My mother's uncle is very happy. He is an official himself, and he doesn't believe in evil. There are two sons in his family, and the eldest son is married and has children. About eight years ago, his family asked Mr. Geography to sort out the geomantic omen of his ancestors. He put on airs and ignored Mr. Geography. I heard that he even insulted Mr. Geography, and all his brothers attached great importance to it. A month later, his youngest son died of a slight cold, then his eldest son died for no reason, then his youngest grandson died of a fever, and his old lady took poison because of her sadness. Then her daughter-in-law hanged herself too much, and now there is only one person left, living at her grandmother's house. I met him during the Spring Festival, and he was very haggard.