A simple sentence made the living people present shudder.

Mr. Yang almost lost his composure and jumped up from the sofa, his face turned ashen and gloomy.

"What do you mean?"

The ghost who peeked at his daughter before wasn't Mrs. Luqi?

Who would it be if it wasn't her?

When Mr. Yang thought of the stranger in the dark but peeping at his daughter with an unfaithful ghost, he felt anxious and impatient.

Yang Ailian was a little rational and held her husband back.

She was also worried about her daughter, even more panicked than her husband, but she still remembered that her daughter had a talisman that she sought from the temple. It was also this amulet that protected her daughter and drove away the stranger who peeped at her daughter.

Just as I was about to comfort my husband, a thought flashed through my mind.

Immediately afterwards, the blood in his cheeks completely faded away, leaving only a ghostly white spot.

"It means - how do you make sure that the 'amu' that drove that ghost away was not Mrs. Luqi?"

Pei Ye's voice came into her ears.

Word by word, sentence is like the final judgment, which makes people feel panicked.

Mrs. Lu Qi said just now that the ghost who had a kinship with Mr. Yang was a petty person and could not accept that Mr. Yang, who had a kinship with him, had his wife and children in the sun. He had the idea of ​​being cruel and took action, but was destroyed by Mrs. Lu Qi.

The problem now is-

Is the amulet requested from the temple effective?

If it works, the child should be safe.

If there is no effect, then the child will lose Lady Luqi's protection after leaving this home.

After figuring this out, Yang Ailian took out her cell phone from her bag with trembling hands and called her mother.

I remember that I pressed the phone number that I had memorized several times this time, and finally it was right. The phone rang for a long time but no one answered it.

[Sorry, no one has been connected to the user you are calling yet, please dial later...]

[sorry, the   subscriber    you    are   dailying    cannot     be    connected     now…]

Mr. Yang gasped, suppressing his worries and comforting his wife.

"Our mom sleeps early, try calling Yaya..."

The elderly pay attention to health preservation and their energy is not as good as the young people. They usually wash and go to bed at 8:9 o'clock.

The two children are different.

Yang Ailian called Chen Saiya again.

After retrieving Chen Saiya, the whole family tried their best to make up for it, but the regrets caused by years of separation cannot be made up for by simple materials, let alone Chen Saiya suffered a lot of grievances in her adoptive parents' family and was almost coveted and hurt by her adoptive father.

They could only choose a gentler way to get her into the family.

Chen Saiya saved her daughter, and her daughter also liked this aunt of similar age, and the uncle and nephew could play with her.

This time something happened at home, I packed up both children, which made Chen Saiya close to his relatives.

It was a good intention, but who knew that it gave the evil ghost an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Yang Ailian regretted that her intestines were blushed.

From the seconds from making the phone to the answer, my mood fluctuates violently like a roller coaster.

Fortunately, after several beeps, the phone finally answered.

Chen Saiya's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sister, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Ailian was already eager to grab the phone and asked her sister in a choked voice.

"Yaya, have you encountered something strange with your baby?"

"Strange thing..."

Yang Ailian was in a stable mood when she heard Chen Saiya's voice, and her tense nerves couldn't help but relax. She leaned against her husband as if she was too weak to fall to the ground. She murmured repeatedly: "It's fine, it's fine, that evil ghost hasn't taken action yet..."

Hearing Yang Ailian's grumble with gratitude, Chen Saiya subconsciously looked up at the little paper man hanging like a kite by her niece.

"Sister, do you call an evil ghost?"

Yang Ailian took a deep breath and tried hard to prevent her voice from trembling.

"There are evil ghosts who want to harm the baby. Don't go anywhere when you stay at home now, wait for your brother-in-law and I to pick you up."

Chen Saiya looked at the little paper man who seemed to be infatuated with him again.

"Sister, the evil ghost you mentioned has come..."

"What!!!"

Yang Ailian's voice suddenly rose.

"The evil ghost is coming!!!"

"It's okay, but the child was a little scared. Our mother even dropped her cell phone, and everything else was fine."

Chen Saiya briefly talked about what happened not long ago.

Looking back on the scene at that time, we can only describe it as "thrilling and exciting".

She was a smart girl, and the influence of her original family made her precocious and sensible. She knew her good intentions in packing her with her niece. She tried her best to cooperate and try to accept the care and closeness given by her mother.

"Yaya, eat quickly. Mom doesn't know what you like to eat, so people make some..."

"No, I like it all."

My mother sat opposite her, trying to squeeze out a not-too-hard smile.

"Just like it... You are under a lot of pressure to study now, so you should eat more to nourish your brain... Yaya, I know from your sister and brother-in-law that the school you are not at all good now, and the teacher education resources seem to be not good... Should you consider changing schools? If you can't bear to leave your classmates, it's okay to continue studying in that school, but if you want to get into a good university, your mother still recommends that you learn more from your tutor..."

"Well, I will try my best to study hard."

Chen Saiya thought about the education of her sister, brother-in-law, mother and other relatives, and bowed her head to make a living with guilt.

She lowered the entire family's education by herself and was ashamed.

"Mom, I, I still want to... learn some musical instruments..."

She has been very smart since she was a child and learns everything very quickly.

When she was studying in her hometown, she was always complacent about her talent. She couldn't keep up when she arrived in S City, but she felt that she was smart and had many surprises before the exam, and the final score would not be too ugly. She really realized the gap because she found that every student could sing and dance, and had a variety of talents. Most of them started learning since childhood, and she didn't know how much it cost to throw in extracurricular tutoring classes.

What are the xx math competitions, xx music competitions, xx calligraphy competitions, xx technology invention competitions...

I'm so frustrated to win the prize.

Chen Saiya is guarding against the coveted father, humiliation of his adoptive mother, and bullying of his younger brother.

Apart from studying and exams, there are no other specialties.

I recognized my mother and felt even more inferior.

The best way to eliminate inferiority complex and make yourself confident is to make yourself excellent.

Interest and talent not only cost time, but also cost money.

She was quite embarrassed to make this request.

But my mother happily expressed her support.

"It's good to cultivate interest. What do you want to learn? Mom will help you contact the institution..."

Chen Saiya didn't know what she wanted to learn.

But she knew to work hard to be a better self.

Only in this way can we have a new future.

When I remembered this, what appeared in my mind was the face of my life-saving benefactor "Xiao Cang".

I remembered the way that eyes were staring at me and pulling her out of hell, as if a god had come.

In the future, if you want to find a boyfriend, you will still look for him according to this standard...

The girl's cheeks were slightly hot.

"Think slowly, don't hurry. Don't just eat, eat more food..."

Chen Saiya continued to cook rice.

"Um……"

I don’t know how many times the rice in the bowl was secretly pressed by my mother. She was almost full, and there was one-third of the bowl, not to mention that there were more than a dozen dishes on the long table that were full of colors, fragrances and flavors but had no chopsticks.

Is this the happiness of rich people?

At her adoptive parents' house, she came back from school very late and could only eat leftovers and cold rice overnight.

Try to finish the remaining food, get up and help clean up the dishes.
To be continued...