My Aunt’s Grandma is Back

　　 At two o'clock in the morning, the hustle and bustle of Guangfu County fell silent all day, only a few lights were on in the residential buildings.

　　 The Baiyinshan Funeral Home on the edge of the county seat is brightly lit, and in the quiet night, it has become the brightest star in Guangfu County.

　　 In the bright No. 8 mourning hall, the sound of mahjong has been kept on. Wang Shuyue, who is in charge of guarding the spirit, is lying on the vacant mahjong table, holding a mobile phone in her hand to play entertainment videos, trying to use the sound of the video to resist the biological clock that sleeps when she arrives.

Reluctantly stayed for another two hours. At four o'clock in the morning, the two aunts and two uncles who stayed here were unable to resist their sleepiness. They closed the mahjong table, got up and patted the niece on the shoulder in turn, indicating that she was the next time. It has to be supported by one person.

　　 "Pay attention to the candle under the coffin, it is almost burnt out, remember to change one, the candle can not be extinguished."

　　 Before going down the mountain, the little aunt reminded me specially.

　　 Wang Shuyue responded "Hey", regained his energy, got up and sent them out of the hall.

　　 The funeral home was built on the top of the mountain. It was still a bit cold in April. Wang Shuyue stood outside the mourning hall and blew the cold wind for a while, and suddenly became sober.

　　 Turned on the phone and checked the time. At 4:20 in the morning, her parents came at 8 o'clock, and in three and a half hours she would be able to go home to sleep.

　　 Wang Shuyue stretched out, then yawned greatly, then rubbed dry eyes and returned to the mourning hall.

The huge hall was full of mahjong tables, except for the dead person lying in the middle of the flower bed, she was the only one left.

　　 The sorrow and music were still on. Wang Shuyue got sleepy as he listened. She got up and unplugged the speaker. By the way, she replaced the flickering candle under the coffin with a new one.

　　 In 15 years, the county leaders began to promote cremation, but now it is 2021, and the burial is still preserved, but it is not allowed to set up a mourning hall at home, it must be in a funeral home.

　　 The elder of the Wang family was born in 1949. He was old-fashioned. Before he died, he held his son's hand and viciously told him not to burn him.

　　 No, there is no way. Wang Jianguo can only handle the funeral according to the old man’s last words. No matter how persuaded by the funeral home manager, he still insists on the burial.

　　 Without sorrow and joy, the world is finally quiet.

　　 Wang Shuyue closed the fake flower bed in front of the coffin and returned to the mahjong table to sneak a glance into the half-closed coffin lid.

My parents specially invited a make-up artist to give it to me. On weekdays, the raunchy old man wore a neat suit, a tie, and his hair was combed into a big back. With two red circles on his face, he lay calmly inside, very peaceful. .

　　 "Master, we are the only ones left, you lie down peacefully, don't wake up suddenly and frighten me." Wang Shuyue talked with grandfather solemnly.

After 　　 finished speaking, he returned to the mahjong table with confidence and continued to play with his mobile phone on his stomach.

　　 The night wind blew, the white lanterns outside the mourning hall shook, and inside the mourning hall, there was a standard news broadcast voice on the cell phone.

"Yesterday at 18:30 in the afternoon, a suburban bureau in Beijing suddenly received an alarm call from Jiao, a enthusiastic crowd. Jiao declared that at around 18:00 yesterday afternoon, he saw a huge red cloud in the shape of a vortex appearing over their home. , And saw the aliens flying out of it, turning into a purple light, and flying towards the southwest."

"According to the information provided by the police in recent years, our station has learned that there have been hundreds of cases where the masses have witnessed aliens visiting the earth. Most of them are misunderstandings caused by meteorological coincidences. Is this just a coincidence? ?"

　　 "Let’s watch the video of the researcher’s investigation from the scene..."

　　 The picture on the video changed, and various kinds of very spiritual signals were badly stuck, but the boring Wang Shuyue did not intend to reveal the clumsy acting skills of these media people.

　　Only saw an expert with eyes and full body armed in protective clothing appeared in the screen. Faced with the reporter's question, he said very seriously and earnestly:

　　 "We conducted field surveys in the places where the red clouds appeared, and we did find some abnormal magnetic fields, but this does not rule out whether these magnetic fields were formed by coincidence with special weather..."

　　 At this time, the white lantern outside the gate suddenly shook violently.

　　 A woman in purple clothes appeared quietly outside the gate, the night wind blew her skirt, and the sound of calm footsteps sounded in the hall, as if it were a deliberate reminder.

