"What? Grandma Qing'er wants to invite Liu Dixian to come over and do some small rituals on Xiu'er's grave? What is this good person doing?"

Mrs. Sun was drying in the yard, and Bao Suyun came over with a wooden basin to tell Mrs. Sun about this.

"I went to the old house in the morning to pick up my father and mother's dirty clothes to wash. My father happened to be going out, and I heard the two of them discussing there without paying attention to a word." Bao Suyun said.

Mrs. Sun frowned: "Xiu'er died young, and it's not like the elders of the Yang family can protect him. If a poor child is gone, don't worry about it anymore. Why don't you let him feel at ease and reincarnate? You have to worry about it, eh!"

Bao Suyun said: "It's probably because of Yongxian's situation, they were thinking about Xiu'er, because I also heard them saying that they dreamed about Xiu'er and so on, which seemed to mean that Xiu'er was uneasy down there, so they let him

Yongxian has also become like this."

Sun shook her head repeatedly, "These noseless and eyeless things, hey!"

Farmers believe in gods, but that doesn't mean they have lost all their ability to judge.

"Let's not make any noise about this matter. Let them do whatever they want. We pretend not to know." Mrs. Sun finally warned.

The two sisters agreed not to make any noise about it, nor to ask or mention it. But strangely, within one day, everyone in the old Yang family knew about it.

Zhao Liu'er even carried little Niuniu and brought Hong'er to Yang Huazhong's house and Sun's house at the entrance of the village to inquire about the matter in person.

"How did you know?" Sun asked Zhao Liu'er.

Zhao Liu'er said: "I went to the backyard to use the toilet, and my fourth aunt told me. She also said that when Xiu'er's wish is fulfilled, Yongxian will be fine, and the big house will produce a person who will become famous in the future!"

Sun smiled and said nothing.

It's the same thing as Zhao Liu'er here, keep quiet.

In the evening, Lao Yangtou came back from Liujia Village. On the night of his return, he held an emergency family meeting in the east room.

This is the third family meeting held three months after Yang Yongxian's accident.

Except for the children and those who were left to take care of them, almost everyone else in Old Yang's family was here. Everyone gathered in the east room, waiting for Old Yang to announce something.

Old Yangtou glanced at the room and guessed that everyone was here, so he pulled out the dry tobacco pole and said straight to the point: "I summoned everyone here tonight because I have something to say."

"Yongxian and I are really worried about Yongxian's appearance. Last night, I got up in the middle of the night. Because I was worried about Yongxian, I went to the front yard to see him."

"As a result, I saw something..."

"hiss……"

Several daughters-in-law and granddaughter-in-law took a breath of cold air, and the temperature in the east room suddenly dropped several degrees.

Cao Bamei, who went home to concentrate on raising her baby, also rushed over to attend the family meeting tonight. She happened to be sitting next to Yang Ruoqing. When she heard this, she hugged Yang Ruoqing's arm without saying a word. She was so scared that she didn't dare to raise her head.

Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly and patted the back of Cao Bamei's hand to comfort her.

"Dad, what is it?" Yang Huazhong asked bravely.

Old Yang raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Huazhong, and wrote lightly: "Brothers Xiu'er."

hiss……

Yang Huazhong also got goosebumps.

"Dad, I'm timid, don't scare me!" Yang Huaming said in a mournful voice.

"Every child is gone if he or she dies in infancy. It's not like there are no children in our village who have died in infancy. Dad, don't say it in such a scary way. Maybe you are dazzled." Yang Huaming added, not daring to go forward that night.

Went to the hospital.

Lao Yang lowered his face and said with a serious face: "I'm not fooled, it's really the two of them. When I arrived in the front yard, I heard the laughter of children and the sound of running."

"I'm still thinking in my heart, is it possible that Hong'er is still making trouble in the middle of the night?"

"I shouted twice at that time, but there was no movement. But when I opened the door of Yongxian's study room, I saw two children standing beside his bed, one tall and one short, looking straight at each other.

Watching the sleeping Yongxian."

"I yelled at that time and said, which family are you kids from who stay up late at night and come here to make trouble?"

"As a result, those two children disappeared under my nose..."

"I hurried over and tried to shake Yongxian awake, but Yongxian seemed to be in a daze and couldn't wake up. He was still talking in his sleep, calling Xiu'er's name in his dream..."

Lao Yangtou said this with great emotion, paused for a moment, picked up the tea bowl on the side and took a sip to go away the dryness in his throat.

No one spoke in the east room, and the room was completely silent.

Everyone lowered their heads and communicated silently with the people around them with their eyes.

There was an atmosphere of terror in the air, as if the entire east room, as well as everyone present in the east room, were being stared at by two pairs of children's staring eyes...

Old Yangtou took a few sips of tea, saw the reactions of everyone in his eyes, and was secretly satisfied with the effect.

"Why don't you say anything?" he asked.

Yang Huaming raised his eyes slightly, hunched his shoulders and said, "Don't dare to say anything, I'm afraid."

Old Yang glared at Yang Huaming, "A big man, when something goes wrong he doesn't want to solve it, but instead shrinks back?"

"Afraid? If you are afraid, then who do our women and children expect to go?" Old Yangtou asked.

Yang Ruoqing took over the conversation and said, "Sir, what you always say is really too scary. It really scares us."

"Besides, even if what you always saw is true, it only means that Xiu'er and my eldest brother are deeply in love with each other. It's understandable to come back to see my eldest brother. What's the big deal that calls us all together?"

Why don't you get up and listen to your ghost story?"

Old Yangtou did not expect that Yang Ruoqing would come out to refute him directly, which immediately made all the other ghost stories he prepared later useless.

"Qing'er, you are still young and don't understand. This child who died in infancy was father and son in life, but they are enemies after death," Old Yangtou said.

"They blame your eldest brother. They think it was your eldest brother who let them die. They are holding grudges. Now that they have come back to haunt you, your eldest brother has become like this."

"This is not what I said. I'm going to see Liu Dixian now, and Liu Dixian said the same thing." Old Yangtou said.

Yang Ruoqing secretly rolled her eyes.

Let her see, if Yang Yongxian wasn't pretending, he had developed autism in prison, and it was also accompanied by a certain degree of depression.

This disease is difficult to treat even in modern times, let alone in ancient times?

Old Yangtou didn't want to untie Yang Yongxian's heart, guide him with positive energy, and lead him out of the darkness and toward the light little by little. Instead, he used these horrible things like gods and ghosts to let everyone go.
Chapter completed!