OBS Chapter 113: Columbarium?
Chapter 113: Columbarium?
Studio.
Shen Sangning watched the comments and interacted for a while.
"Okay, my dears, let's stick to the old rules and give out lucky bags!"
One minute later, the lucky bag was drawn.
The lucky viewer’s online name is [A naughty leg hair].
The scene changed, and the girl in the camera was visibly startled.
"I...I..." The girl pointed at her nose in a silly way: "I won the lucky bag?"
Shen Sangning smiled and said, "Yes, you won the lucky bag. Is there anything you need to calculate?"
"Yes!" The girl blinked her eyes. "I've been having dreams recently. In my dreams, my grandfather has been sitting on the ground and refuses to get up."
"Even if I helped him up, he would soon sit back down on the ground. He wouldn't listen to anything I said."
"My grandfather has passed away for two years. I thought it was because I missed him too much, but I had the same dream for several days in a row."
"Sister, do you think Grandpa is giving me some hints in my dreams?"
"Indeed." Shen Sangning paused and said, "You guys used grandpa's old house as an urn?"
"A columbarium?" The girl was a little confused. She was only thirteen or fourteen years old, so she obviously didn't understand.
"Master, wait a minute. I'll call my father over to ask him."
Soon, a man wearing glasses walked into the girl's boudoir.
The man looked at the camera curiously and waved his hand politely: "Sorry, anchor, the child is ignorant. Sorry to bother you..."
"Dad! How am I not sensible?" The girl, named An An, pouted and said, "I told you before that I always dream about grandpa. I feel like something has happened to grandpa!"
"The anchor sister is very powerful. She just said that it was my grandfather who came to me in my dream!"
The man said seriously, "An An, stop fooling around. You just miss grandpa too much. Don't you understand that you dream about something at night when you think about it during the day?"
"An An is not kidding." Shen Sang Ning said with a smile: "If you dream about it for one or two days, maybe it's because you miss me. But if you dream about it every day, then is there a problem?"
"Mr. An, I just asked An An, did you use the old man's house as an urn?"
An Youwei was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.
"Cemeteries are too expensive now. A plot of land costs hundreds of thousands of yuan. And the rights are only valid for 20 years, and management fees must be paid every year."
"My father said before he died that we should just put him in the old house."
"It's a bungalow, and there aren't many people in the village. We won't affect anyone else."
[Bungalows are okay, but some columbariums in cities are really unlucky! ]
[Hey... We are in a county-level city, and housing prices are not expensive. I spent 35 yuan to buy a house, and after moving in, I never saw anyone next door. Later I found out that it was a fucking ashes room...]
[Every day I can see from my window that there is a house in the opposite building that always has its curtains drawn. I have never seen it move. Could that be the ashes room?]
[The one upstairs is 80% likely. If you happen to be able to see that room, it's best to put something to ward off evil spirits in the room.]
"Don't be nervous." Shen Sangning smiled and said, "I'm just asking casually."
"An An just told me about the dream she had. If I calculated correctly, your father's tablet in the old house must have fallen over."
"It's not a big problem. Just go take a look, help him up, and burn some paper money."
"How could the tablet fall over when it was fine?" An Youwei frowned, "It was my father's death anniversary last month. I went there with An An."
"I understand!" An An looked at his father with wise eyes and said, "No wonder I couldn't help grandpa up. It turned out that grandpa's tablet fell down!"
"Dad, let's go to Grandpa's house and help him up!"
An Youwei obviously didn't believe it and naturally didn't want to go.
It takes six or seven hours to go back and forth, and it's already evening and I have to go to work tomorrow.
"Stop fooling around, An An. Put down your phone and go to sleep. School is about to start. Have you finished your homework?"
When it comes to homework, An An's face immediately falls.
It's vacation, why do I have to do homework...
Seeing her father was about to get angry, she quickly snatched the phone back, then put her hands behind her back and said obediently, "I know, I'll go to bed right away. I'll start doing my homework carefully tomorrow!"
An Youwei looked at his daughter with both anger and amusement, then left her bedroom.
An An made a face at his father's back, then quietly locked the bedroom door.
"Sister...my dad doesn't believe it! What should I do?"
Shen Sangning raised her eyebrows: "It's simple, I'll just let your grandfather go to his dream tonight!"
"If you don't believe it for one day, or two days, you will believe it after three days."
An An's eyes lit up!
That's a really great idea...
"Okay! Then let's make it a deal."
"Grandpa. It's not that your granddaughter doesn't want to help you, it's your son who won't let you."
"Grandpa, be obedient and go find your son! I, the eldest granddaughter, have no status at home!"
"You should educate him well, ask him to give me more pocket money and enroll me in fewer cram schools."
"Let's make a deal. If the deal is done, I'll use my pocket money to secretly burn paper for you!"
An An muttered a few words in a confused manner, and Shen Sang Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This child is quite brave and not afraid at all.
"Yes. Your grandfather heard it..."
"Sleep well tonight, grandpa won't appear in your dreams."
An An hung up the phone with a smile, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep soon after.
On the other side, An Youwei was lying on the bed waiting for his wife to get off work.
I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel very sleepy today.
He forced himself to go to the living room and make a cup of coffee.
However, a cup of coffee did not make him energetic, but made him feel more and more sleepy.
He leaned on the sofa for a while and fell asleep in a daze.
In a dream.
He saw his father sitting on the ground, cursing.
"You son of a bitch, did you bully my precious granddaughter?"
"I order you to double my granddaughter's monthly pocket money!"
An Youwei didn't understand what was going on and wanted to go forward and help his father up.
But I don’t know what happened, just after I helped him up, my father sat back on the ground.
"What are you helping me with! Didn't an expert give you some advice today? My tablet has fallen over!"
"You are so careless. You came back to burn incense for me, but you didn't close the window when you left? The strong wind and heavy rain soaked me to the skin!"
"Hurry back to the old house tomorrow and lift up my tablet! I've been sitting on the ground for a week and my legs are numb!"
An Youwei was confused and even a little anxious. He knew subconsciously that he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up!
"Hubby! What's wrong with you, hubby?"
"Wake up!"
He could vaguely hear his wife calling him, but he couldn't lift his eyelids...
"Mom...don't be anxious, grandpa is scolding dad!" Hearing his mother coming back, An An also ran out and explained.