　　 Wang Shuyue, who was looking at the phone intently, suddenly felt cold behind her back, nervously turned her head and looked behind her, only to see a young woman in weird clothes walking in slowly.

　　 She is wearing a purple costume that can only be found in TV dramas, half of her hair is scattered, and the other half is dressed in a beautiful bun on top of her head, embellished with a simple white hosta.

　　 The woman is tall and has beautiful facial features, but she has a cold temperament on her body.

　　 Carrying a silver light sword, she slowly walked to the front of the spiritual platform, her cold eyes staying on the black and white photo for a moment, as if she had confirmed something, and she let out a soft sigh that contained emotions that Wang Shuyue could not understand.

　　 Then, she took out three incense sticks from the plastic bag next to the Lingtai, put them on the candles and lit them, stepped back slightly, knelt down holding the incense sticks, bowed three times, got up, and put the incense sticks in the incense burner.

　　 Wang Shuyue was stunned as she watched the woman finish these actions, and then she came back to her senses and asked tentatively:

　　 "Miss sister, are you?"

　　 The woman turned and looked at her. It was a beautiful and young face, but Wang Shuyue saw the vicissitudes of life in her eyes.

　　 The woman did not answer her, but walked towards her instead.

　　 Wang Shuyue took a step back subconsciously, retreated a bit sharply, and accidentally bumped into the plastic bench, making a harsh "sting" sound.

　　 The woman paused, her eyes narrowed, and the color of disgust passed by.

　　 "Who are you?" The woman's voice was as beautiful as her face, and it was pleasant to the ear.

but! What the **** is this strong costume TV series?

　　 Wang Shuyue glanced at the shadow under the woman. It was a human, not a ghost.

　　The tense nerves suddenly relaxed, pointing to the coffin in the middle of the flower bed and saying:

　　 "My name is Wang Shuyue, and my grandfather Wang Xingbang lies inside."

　　 The woman heard the words and looked at her up and down, her expression slightly complicated. But looking like this, it doesn't seem to be the wrong mourning hall.

　　The visitor is a guest. Wang Shuyue took out two supper tickets from her pocket and invited with a smile:

　　 "Come here so late, are you hungry? Have a supper?"

　　 The rice noodles in the funeral home are fragrant.

　　 Wang Shuyue looked at the woman expectantly, and saw that the woman had no objection, and led her to the funeral home canteen.

　　 "Auntie, two bowls of rice noodles!"

　　 Wang Shuyue yelled, and the squinting auntie in the cafeteria flicked up and gave her a dissatisfied look. UU Reading www.uukANAnshu.com

　　 Wang Shuyue was about to say embarrassment, but she did not expect that the purple-clothed woman beside her looked coldly, and the grumpy aunt in the cafeteria actually shut her mouth in anger.

　　 After a while, two bowls of steaming rice noodles came up.

　　 Wang Shuyue was shocked by the thick layer of minced meat in the bowl, and rubbed his eyes vigorously. Only then did he believe that he had no dizziness, and the messenger aunt who had been stingy had actually added ingredients to her.

　　 Fuck! This beautiful relative of her family is awesome!

　　Wang Shuyue immediately gave a thumbs up to the purple-clothed woman when the auntie in the cafeteria walked away.

"Miss sister, you are so amazing, don't you know, every time I come, I only have a small spoonful of minced meat. Look at the thick layer in our bowl, the bowl is flattened out, Miss... .."

　　 "I am not your sister, I am your aunt's grandmother."

　　 The voice of dissatisfaction mixed in the coldness suddenly sounded, and Wang Shuyue, who was talking vigorously, was taken aback.

　　 "......"

　　 I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, and the atmosphere becomes weird.

　　 The purple-clothed woman was sitting upright, her dark eyes looked at her quietly, and slowly said:

　　 "My name is Wang Shufen. I was born in Wuli Village, Shixiang Town, Guangfu County in 1955. Wang Xingbang is my brother."

　　 "On the afternoon of April 5, 1970, I went up the mountain to watch the sheep earning work points, and suddenly there was a heavy rain with lightning and thunder. I hurried into a small cave to hide from the rain."

　　 "After the rain stopped, I walked out of the cave, only to find that this is no longer the original world."

　　 "That's a place called the Yuanqi Continent, where people are born with a good understanding of cultivation. I have cultivated for 18,888 years and finally came back through the void..."

　　 Listening to the woman in front of her retelling her experience peacefully, Wang Shuyue suddenly felt that the rice noodles in front of her were not fragrant!