Yang Huamei was stunned when she heard this.

Isn’t my method too simple and crude?

Is this okay?

How about... let's try it too?

When Tan saw Yang Huamei's incompetent look, she curled her lips and said, "If you become fierce, even ghosts and gods will be afraid of you!"

However, looking at Mei'er's cowardly appearance, she can't help but be hard-hearted to a rotten daughter-in-law who is full of scheming.

Do you still expect Meier to do something more bold?

"There are two more ways you can try." Tan took a sip of tea and spoke again.

Huh?

This tea is not bad, each root is as thin as an embroidery needle. It tastes light when you drink it. It is not as sour and burnt as the old wild tea at home.

After taking a sip, a faint fragrance is still left on the tip of the tongue. The fragrance is not floral, but fruity because it is sweet.

Tan was about to ask what kind of tea this was, but was forced back by Yang Huamei's sudden questioning.

"Mom, is there any other good way? Please teach me."

"Well, prepare some offerings or something, put them in a small bowl in the corner of the cradle, and offer them to Po Mengga."

Mengga Po?

Yang Huamei rolled her eyes a few times and suddenly patted her thigh.

"Look at my brain, how could I not think of this level? Yes, there is Mengga Po to protect the child. I will prepare it later!"

Mengga Po is a folk saying in Mianniu Mountain. For generations, it has been believed that every baby sleeping in a cradle has a Meng Ga Po behind him.

In the child's dream, the Mengga woman will accompany the child and teach him many things.

Sometimes the child laughs in his sleep, or kicks his legs, raises his hands, etc., and the adults say this is Mengga Po teasing the child and teaching the child to walk.

When a child suddenly bursts into tears while asleep, or the child opens his mouth and looks like he wants to cry or not, the adults will say that this is Mengga's child being disciplined!

In short, Mengga Po is like an invisible nanny who accompanies the child's growth like a shadow. She will not leave until the child's wisdom gradually develops after the child is one year old.

Therefore, families with a good family background and a baby would often place some food in the corner of the cradle as a sign of filial piety to Mother Mengga.

When Dabai and Xiaohei were young, Yang Huamei remembered that Shuanzi Niang had done this.

"Mom, are there any other ways? Tell them all."

Mrs. Tan thought for a while and then said: "Put a pair of scissors under the cradle. That is a murder weapon. The murder weapon can ward off evil spirits."

"However, you have to be careful not to hurt the child when stuffing it." Ms. Tan added.

Yang Huamei nodded repeatedly. She had seen Shuanzi Niang do this method before.

When my mother-in-law was doing those things, I would just watch from the side. How come it is my turn to be a grandmother and I can’t do anything anymore?

Fortunately, Hongmei flattered her, saying that she was a mother-in-law with more experience and knowledge... Yang Huamei felt guilty for no reason.

"Do you have any red silk at home that you can offer incense to the Bodhisattva?" Tan suddenly asked again.

Yang Huamei came back to her senses and thought about it carefully, "Last time when we built this new house, we covered it with a piece of red silk when we went up the beams. We got it from the Taoist temple."

"I remember who reminded me to keep a little bit, so I tore off a small piece and said, Mom, is that okay?"

Mrs. Tan said: "It should be OK if it has been consecrated. Go back and tie the red silk to the legs of the cradle for good luck."

Yang Huamei nodded vigorously and asked for a bunch of other ideas. If it had been anyone else asking like this, Mr. Tan would have spit it in his face.

But when the other party was his old daughter Yang Huamei, Tan had no choice but to rack his brains patiently and recall some of the tricks he had heard and seen in his more than seventy years of life to seek good luck and avoid evil.

If someone holds a pen and paper and records simultaneously, a thick book can be produced.

The title of the book is: "A Complete Collection of Methods for Infants and Young Children to Attract Good Luck and Avoid Evil"

Or: "Tan and her Thousand and One Earthworks"

Another example: "Mother and Daughter's Night Talk: Infants Crying at Night"

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When Mrs. Liu told Mrs. Tan about Yang Huamei's visit to Yu Banxian, Mrs. Tan warned Mrs. Liu at that time: "Besides telling me this matter, don't go out and tell others about it, so as not to let outsiders hear about it."

It’s just rain, spreading rumors through rumors.”

At that time, Ms. Liu also patted her chest and made a promise: "Mom, you can absolutely rest assured, I know what's going on."

As a result, Mrs. Tan went to Lao Wang's house to find Yang Huamei, while Mr. Liu went to the entrance of the village to talk to Mrs. Sun about the matter.

She didn't tell too many people, that is, she told the Sun family, Bao Suyun, Cao Bamei, Yang Ruoqing, and the eldest Sun family who came to visit...

Well, this list is a bit long, I can’t even count it with one pair of hands.

"Fourth Aunt, did my grandma tell you not to tell anyone else about this matter except her?" Yang Ruoqing suddenly asked Mrs. Liu with a smile in her eyes.

Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment, and then said nonchalantly: "It's more than just an admonishment? It's simply a warning!"

"Then why are you telling so many of us? Are you not afraid?" Yang Ruoqing asked again with a smile.

Mrs. Liu looked like she was not stingy and rolled her eyes, "Are you afraid of a ball? I'm not the first person to know about this? I heard it from outside."

"When I heard it, about seventy or eighty people knew it. The old lady's warning was useless. There were still seventy or eighty people outside who were talking!"

If you have the ability, just block them one by one!

Everyone was no longer surprised by Liu's behavior. Sun said, "Let's get back to the subject. I don't know why Mei'er went to Yu Banxian. Why don't you go to the Taoist temple?"

Ms. Liu chuckled, grabbed a handful of peanuts from the table and peeled them in her hands, "There's no need to ask. Just stay away from us, for fear that we'll find out about their old Wang family's trivial matters again."

Bao Suyun glanced at Mrs. Liu and said, "Mei'er also wants to be strong and doesn't want to show weakness. This is understandable."

Mrs. Liu smiled even more exaggeratedly, "It's a good thing to have backbone. I hope she can handle it. If she can't handle it, it would be ridiculous to come to our old Yang family for help in the end."

Sun said: "It must be a trivial matter. Many people who have headaches and fever go to Yu Banxian for advice. This is not surprising."

Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly, it was indeed cheaper to find Yu Banxian.

If you go to the Taoist temple, it is indeed a bit more expensive, but Taoist priest Yuan is the real deal.

As for Yu Banxian? Pull him down!

That man was an old bachelor in Yujia Village. In the early years, he and his father guarded a few acres of farmland at home. He was quite smart. From time to time, he would go out to get some small things and bring them to the village to resell them, making a little money from them.

If it were anyone else, after making a little money, you would not have to renovate the house first, and then marry a wife to support your small life?
Chapter completed!