Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

Later on, her son stole her coffin money and fled the village.


Granny Wu Zhu cried numerous times over this, uncertain whether it was the money or her son that pained her more.


Chen Shi didn't know how to handle the situation, so he was eager to drive Chen Tang away.


Creation Little Five headed towards the house, saying, "Let's have a quick meal first."


He thought to himself, "Have a meal with humans first, then send Little Ten on his way! Dad, I can't burn Wu Zhu, but I'm offering your grandson to you as a sign of filial piety."


Chen Shi walked into the yard, where Black Pot had already tidied up the tables and chairs, and the dishes and utensils were neatly arranged.


"Black Pot, Chen Tang is here, add a set of utensils," Chen Shi said.


Black Pot hurried to fetch the chopsticks and served a bowl of rice.


Creation Little Five frowned, watching Black Pot bustling around; this dog made him realize that there was an Evil Spirit in the house.


Chapter 135: Xiao Wu Visits, Filial Piety 2