Yang Ruoqing turned around and told Mrs. Liu with a serious face: "Fourth Aunt, since we trust you and ask you to stay and observe, you have to promise me something."

"As long as I can stay and listen, let alone one thing, I will agree to two or three things," Mrs. Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Okay, then you have to promise that if you hear anything, go outside and gossip with others, and you are not allowed to add fuel to the fire. If you add fuel to the fire and spread it back to my ears, I won't be done with you!"

Mrs. Liu raised her two fingers and pointed to the sky and swore: "I swear, I promise not to add any extravagance or jealousy. I mean what I say."

"Okay!" Yang Ruoqing turned around and said to Yang Huazhong: "Father, tell me, this matter can't be solved. Everyone in the village knows that Shengnan's father slept in the cemetery last night."

Yang Huazhong was startled for a moment, then sighed and sat down.

Mrs. Sun made him a bowl of wolfberry, and Yang Huazhong took a few sips to moisten his throat. He had just recovered from a serious illness. After a long night of tossing and running around all day, he was already exhausted.

As soon as the lightly sweet wolfberry water reached his throat, he found some of his lost strength.

"Today we invited Bao Banxian to Xiangjiazhuang. Bao Banxian couldn't see him, but as soon as he entered the house, he said there was a stranger in the house." Yang Huazhong said.

"Bao Banxian said, that stranger is not a human being, but that kind of thing."

"The reason why Dad Shengnan has a fever and talks nonsense is because the stranger is pestering him. The stranger followed him from the cemetery and followed Dad Katsunan home."

"Let's ask this stranger why he is pestering Shengnan's father like this? Bao Banxian said that the stranger is an old lady. He also told us the stranger's age, height, clothes and appearance.

Afterwards, some elderly people from Xiangjiazhuang who were present at that time said that the old lady was also a girl from Xiangjiazhuang in the past, and later married to Yujia Village."

"Her husband died a long time ago, and she is now a widow, raising a son to live her life. The family is poor, and her eldest son has not yet married a wife."

"More than ten years ago, during the flood, didn't we and Shiliba Village recruit people to build dams to drain water? The old lady's son also went there. He went there to earn money to buy medicine for the old lady. At that time

The old lady was sick. Later, the flood receded, but the plague came."

"The son contracted the plague and died. He was one of the first to die in the village. The old lady was still ill in bed at that time. The village was sealed off and no one in the village dared to move around. The old lady starved to death in bed and no one knew about it.

"

"When I found out later, I buried the old lady under a tree as if she was a person infected with the plague."

"The old lady has no son to offer incense, and there is no one in her natal family, so her grave has become a lonely grave. During the past ten years or so, the deceased souls have had their descendants pay homage, send some food, and burn some

She had paper money and cold clothes, but the old lady had nothing. She was just a lonely ghost. She was so pitiful. It happened that Katsuo's father was drunk and had become a ghost, so the old lady took advantage of Katsuo's father's yang energy to be weak.

To put it bluntly, I just want to get something to eat."

Speaking of this, Yang Huazhong paused for a moment. His throat was a little dry. He lowered his head and drank a few sips of wolfberry water.

Hey, the body of a forty-year-old is really not as good as it used to be when I was in my twenties.

I had an illness and felt that my whole body was weak and my energy and energy were slowly recovering. If I talked too much, my throat would smoke and I would feel tight and uncomfortable.

On one side, Yang Huazhong was moistening his throat. On the other side, Ms. Liu's eyes were wide open in surprise, and her mouth couldn't close for a long time.

"Tsk, tsk, that old lady is really pitiful. She was a pitiful person in life, and she will be just as pitiable as a ghost after death..." Mrs. Liu sat there and sighed.

Mrs. Sun's face was also full of sympathy. The kind-hearted Baozi temporarily forgot that the old lady was a 'stranger' and the source of her fear.

"I'm a little confused," said Sun.

"When the old lady was alive, even if her son was a bachelor, he still wanted to honor his mother. He went out to build dams to earn money for her medicine."

"Why is it that after death, mother and son are at the bottom, the son doesn't care about my mother?"

Regarding this question raised by Sun, Liu and Yang Ruoqing were also stunned by the question.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head directly, "I really don't understand this aspect. Fourth Aunt, you are well-informed about this, so you can answer it."

Mrs. Liu tilted her head and thought seriously for a while, then said: "I think, most likely, the son will be a poor man underground. His own cow's tail can't cover the cow's butt, so he still has the time to take care of him."

The ghost old lady? Pull her down!"

"Fourth brother and sister, please stop talking nonsense. Bao Banxian told you the reason. Things are not what you think at all!" Yang Huazhong couldn't help but drink in a low voice.

Mrs. Liu was not annoyed and looked at Yang Huazhong with a smile.

"Third brother, I'm a womanizer and I don't have much knowledge. You just think I'm farting. What's the reason? Just tell us!" Mrs. Liu said.

Sun and Yang Ruoqing also looked at Yang Huazhong, expecting him to answer their questions.

Yang Huazhong said: "Bao Banxian said that the old lady's son walked in front of the old lady. Even though he was a filial son in life, after death, when the king of hell and the judge judge him, he will be judged because he failed to fulfill his filial piety in the human life.

You can’t blame him for the fact that my mother has to take care of her until she ends up in old age, and we can’t sentence him to this crime!”

"So the son was punished to atone for his sins when he got there, and he never got to meet the old lady. The old lady was all alone and bullied everywhere."

"The reason why I got involved with Sheng Nan's father this time is, after all, fate. Bao Banxian asked the Xiang family to prepare some paper money and offerings, a few sets of cold clothes, and go back to burn them near a tree. This matter is almost over.

.”

After the matter was finished, both Yang Huazhong and Sun were silent, while Liu sat there alone, sighing and sighing.

Mrs. Liu left with satisfaction. Yang Huazhong looked at Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, why don't you say anything? Are you scared?"

Mrs. Sun was also attracted, and the woman raised her hand and gently stroked Yang Ruoqing's head: "Daughter, don't be afraid. Now that you understand, I'm not that afraid anymore. Even if you pity that old lady, don't be afraid.

"

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and looked at her parents, thought about it and said, "Mom, dad, I'm not afraid, I just had an idea."

"What are you thinking?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "That old lady is very pitiful. Even if the Xiang family burns paper money this time, in the final analysis, it will only relieve a temporary urgent need. After a year and a half, she will continue to suffer."

"And that area, I heard, used to be a mass grave. There were many ghosts like the old lady, otherwise there wouldn't be any trouble..."

"So, I plan to build a Taoist temple or a small temple there to liberate them, and then use incense to worship them. Mom and dad, what do you think?"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's suggestion, Yang Huazhong and Sun were both shocked.

After a while, Yang Huazhong suppressed his excitement and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Daughter, if this thing comes to pass, it will be a great meritorious thing. Dad supports you, no matter whether you build a Taoist temple or a small temple.

Dad supports you!"

"Mom, what about you? What do you think about this?" Yang Ruoqing looked at Sun again.
Chapter completed!