ordinary human life

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It's really great, great, great to see grandma...

She is very happy now.

"Wanwan, grandma gave you this, but...but..."

Tang Weihong took out her long-cherished rattle.

It has been many years, she cherishes it, loves it.

But it was still a bit worn out, and the bullets on the ears of the rattle had gone somewhere, so it had long stopped shaking.

But Wanwan was full of surprises.

Then she asked cautiously, "Is this for me?"

"of course."

"Then am I a good baby?"

"Of course it is." Tang Weihong said with a sob.

She regretted what she said to Wanwan back then.

Only then did Wanwan reach out to take it.

She is a good boy, and this is her reward.

"I have a rattle." She showed off to He Sihai.

"I know, it's very beautiful." He Sihai nodded with a smile.

"Hey." Wanwan laughed happily.

It was the first time He Sihai saw her such a happy smile.

These days when she was with her, even if Wanwan smiled, it was always a light, shallow smile.

But now, her mouth was wide open, her eyebrows were dancing, and even the ends of her hair seemed to be happy.

Tang Weihong held her in his arms, and gently stroked her cheek: "You were taken away by the bad guys completely by accident, not because you are not good, you are the best child, grandma loves our family Wanwan the most. "

Trembling fingers gently stroked her eye sockets.

This hurts so much. Thinking of this, her heart feels like a knife has been stabbed.

With every breath, she felt a suffocation.

but……

She was a little puzzled, Wanwan seemed to be able to see it.

Hugging her, wiping her tears, taking the rattle from her hand, etc., acting like...

She looked into her bosom suspiciously, staring at the rattle in her hand, Wanwan who was shaking and playing, asked, "Wanwan, can you see it?"

Wanwan raised her head when she heard the words.

Give her a big smile, then stretch out her small hand and press it on the back of Tang Weihong's hand.

In Tang Weihong's vision, all the colors receded like the tide, and the whole world turned gray and white.

Even the light emitted by the soul lamp on the table is gray.

Countless lines form a huge net in the air vertically and horizontally.

But when her eyes fell on He Sihai, she froze for a moment.

Because in the whole world, only He Sihai is colorful, like the center of the whole world.

Tang Weihong wanted to watch again, but Wanwan had already removed her little hand from the back of her hand.

The colors of the world flooded back like a tide, and the whole world returned to normal. There are no lines or nets.

"What is this?" Tang Weihong asked suspiciously.

"This is Wanwan's supernatural power." He Sihai replied beside him.

"Magic?"

Of course Tang Weihong knew what supernatural powers were.

When she was young, she went to a private school, went to a women's college, and read a lot of books.

But He Sihai didn't answer her question.

Instead, she continued: "You should know that I am a guide. I help the deceased fulfill their wish. Wanwan's wish is to see you and her parents."

"I... Wanwan and I have nothing to repay you, but my son is rich, and I can ask him to build a temple for you, erect a statue of a god, and make a golden body..." Grandma Wanwan said eagerly.

But He Sihai shook his head, "Wanwan herself will pay me. You should know that Jieyin only accepts rewards for helping 'people'."

"But...but Wanwan is still so young, how can she repay you?" Tang Weihong was puzzled and worried at the same time.

In the tales of ghosts, foxes and ghosts she has seen, not all gods are good.

"She will be my pioneer." He Sihai said.

"Pathbreaker?"

"When I travel, she will be responsible for guiding and opening the way for me..." He Sihai said.

"She... she's still a child." Tang Weihong murmured.

"The little girl who brought you here just now is my lantern bearer. The two of them are equivalent to my boys. She will no longer be a cunning."

Tang Weihong looked a little excited when he heard this, "That's...that's...God?"

He Sihai didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either, because he didn't know either.

According to Feng Gu's statement, the gods all have imperial documents.

But obviously he and Xuanxuan didn't have this thing.

But if they are not gods, but they are all performing the duties of gods, and they are also assisted by heaven.

"So, go where you should go with peace of mind, I will take care of Wanwan."

"Thank you, thank you for leading me." Tang Weihong cupped his hands to He Sihai one after another, feeling very grateful in his heart.

"Then after Wanwan becomes a god, will her eyes recover?" Tang Weihong asked again.

