He Gui was lying on the ground crying, and I ignored her and ran to my grandma.
At this moment, Teacher Qiao's voice came from the whip in her hand, "Aunt Sun, I, I want to see my daughter before I go to reincarnation again. Is there anything you can do?"
Teacher Qiao is now in a low-level soul state, and He Huanhuan can't see her at all. I was filled with surprise when I heard this.
Is there any way for grandma to let mother and daughter meet?
"Well..." Grandma thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I can bring you into a happy dream and let you meet each other, but you'd better come out of the dream before entering reincarnation and try to stay for her. Good thoughts."
"I know, Aunt Sun, thank you." Teacher Qiao's mental fluctuation came.
However, my grandma's words made me even more curious. She could actually take Teacher Qiao into He Huanhuan's dream?
"Grandma." I looked at grandma and asked, "Grandma, can I also enter He Huanhuan's dream? I also want to go in and have a look."
Grandma pondered for a long time, looked at me and said, "Okay, Xiao An, tonight, I will let you experience for yourself what it feels like to have an out-of-body experience. This will be of great help to you in the future."
"Soul out of body?" I asked my grandma curiously, can the soul still enter the dream space?
Grandma said that natural energy is a kind of journey of the soul, but it is not the same as an out-of-body experience, and dreams are also another kind of real world.
Grandma also said that some ghosts, such as those who go to the underworld to look for souls, use the ability of the soul to leave the body.
It is also said that the souls of powerful people with advanced cultivation can travel freely among the six realms of reincarnation. They can fly into the realm of heaven and humanity, and descend into hell. They are truly powerful beings.
I quickly asked my grandma if her soul could go to heaven and earth, but grandma just smiled and gave me an intriguing expression.
Walking into the countryside, I found that there were far fewer people on the road.
Today is a small year, but these people must have been frightened by last night and were afraid of something happening, so they all hid at home.
And I couldn't help but ask the questions in my heart, asking my grandma if everything that happened four years ago to this day was her plan.
My grandma gave me an ambiguous answer, saying that if I thought it was yes, it was no, and if it was no, it was no. I didn’t want to ask too many questions. It would be bad to inquire too deeply about some things.
After returning home, my grandfather was chopping sauerkraut and preparing to make dumplings. I immediately checked on He Huanhuan. She was not awake yet, like a sleeping princess.
Teacher Qiao wanted to come out to see He Huanhuan, but grandma refused, saying that the heavy yin energy in her body would affect Huanhuan's body.
Next, we made dumplings, but unfortunately Huanhuan was still unconscious and couldn't eat, and Teacher Qiao couldn't come out.
Looking at the dumplings on the table, I thought to myself how great it would be if Teacher Qiao and He Huanhuan could both be on the table.
I am celebrating this small New Year today, and I feel like there is no trace of the New Year at all.
Grandma kept coughing, which always made my heart hang.
The day passed quickly. When I was about to go to bed at night, I looked at He Huanhuan curiously, then looked at my grandma and asked, "Grandma, how do you bring me into He Huanhuan's dream at night? Do I need to do anything?"
Grandma said calmly: "No need, just go to bed at night and leave everything to me."
"Okay." I said dullly, and then I went to meditate. Suddenly I thought of Xiao Mengxin. She hadn't sent me a message in the past two days.
But I can occasionally feel her mood swings, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, and I guess her life is not that good.
The thought of forcing me to miss Xiao Mengxin still exists, which makes me very tormented, but I try my best to restrain the thought of her and the urge to contact her, otherwise we will never be able to become one.
At about nine o'clock in the evening, we spread the quilt and went to bed. After lying in bed, I looked at He Huanhuan curiously, thinking how grandma would bring me and Teacher Qiao into Huanhuan's dream, and what kind of dream Huanhuan would have. Woolen cloth?
I fell asleep in a daze. I don't know how long it had passed, but suddenly my grandma's call came to my ears, "Xiao An, wake up."
"Huh?" I rubbed my eyes curiously and sat up, and found my grandma and Teacher Qiao standing on the ground looking at me. What surprised me was that there was a grandma lying on the kang.
"Is this, is the soul on the ground the grandma's soul?" I was shocked inside, and when I looked down, my heart beat wildly.
I saw another one of me lying on the kang, sleeping soundly.
"Am I, am I out of body?" I curiously touched my other self's cheek, and my hand actually penetrated it.
Sure enough, it was my soul leaving my body. This feeling is very strange. Except for the accidental soul leaving my body when I was a child, I have never experienced it again. I don’t know what method my grandma used to get my soul out of my body.
"Okay Xiao An, don't be stunned. We only have one hour. Come to me quickly." Grandma urged.
I looked at the time and it was exactly ten o'clock, which meant that Teacher Qiao would enter reincarnation at eleven o'clock. I was very curious about which path she would be reincarnated into when the time came.
I didn't talk nonsense, I moved my body to my grandma's side, and the feeling was so light and wonderful.
