Christmas

According to folklore, after a person dies, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust.The clothes and important things of the deceased should be burned, so that the deceased can take them away and the living can mourn.

"Hey, Xiang Xin, don't cry too. Be careful that you'll break your body from crying. Let's be sad."

As soon as Xia Yao entered the door, he heard crying from the living room and his mother's comfort. He changed his shoes and walked into the living room curiously.

Sitting in the living room was my mother and a woman in her 40s. Her face was haggard and her eyes were red. It seemed that she was the source of the crying just now.

"Xiao Yao is back."

"Well, I came back early when there was no school today. Mom, this is...?"

"This is your Aunt Yao, do you remember?"

Listening to his mother's question, Xia Yao thought for a while, and then looked at the woman sitting on the sofa for a while, before he began to have some impressions in his mind.

"Ah, I remembered, but this is Aunt Yao?"

"Why……,,

Xia's mother didn't answer Xia Yao's question directly, but just kept sighing, and Aunt Yao sitting beside her kept wiping her tears.

Seeing this, Xia Yao became more determined.

"I see that Aunt Yao's brows are filled with black air. Could it be...something happened at home?"

"Hey, yes, your Aunt Yao's daughter, Xiaojie, passed away a few days ago."

"Ah? She... Is she sick?"

Hearing the news, Xia Yao said that he was not surprised. Xiaojie was two years younger than him. When he was young, he liked to play with him very much. He always followed Xia Yao and called him little brother.

Although I haven't seen her for many years, Xia Yao still has a deep memory of this little sister with a flushed face. If it wasn't for him discovering the difference when he was 13 years old, Xia Yao might have gone to find Xiaojie.

"No, she... she committed suicide, she didn't even make it to the hospital... just, woo woo..."

Yao Xiangxin started crying again as she spoke, and Mother Xia held her hand and comforted her softly.

"Aunt Yao, the dead cannot be brought back to life, so my condolences."

Xia Yao looked at the sad Yao Xiuchun who was crying and touched his nose helplessly. Life and death are force majeure, and death is death. Maybe their souls are still there, but after all, they are no longer creatures in this world.

I have long been used to seeing these life and death, Xia Yao is actually a little numb, he can see some strange things when he was a child, from the curiosity at the beginning to the end, Xia Yao can't remember how much he saw .

I heard old people say that this is called yin and yang eyes, but how could Xia Yao's parents, who were intellectuals in the new era at that time, listen to these myths.

I often took Xia Yao to the hospital, but no matter what hospital, the results of the examination were exactly the same. Xia Yao's eyes were not only very normal, but also better than ordinary people's eyesight.

The examination reports one by one finally made Xia Yao's parents completely give up the idea of ​​continuing to go to the hospital for examination, but they were still very upset seeing the little Xia Yao who could still talk to the air.

In the end, I don't know where Xia Yao's grandma found a master, even Xia Yao's parents, who don't believe in superstition, didn't stop him this time.

stop.

The master said that Xia Yao's eyes are indeed yin and yang eyes, but they are stronger than ordinary yin and yang eyes. It is very likely that his ancestors had such eyes in the past.

Grandma Xia Yao recalled it for a while, and said that Grandpa Xia Yao's aunt was originally a witch, and it seemed that there was one.

The master said that was it.

Xia Yao's mother still couldn't accept it, so she asked the master if he could get rid of the yin and yang eyes.

The master glanced at Xia Yao's mother and stroked her mustache. The old god said, Xia Yao's yin and yang eyes are his destiny and cannot be changed.

And judging from Xia Yao's appearance, there will be a catastrophe when he is 21 years old, his yin and yang eyes may save his life, and he will meet his noble person.

This frightened Xia Yao's family, and they asked if there was any way to crack it.

The master shook his head, saying that God's will cannot be violated, but he still gave Xia Yao a jade gourd and asked him to carry it all the time, so as to avoid some evil spirits from hurting him. As long as he pretends not to see the others, those ghosts will not take the initiative to hurt him .

In this way, the jade gourd has been brought to the present by Xia Yao. Xia Yao is 21 years old this year. Yiqiao is the age that the Taoist said. Xia Yao’s parents have always been worried, but seeing Xia Yao’s still healthy appearance, it’s a little bit Don't worry, maybe the master is not sure what he said.

Xia Yao, who was sitting on the sofa, had been silently watching Yao Xiuchun wiping her tears, probably a little tired from crying, Yao Xiuchun finally stopped crying, looked up at Xia Yao with some embarrassment.

"It's really embarrassing, such an adult, but still crying like this in front of the junior."

"It's okay, Aunt Yao."

"Xiao Yao has really grown up. I remember that you were only a little bit older. Xiao Jie always liked to play behind you, but now

"Aunt Yao, Xiaojie definitely doesn't want to see you cry so sadly, you have to take care of yourself."

"Ok, I know."

"Life and death are a matter of life."

"Well, I know everything. In fact, I came this time because I want to ask Xiaoyao for help."

After finishing speaking, Yao Xiangxin pursed his lips, looking at Xia Yao as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Aunt Yao, you might as well just say it straight."

Xia Yao sat on the sofa and smiled at Yao Xiangxin with a good temper.

"Then I'll tell you, it's like this...Xiaojie gave me a dream for the first seven days, but she just kept saying it was cold, and didn't say anything else. I asked the master to see it the next day, but It didn't work, Xiaojie kept telling me that she was cold when she entrusted me with dreams, I really had no other choice, so I thought of Xiaoyao, and wanted to try my luck."

Yao Xiuchun rubbed her fingers in embarrassment.

"So you want Xiao Yao to help?"

"Well, the master said that Xiaojie is still at home, but it seems that something is suppressing her, and she cannot be reincarnated, but the master has no yin and yang eyes, so she can't see. So I want Xiaoyao to see if she can see Xiaojie .”

As she spoke, Yao Xiuchun's tears began to fall again.

"This is it."

Xia's mother pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Xia Yao.

"Xiao Yao, what do you think..."

"Well, if I could help, of course I would."

Hearing Xia Yao's promise, Yao Xiangxin was a little excited and kept thanking him.

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Looking at Yao Xiangxin who was immediately grateful to him, Xia Yao touched his nose in embarrassment, while Xia's mother on the side also approached Xia Yao and asked him quietly.

"Xiao Wu, are you okay?"

"Well, if only to look."

Seeing that his mother still looked worried, Xia Yao sat down beside her.

"Mom, don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Ok."

"Xiao Yao, Auntie really thank you."

Yao Xiangxin wiped away his tears, looked at Xia Yao and Xia's mother standing up and wanted to kneel down for them, but was stopped by Xia Yao, who had quick eyes and quick hands.

"It can't be done."

While comforting Yao Xiangxin, Xia Yao sighed as he glanced at her white hair at the temples from the corner of her eye.

Pity the parents of the world.

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