Chapter 18: Inviting Spirits

After working all morning, everyone had lunch together.

They didn't make a buffet, but just cooked a big pot of meatball soup according to the rules.

After all, Mr. Ren was from a wealthy family. Unlike the meatball soup of ordinary people, the soup contained a lot of pork, beef and mutton.

The busy people who came to help and relatives and friends had a good meal.

Renjia Town was prosperous, and Mr. Ren's family had some gentry flavor.

As long as they were not his opponents or did not have things coveted by him, ordinary people could also get his preferential treatment.

But no matter how comfortable life was, ordinary people still had to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt.

It was not easy to have a big meat meal like this.

And this was just the appetizer. Tomorrow night, the buffet would be set up, with at least a dozen dishes, with meat and vegetables.

On the day of the official funeral, it would be even more sumptuous.

People who lived close to him could eat for several days in a row.

At the dinner table, Lin Yu gave the people of Renjia Town a little bit of genius shock.

No one could see how such a small belly like his could hold so much food.

He finished three bowls of meatball soup.

It was called meatball soup, but in fact there was not much soup, mostly fried meatballs and stewed meat.

With such a large appetite, let alone a three-month-old baby, even a young man of twenty or thirty-four engaged in heavy physical work could only finish half a bowl at most.

After all, the ingredients used in their meatball soup were really good.

Lin Yu's appetite, which was five or six times that of an adult, could not help shocking the people of Renjia Town?

"Uncle Jiu..., there won't be any problem if the child eats like this?"

There was some worry on Mr. Ren's face.

He was afraid that the child would be stuffed to death.

In previous years, when there was a disaster, it was not that there were no people who suddenly got food and ate too much and stuffed themselves to death.

Uncle Jiu really smiled mysteriously, showing his unfathomable depth.

Lin Yu's face was full of satisfaction without any discomfort.

Only then did Master Ren feel relieved, and his heart became more and more heated.

It is said that ordinary people would definitely break their stomachs if they ate like this.

But when he thought of what Uncle Jiu said about the genius of cultivation, Master Ren really felt that this child was born extraordinary, and it was possible that he was a star descending to the earth.

Thinking of Nezha and Erlang Shen in the story book, they were just born out of the womb, and they grew two or three feet taller when the wind blew, and two or three feet taller when they took a step. In a short time, they could grow to be several years old or even adults.

Although it is not certain that Lin Yu is a god descending to the earth, it is naturally a great opportunity and auspicious sign that such a talented and wonderful person appeared in their Renjia Town.

He kept calculating in his heart.

Lin Yu did not try to understand what they were thinking and what they were planning.

He just looked at the information flashing in front of him with satisfaction.

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Satisfied, really satisfied.

After lunch and a short break, everyone started to work again.

A square table was tied up with wood and ropes, so that two people could lift it like a sedan chair one after the other.

Two thick white wax candles were lit on the table.

Some fruits and vegetables were placed in the middle.

There were some fried food, and some chicken and pork boiled in water.

Uncle Jiu arranged the staff and worked for a long time.

He gave a few instructions to Lin Yu and Wencai.

Then he asked people in mourning to burn yellow paper on both sides of the road.

Several piles of yellow paper were burned, and they cried while burning.

The percussion band also blew a trumpet, and the sheng and taro were played together, and the copper gongs and iron claps, dingling and clanging, played some mournful music loudly.

They invited talented people, but the music was full of sorrow.

The filial son and grandson cried even louder.

Ren Tingting held Lin Yu and watched the excitement with many people.

I didn't know who gave a signal in the music, and a group of people stood up.

Holding mourning sticks in their hands, they lined up and followed the two people carrying the altar and walked out.

The percussion band followed all the way.

The mourning music went all the way to the hills outside the town.

"I heard from my father that the funeral will be held the day after tomorrow, why do we have to invite the spirit today?"

Ren Tingting didn't understand.

Although she was a girl and was born in a wealthy family and received a lot of education, it was inevitable that some relatives died when she was young, and she had worn the mourning hat many times.

Naturally, she also understood some basic procedures.

The spirit is usually invited on the night before the funeral. The filial son and grandson will take tribute and go around the ancestral grave.

Pay respect to the ancestors, tell them that another relative is going to accompany them, and invite the ancestors' spirits back home to worship them.

"Master Ren wants to put your aunt in your family's ancestral tomb. Don't you know about this?"

Lin Yu leaned his head against two small soft balls and continued talking.

Ren Tingting really didn't know about this.

"I haven't heard of such a thing before."

Ren Tingting has never seen such a thing.

"It is precisely because such things are rare that my master wants to go to your family's ancestral tomb first to ask if your family members are willing..."

Ren Tingting's mouth twitched.

She didn't quite believe this.

But whether she was willing or not, it sounded quite creepy, even if that person was her own ancestor.

"Xiaoyu, you know a lot. Who gave you your name? Do you hope that you will grow up to be a handsome man like Pan An and Song Yu in the future?"

Ren Tingting's attention quickly shifted to Lin Yu again. She really couldn't let go of this cute little baby in her hand.

"What Song Yu, Pan An? You won't always call me Xiaoyu, right?"

Lin Yu wrinkled his nose cutely and snorted.

"Call me Lin Yu, the Yu of the sun!"

"Yeah~ OK OK... I'll call you Xiao (Yu) Yu~"

Ren Tingting used a coaxing tone.

Her bright eyes were a little cunning and snickering.

She secretly said in her heart: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, it's Xiaoyu. Anyway, you can't tell them apart, hehe."

Lin Yu was entangled by Ren Tingting for a whole afternoon.

It felt like his pink face was about to be swollen by Ren Tingting.

Both cheeks were red, not the original white and rosy, but dyed red by the rouge on Ren Tingting's face.

On the forehead, cheeks, and even the neck, there were red lip marks all over.

Wencai looked at Lin Yu's face full of lip marks and looked like he had no desire to live, and his jealous heart was about to break.

In such a complicated mood, it was night, and Uncle Jiu and the others still didn't come back.

"It's so late, why haven't you come back yet? Xiaoyu, come to my house to sleep today?"