But it may also be due to the soul being out of the body. I feel the temperature is very low and a bit cold, and my perception of ghosts is much stronger. I can vaguely hear the sound of ghosts crying and howling far away outside the window.
At this moment, Teacher Qiao's eyes looked at He Huanhuan on the kang, which contained deep love and reluctance.
"Let's go." After grandma said that, she grabbed my and Teacher Qiao's wrists with both hands. For a moment, I felt like the world was spinning.
There was blinding white light all around, making it impossible to open my eyes, and I felt like I was flying into the sky. Suddenly, I felt a hard landing on the sole of my foot.
The shouts of vendors came from all around. When I opened my eyes, I found myself standing at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative in the countryside.
Some vendors setting up street stalls were shouting at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative.
"This is..." I carefully observed some old buildings around me and found that this was actually the village where I was in kindergarten seven years ago.
The township has changed a lot in the past seven years. The former supply and marketing cooperatives have been torn apart and built into a row of two-story small Western-style buildings. The first floor is a variety of general stores, and the second floor is mostly the bedrooms of small bosses.
When I returned to the scene in my hometown seven years ago, I recalled the past events when I was in kindergarten and the scenes where I met He Huanhuan, and I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
I looked around curiously, wondering if this was He Huanhuan's dream. Why did she dream of the countryside seven years ago?
Teacher Qiao looked at a row of supply and marketing cooperatives and the surrounding buildings. As he walked forward, his eyes revealed nostalgia and melancholy.
My grandma and I followed Teacher Qiao without saying a word. She walked slowly towards the kindergarten. It was afternoon, and He Huanhuan might be in school.
Gradually, a path leading to the kindergarten appeared ahead. Just go to the end and turn a corner, and you will find the kindergarten.
Teacher Qiao’s eyes were full of memories, and my grandma and I were the same way. I still remember the first time I went to kindergarten, crying loudly because my grandma didn’t want me. It was also that day that I met He Huanhuan.
Before we knew it, we had reached the end of the road, and the gate of the kindergarten came into view. But for some reason, the weather, which was originally sunny, suddenly turned gloomy.
The door of the kindergarten opened, and the laughter of children could be heard inside. Dozens of children carrying schoolbags ran out of the door and ran in all directions. It was obviously a scene after school.
However, the strange thing is that the eyes of these children are staring unblinking, like a group of dead children, their faces are expressionless, and their lips are tightly closed, just like the pout of the paper-pricked man. Extremely weird.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the children disappeared like little ghosts amid laughter.
At this moment, a familiar girl's hum came from the kindergarten, "The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the little bird said, early, early, early, why don't you put on your little schoolbag, hum hum… "
My heart moved, this was He Huanhuan's voice, and I quickly took two steps towards the door.
Teacher Qiao's body trembled slightly with excitement and she quickly walked forward.
"The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the bird is saying morning, morning, morning, why don't you put on your little schoolbag."
The petite figure of He Huanhuan, humming a song, appeared at the door. She had a ponytail and a white dress, and she ran out happily, with innocence in her big eyes on her cute face.
"Daughter." Upon seeing this, Teacher Qiao could no longer hold back, sobbed and rushed forward to hug He Huanhuan, but his body was strangely penetrated.
"Huh?" He Huanhuan shivered, looked around curiously and said to herself, "Why did I hear my mother calling me just now? Is she here to pick me up?"
Teacher Qiao looked at my grandma inquiringly. I was also very curious. Could it be that He Huanhuan couldn't see us?
"I'll see you when I get home." Grandma looked at Teacher Qiao and said.
She felt much relieved after hearing this, and then we followed He Huanhuan.
He Huanhuan was very naughty. One moment she was jumping up and down, picking up a pebble and throwing it far away. The next moment she picked up a wooden stick and imitated the Beggar Clan leader's dog stick technique, waving it around randomly.
Teacher Qiao shed tears, but she couldn't help but smile.
Just when He Huanhuan was about to arrive home, he suddenly stopped, took off his schoolbag and rummaged around inside, not knowing what he was looking for.
After a while, she took out a photo and stood there in a daze, her eyes even darker.
We stood behind her curiously and looked down, and saw that the photo in He Huanhuan's hand was the wedding photo of Teacher Qiao and He Gui.
He Gui had the parting of a male model's hair in the 1980s, and wore an old-style lapel khaki suit with a bow tied around his neck. For that era, he was quite energetic.
Teacher Qiao was wearing a white wedding dress and holding He Gui's hand. Her face was so beautiful, like a fairy unstained by the mortal world.
I think that must be Teacher Qiao’s happiest time.
"Hey." Suddenly, He Huanhuan sighed, and a snot bubble emerged from her cute nostrils. She fumbled for the photo and murmured: "I don't know if mom and dad will quarrel today."
After finishing speaking, He Huanhuan's eyes were extremely disappointed, she sighed helplessly, and pursed her mouth with a wronged expression that looked like she was about to cry.
