Zhang Chen went back to the company to handle business, while Zhang Hang took a day off.
When he woke up again, a group of people were bustling back and forth in the yard. The dining table was filled with delicious food. Zhang Zhenwei, holding his walking stick, sat in the main seat, smiling broadly at Yuanyuan's chubby face.
Her eyes sparkled as she ran merrily towards the dining table and climbed up neatly by herself to sit down.
Yawning, Zhang Hang sat down at the table.
Zhang Zhenwei began to speak.
"I've found out who placed the spirit tablet in the house before. It was the nanny who took care of your eldest sister when she was still alive."
"The nanny?" Zhang Hang thought for a moment upon hearing this. "Is it Aunt Xu?"
"Yes."
Zhang Hang's face also changed. "But Aunt Xu disappeared when my eldest sister passed away. What on earth is going on with this spirit tablet?"
"Grandpa, Uncle, come and have dinner quickly. Yuanyuan is so hungry!"
The discontented voice of the little one came. Zhang Hang and his father glanced at each other, then stopped the conversation for the time being and walked to the table to have dinner with Yuanyuan.
Seeing that everyone was present, she happily started to eat.
While stuffing the meat into her mouth, she mumbled, "I just heard you talking. The spirit tablet was placed by the person who took care of Mom, right?"
This kid had really good hearing. Nothing could be hidden from her.
Zhang Hang said gently, "Then what's your opinion, Yuanyuan?"
Zhang Zhenwei quickly glared at him and kicked his foot wildly under the table!
"Ouch..." Zhang Hang winced in pain and dodged a few times. "Dad, don't treat Yuanyuan like an ordinary child. Since she's interested in these things, we shouldn't suppress her talent."
"Otherwise, she'll be unhappy."
While shoveling rice into her mouth, Yuanyuan replied indistinctly, "That's right, that's right."
Zhang Zhenwei rolled his eyes speechlessly, and his beard trembled a few times.
Then Yuanyuan continued, "It should be okay. The spirit tablet is placed at the bottom of the stairs and hidden in a dark place. Although it has a certain impact on the feng shui, it hasn't caused any major problems to the family."
"The main factors that affected the feng shui of the house were the previous external tricks and the corpse beside the spirit tablet."
Zhang Zhenwei's face darkened.
Damn charlatans!
The old man's beard twitched a few times. He wanted to ask the little one but was too embarrassed to lower his pride.
It was Zhang Hang who was more sensible.
He fed his little girl a piece of braised pork. Watching her eat with the oil running down her mouth, he couldn't help but smile. "Our little detective in the family is really amazing! Do you know what that spirit tablet is for?"
A grain of rice stuck to the corner of her mouth. Zhang Yuanyuan licked it. Blushing shyly at the praise, she looked really cute.
Zhang Hang deliberately teased her. Seeing her like this, he became even more energetic.
But before he could reach out, Zhang Zhenwei couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Zhang Hang over. "Useless thing! You always rely on my little granddaughter to solve problems. Don't have dinner tonight. Go outside and starve!"
Yuanyuan gave him a sympathetic look with her deer - like eyes and tugged at her grandpa's clothes.
"Grandpa, don't be angry. I know what it's for."
"It's called a family - protecting ghost..."
The little one shook her head. While talking, out of the corner of her eye, she saw several white, transparent shadows floating back and forth. They seemed to want to approach her but were afraid of her.
"Wait a moment, guys. I only know it's called a family - protecting ghost, but I don't know why Aunt Nanny wanted to raise them. I'll go and ask what's going on."
Zhang Yuanyuan jumped off the table.
The two people beside her were stunned.
Ask? Ask whom?!
Both of their heads turned in the direction the little one ran. When they saw her squatting in front of thin air, goosebumps rose on their skin!
Those things again!
Zhang Yuanyuan wasn't afraid at all. She even waved at the ghosts.
"Ghosties!"
All the ghosts took a few steps back. Although their faceless shadows showed no expression, one could sense a bit of panic from them.
What's going on?
"Come here. Do you have something to tell me?"
The ghosts hesitated for a moment, then, as if summoning up great courage, they flew into the house all at once. In an instant, her ears were filled with a noisy chatter.
The more Yuanyuan listened, the wider her eyes opened. She was extremely surprised!
"You mean that the spirit tablet was actually left by Mom before? She could also see you. Worried that you had nowhere to go and afraid that others wouldn't agree, she secretly enshrined you?"
The ghosts all nodded in unison.
Yuanyuan's mouth fell slightly open. Her messy hair became even more disheveled. Her eyes darted back and forth among the ghosts.
The ghosts shrank back nervously under her gaze.
Zhang Yuanyuan's expression turned cold. "Not entirely. There's someone among you lying."
The ghosts instantly fell silent and stopped making noise.
But after a moment, Zhang Yuanyuan didn't care anymore.
She murmured to herself.
"No wonder..."
"Hmm... What kind of person was Mom?"
The little one's face softened a bit. Her eyes were full of curiosity about the mother described by the ghosts.
She was born able to see ghosts. It turned out that she inherited this ability from her mother.
Mom must have been very gentle.
Yuanyuan used to raise many little ghosts in the temple. In order to satisfy her little wish, her master even set up a special shrine for the little ghosts.
The ghosts beside her started to chatter again, vying to answer Yuanyuan's questions. But obviously, they couldn't say much.
The little one raised her hand to interrupt them.
"Alright, alright. Stop arguing."
"I'm sorry. I removed your place without investigating clearly before. Don't worry. Yuanyuan will enshrine the spirit tablet again later!"
Hearing this, the anxious hearts of the ghosts instantly calmed down. Like little kittens and puppies, they rubbed Yuanyuan's face, and their shadows slowly disappeared.
After finding out everything, Zhang Yuanyuan skipped back to the dining table and simply explained what had happened.
The grain of rice was still hanging from the corner of her mouth.
"Grandpa, Uncle, let's help them later, okay?"
Zhang Hang readily agreed. "Sure. Do whatever you want!"
After dinner.
Yuanyuan gathered all her uncles back because only when everyone made offerings together could it show their sincerity.
They re - established the shrine in a bright place, respectfully lit the incense, and added the offerings.
At the moment when the ceremony was completed, the fragrance spread. A yellow light flashed outside the house, as if an invisible protective shield had been added to the entire courtyard.
The ghosts gathered in front of the incense altar and greedily devoured the offerings Yuanyuan had made. Their faces showed satisfaction.
"Alright. From now on, this will be your home. You don't have to worry about having nowhere to go."
Actually, there are many poor wandering souls in the world who are unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation in hell.
For example, those who commit suicide.
Especially in recent years, with the excessive pressure in the world, many people can't bear it. Their emotions collapse, and they choose to end their own lives, hoping to be reborn.
But in fact, such people suffer when they are alive and can't rest in peace after death.
Their souls will repeatedly experience the pain of their death, day after day, year after year, without end...