"I don't know about that, we can only talk about it after she fulfills her wish and becomes a god." He Sihai shrugged.

"Okay." Tang Weihong was a little disappointed when he heard that.

"So, what is the situation of Wanwan's parents and where are they now? I hope you can tell me."

"Her parents..."

Tang Weihong stroked Wanwan's hair, and slowly talked about their husband and wife.

Wanwan was shaking the rattle in her hand, but no matter how she shook it, it couldn't make any sound, so she was a little disappointed.

She looked at the grandma who was talking, and then at He Sihai who was sitting quietly aside.

So he handed over the rattle in his hand.

"Um……"

She looked at He Sihai with anticipation on her face.

He Sihai reached out to take the rattle in her hand. It was a bit worn out, but everything was in good condition except for the missing bullets.

There are two fish drawn on the surface of the drum, one black and one white, swimming with their tails in their tails, forming a perfect picture of Tai Chi.

At this moment, Wanwan gently tugged on his skirt.

The little face was full of doubts, as if asking him, can it still be repaired?

"Two drumming pellets are missing, and I'll help you find two things to put them on tomorrow." He Sihai said while holding the rope holding the pellets.

The rope to tie the projectile is woven by several red threads, like a tadpole, delicate and slender, in the shape of a net bag.

But the part of the tail that catches the projectile is deflated, and the projectile has been lost, so the drum can't beat.

Wanwan seemed to understand what He Sihai meant, and after thinking about it, she took out two marbles from the pocket of her overalls, put them in the palm of her little hand, and handed them to He Sihai.

"Um……"

She snorted expectantly.

"Do you want to use them?" He Sihai asked.

Wanwan nodded.

So He Sihai reached out to take it, and put the two projectiles into the "net pocket" at the tail.

"Try it now." He Sihai handed back the rattle in his hand and said.

When He Sihai was interacting with Wanwan.

Tang Weihong stopped talking at some point, but looked at them quietly.

Jian Wanwan happily took the rattle back into her hand.

Tang Weihong's heart was finally relieved, and she showed a relaxed and relieved smile, "Now, I believe you..."

But before she finished speaking, Wanwan turned the rattle in her hand and made a "boom".

The whole world seemed to stand still.

Chapter 357 Wanwan is a good boy

The world seemed to stand still.

But it's just as if, not really static.

At least it has no effect on He Sihai and Wanwan herself.

And as if some kind of information had been activated, the two instantly knew the effect of the rattle.

Putting this aside for the time being, Tang Weihong, who was next to her, was deeply affected by the sound of the drums. She was stiff and unable to move, and it took a while to recover.

"What's the matter?" Tang Weihong asked suspiciously, completely unaware of what happened, and felt dazed for a moment.

"This rattle, where did you come from?" He Sihai asked as he spread the rattle in his hand.

He didn't let Wanwan shake again, and she still doesn't know what happened.

"This..." Tang Weihong fell into memory after hearing the words.

"It seems that an old man sold it to me, right? It was not long after Wanwan disappeared. On my way to find Wanwan, I met an old man who sold rattles."

"I said I bought one for my granddaughter, and he took one for me. I don't know if I gave him any money. At that time, because Wanwan disappeared, I was not in a good mood, so I don't remember clearly."

Tang Weihong frowned, lost in memory.

When He Sihai heard this, her heart moved because she remembered when Liu Zhongmou talked about Xuanxuan.

Xuanxuan's little lantern was also bought from an old man.

Is there any connection between this?

Of course, it could just be a coincidence.

After all, whether it is lanterns or playing rattles, it is all obsession after death.

But why is it so special?

If you can't think of it, you don't want to, let it go temporarily.

Because it's useless to think too much, it's just a dead end.

"Wanwan, go for a walk with your grandma, and come back after dawn." He Sihai reached out and extinguished the soul lamp.

Sure enough, the rattle in his hand did not disappear, and became the same existence as Xuanxuan's soul-attracting lamp.

He Sihai handed it back to Wanwan, but told her not to shake it casually, at least not for now.

"Grandma, let's go." Wanwan obediently took grandma's hand and walked out the door.

When he arrived at the door, he didn't forget to turn his head and wave his hand to He Sihai.

He Sihai shook his hand in response.

For the rest of the time, let Wanwan and her grandma be alone.