, she could only temporarily believe him.

  Zhang Yougen's family seemed to have temporarily restored peace, but the village was in an uproar.

  Dunzi is a down-to-earth person, since he promised Zhang Yougen to explain things to others, he couldn't not do it. When he saw the people working together, he told them everything from start to finish, but who would believe him?

  Until Dunchen told how Zhang Yougen went to the empty land to investigate, and how Wang Shenpo recommended it one by one, people were still half-believing and half-doubting. A big uncle who came relatively late said that he saw Zhang Yougen go to the neighboring village in the afternoon, and only then did everyone believe Dunchen's words.

  That old man had a good reputation, so everyone believed it. It also triggered another wave of discussion, was this really a ghost? Was the village really not clean?

  Dunzi completed the task and let out a sigh of relief, finally fulfilling his promise. He had fulfilled his promise, but Zhang Yougen's invitation to Wang Shenpo had become a household name, with many people planning to watch at noon, because at noon the sun was full of energy, which was exactly when Wang Shenpo usually performed her rituals.

  It has to be said that even in a new society, people's understanding of ghosts and gods is still that they truly exist.

  Song Jie ran to Aunt Li's house in the afternoon to play with Little Yan, Aunt Li and her family were all working in the fields, only Little Yan was at home alone.

  Xiao Yan saw Song Jie coming, and quickly pulled her to the corner of the wall, telling her all about her afternoon stroll in the village. Song Jie also happened to be free, and after a while, Xiao Yan still hadn't returned home.

  After listening to Xiaoyan's explanation, Song Jie was shocked and felt that this little kid in front of her was not like a seven-year-old child at all, but rather a special agent who knew everything.

  In the afternoon, Zhang Yougen went to Wang Shenpo's house. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were fighting, even knowing that they would be doing rituals tomorrow at noon. Seeing Xiaoyaner's excited eyes, Song Jie suddenly felt a little pain. Had this kid already forgotten that it was because of them that things had gotten to this point?

  Well, as expected, Butterfly's wings are very sharp and have created a small aberration around her...

  But since it's a Buddhist event, it should be fun, Song Jie thought to herself as she stroked her chin, hmm, how could she not join in on the excitement?

  It was indeed very lively by the next afternoon, and some villagers didn't even eat their meals as they watched the commotion. The crowd's curiosity was truly unparalleled.

  Song Jie is too short to climb over the wall, can only look up at the wall and sigh, two little kids under the wall are sighing, feeling hopeless about their height.

  A group of kids were also joining in the excitement, today was Big Cow's day to shine, so Big Cow led a group of younger brothers and looked incredibly proud, holding his head high as he wove through the crowd. He had no idea that something bad had happened at home, with an air of being completely carefree.

  When he saw Song Jie and the two maids, he glared at them fiercely and walked away with a disdainful look, leaving Song Jie in a mixture of tears and laughter.

  Having no other choice, the two of them followed an adult and climbed up onto the flat rooftop next to Zhang Yougen's neighbor's house using a ladder. Only then could they see everything from a high vantage point.

  Zhang Yougen's house was packed with people, and the flat houses of his neighbors were also filled with heads.

  Zhang Yougen never thought that this matter would become a scene known to all at this time. He drove out twice, but no one left. In desperation, he could only frown and give up.

  Wang Shenpo had also arrived early, wearing a black short-sleeved dress with strange floral patterns and a headband, looking like an old lady from the late Qing dynasty.

  At this time she was slowly puffing on her pipe, occasionally raising her head to glance at the time.

  The Zhang family was busy, Wu Huaihua was really regretful to death, if she had known earlier, why ask for a godmother, let the ghost scare her a bit, it wouldn't be a big deal, now they still have to worship a pig's head, it's even more unbearable than taking her life.

  But she didn't dare to openly refute him, all for her own sake, if she spoke out, wouldn't it be self-defeating? So she could only pull a long face and stay silent.

  Let everyone take a look, oh, it's really possessed by evil spirits, just look at that face, what color is it?

  A large square table was placed in the center of Zhang Yougen's small courtyard, with a pig's head on it, and several fruits, clear water, and other common foods beside it. There was also an incense burner, with three sticks of incense burning.

  In short, apart from the crowd being noisy, the atmosphere is pretty good.

  Song Jie had never experienced such a commotion before, and it was quite something. She hadn't expected things to get so big, initially she just wanted to teach Wu Huai a lesson, but unexpectedly got to see some folk culture, haha, still worth it.

  The old witch Wang slowly finished a pack of cigarettes and stood up after enjoying the last puff.

  Everyone in the room fell silent as soon as they saw Wang Shenpo stand up, like a channel that had suddenly been muted, and immediately became quiet.

  Wang the matchmaker took out a tobacco pouch, tucked the pipe into her waist, pulled out a pocket from beside her, and fished out various things from inside, making final preparations.

  She raised her head and looked at the sun again, seeing that the time was almost up, and the sun had also risen to the center of the sky. She ordered Zhang Yougen to start.

  The queen mother pulled out the incense from the censer and threw it away, then lit a new one and bowed three times in front of the censer.

  Then tied a red drum around his waist, held a fork in his hand, and prepared to face the direction of the incense burner with his eyes closed, muttering something.

  Song Jie was far away and had no idea what she was reciting, anyway it looked very mysterious, even she herself became solemn involuntarily.

  Wang Shenpo faced the altar and chanted for a moment, and sweat actually appeared on the tip of her nose. Suddenly, she stopped speaking, opened her eyes, and a pair of piercing eyes shone brightly, making people involuntarily startled.

  Song Jie looked into her eyes and was also startled, and involuntarily began to feel guilty, her eyes started to flicker, and she didn't feel as calm as before, with a feeling of being seen through, her heart beating "thump thump". Fortunately, she was still just a kid, so no one paid much attention to her.

  Wang Shenpo had already started moving, singing an unintelligible song, her legs slowly jumping up and down as she began to dance, shaking the cymbals in her hand and occasionally slapping her waist drum, shaking her head and swaying back and forth in a ridiculous manner. However, not a single person present dared to open their mouth and reveal a smile.

  Occasionally, she would dip her hand into the bowl and flick a bit of water onto Wu Huaihua's forehead. At this moment, Wu Huaihua didn't dare move, nowhere to be seen was his usual swaggering and domineering demeanor.