Li Jiahua stood up and said he was going back to discuss it.

After seeing him leave, Ma Siyu couldn't help but ask me: "Will using your home to hold a wedding really take away your luck?"

Luck is something that cannot be explained clearly. Although Li Jiahua keeps saying that he does not believe in luck, how many business people do not believe in luck? Otherwise, why would the Li family do charity every year and seek good rewards?

I was just starting out, so I said, "I can't tell, and I'm not sure about using a house to hold a wedding."

"Then are they really willing to donate money to repair the school cafeteria?"

Ma Siyu has been worried all morning, but I think they will definitely do it. After all, the Li family has done a lot of charity in the past three years.

At noon, Ma Siyu and I were eating outside, and we heard that there was already an uproar in the town...

It is said that Uncle Chen came back this time to fulfill Chen's mother's last wish. He donated 300,000 yuan and asked the Li family to repair the canteen of the primary school in the town and build a new library.

"Three hundred thousand?" Ma Siyu was a little surprised when he heard Wei Wei: "Isn't it one hundred thousand?"

It is probably Old Man Li's intention. When the Li family was in difficulty, Chen's mother sponsored the third and fourth sons of the Li family to go to school. Now they are contributing 300,000, which may be what Li Jiahua and his family wanted.

Looking back on how polite Li Jiahua was every time he went to Uncle Chen's house, in fact, in the past three years or so, Old Man Li was not the only one who had trouble getting over the hurdle in his heart.

Isn’t there an old saying? Poverty breeds cunning, while wealth breeds conscience. Once people have money, they will feel guilty about some things they did when they were young.

In the afternoon, educational leaders and the principal of the town primary school came to visit in person and sent letters of thanks and commendation.

Uncle Chen was confused about this, which led the leaders to mistakenly think that he wanted to do good deeds without leaving his name.

I asked Uncle Chen to take the principal and others to burn incense in the main hall and burn the letters of thanks and commendation to Chen’s mother to comfort her soul in heaven and arouse the kindness of the heavenly soul.

Because the next step is to deal with Chen’s mother’s resentment, and I can’t keep her under the incense burner.

"How to solve it?" Ma Siyu asked me tentatively: "I am afraid that this donation to exchange luck will not be able to convince Chen's mother."

That's right, send those leaders away. I asked Uncle Chen to place the meditation tools I bought in the morning in front of the main hall. I told him how to seal money with white paper and how to write it. After explaining everything one by one, I asked him to stay up late tonight and do it with his own hands.

Complete the one hundred thousand wallet.

If you want to solve the problem of Chen's mother's injustice, you must find out why Chen's mother is already dead, so why do you still want to ask for fortune from the Li family?

After Chen's mother died, her three souls remained: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, and evil. Only these seven emotions can cause resentment. To let her let go of resentment, she must untie the obsessions in these seven emotions and end her worries. Only in this way can she let go of her resentment.

The seven souls were scattered, leaving the three souls to go their separate ways.

That night I lay in bed and all I could think about was this.

Early the next morning...

When I went down, Uncle Chen had already stayed up late and wrapped up one hundred thousand yuan with his own hands. His eyes were red and he seemed to have cried. I let him take a nap.

At noon, I used the tools he bought yesterday and asked him to make paper figures and gold and silver bridges. I asked him to finish them with his own hands and move them to his mother Chen's grave.

But he drove the truck and moved it, but he was busy all afternoon and didn't come back at night.

Ma Siyu and I brought our tools and straw men and went all the way to find out about Chen's mother's grave. We found that Uncle Chen was still there cleaning the grave grass.

For more than three years, it has been overgrown with weeds. If he hadn't cleaned it up for a while, he probably wouldn't even be able to see the grave.

Ma Siyu wanted to help, but I stopped him: "Three years of decadence are all caused by Uncle Chen himself!"

After listening, Ma Siyu laughed: "The word decadence is used to describe the grass in the cemetery. Do you have any culture?"

"I..." I couldn't tell her clearly.

When Uncle Chen finished, I piled one hundred thousand dollars together and warned them about the order in which they should burn things.

After saying that, I set up the incense burner on the desk, the water bowl and chopsticks, and wanted to invite the resentful spirit of Mother Chen to come out and speak.

The moment the formation started, a dark wind suddenly rose from the cemetery, blowing off the red paper and yellow symbols on the straw man's head, and the chopsticks suddenly stood in the water bowl.

"Here it comes!" My heart skipped a beat...

Jiuniang reminded her sternly in her heart: "You must not be afraid at this time, but be intimidated like a judge. Think about the bull's head and horse's face, black and white, impermanent, which one is not a ferocious face, making ghosts afraid. I will protect you, and the tiger is here.

If you want to argue with her behind your back, you have to make her afraid."

Yes, I took courage and picked up the yellow talisman to open my vaginal eyes...

The yellow talisman was drawn in front of me, and a woman with a green face stood up and raised her head, staring at me like the eyes of a dead fish.
Chapter completed!