Yang Huamei looked confused, "Where is your father?"

Dabai was startled for a moment, then frowned and said in a deep voice: "Mom, I know that I also want my mother to live a good life."

Yang Huamei shook her head vigorously and struggled to sit up, "I'm asking you if your father has been back before? I heard him banging on the courtyard door outside. I went to open the door for him, but there was nothing..."

Dabai's face changed slightly, and Hongmei behind him timidly took two steps closer to him. She subconsciously put her hands on Dabai's shoulders and didn't dare to glance around the room.

Dabai raised his hand and patted Hongmei's hand, comforting her.

Then he said to Yang Huamei: "Mom, that was your dream. Dad didn't really come back."

"It's true, it's true. I heard him knocking on the door and calling me to open the door. His voice was so urgent..."

"Mom, this is really your dream. Look, you took off your shoes and lay on the bed. The courtyard door is also closed. Hongmei heard you shouting and asked me to get up and take a look..."

Yang Huamei ignored the part about red plums. She pushed Dabai away and rushed to the window. She opened the window and looked out into the yard.

The courtyard door is really well closed.

The night outside gradually faded, and the sky became a little bright.

"Could it be...that it was really my dream?"

Yang Huamei murmured to herself, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.

Hongmei went over and poured a bowl of hot water for Yang Huamei and said cautiously: "Mother-in-law, take a sip of hot water to moisten your throat."

Yang Huamei was still sitting beside the bed blankly. When she heard Hongmei's words, she slowly moved her eyes to her face.

She really didn't want to accept the tea bowl handed over by Hongmei, but under Dabai's pleading eyes, she accepted it anyway.

He took a sip and put it back. Full of exhaustion, he said to Dabai: "I'm fine. You all should go back to the house!"

Dabai stood up straight, supported Hongmei and walked out, gently closing the door.

After they left, Yang Huamei sneaked into the main room again, squatted down and squinted her eyes to look at the incense ashes on the ground.

No footprints were left on the incense ashes.

Yang Huamei couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, "Death is like a lamp going out. Dust returns to dust and dust returns to dust. Alas..."

Yang Huazhong's family.

When the rooster crowed for the first time, Mrs. Sun got dressed and got up.

Xiao An said he was going back to Qing'an County today and left after breakfast.

It's a hundred miles away to Qing'an County. We set off after breakfast and rode a fast horse until the sun had set. We didn't have time to stop for meals along the way.

So Mrs. Sun had to prepare a hearty breakfast for Xiao An early.

It not only satisfies hunger but also provides nutrition.

What should I eat?

Several thoughts popped into Mrs. Sun's mind. After putting on her clothes, she quietly closed the door and came to the yard.

In the past, she would go directly to the kitchen, but now she didn't know what was going on, so she took a few steps to the front courtyard for no apparent reason.

Then, at the corner of the main room, I saw three black figures, two tall and one short, flashing past.

"ah!"

Mrs. Sun screamed uncontrollably, was so frightened that she ran back.

Yang Huazhong and Da'an and Xiaoan's father and son were almost alarmed.

Xiao An was the first to run out, barefoot and wearing obscene clothes, "What's wrong, mother?"

Mrs. Sun threw herself into Xiao An's arms, her whole body trembling like chaff.

"Ghost, ghost, there is a ghost..."

"What?"

Xiao An opened his eyes wide, turned his big head and looked around: "Where is it? I can't see it..."

"Then, over there in the corner..."

Mrs. Sun didn't dare to raise her head from Xiao An's arms. She turned sideways and raised her hand to point to the corner. She was so frightened that she quickly took her hand back and started to tremble.

Xiao An handed Sun over to Da An, while he picked up a stone from the ground and walked towards the corner...

Daan held onto Sun's shoulders and comforted her softly.

Yang Huazhong told Da'an: "Help your mother back to the house first."

Da'an quickly helped Sun into the room, and Yang Huazhong tightened his coat on his shoulders and followed Xiao An to the corner.

"Maybe it's a thief. We have to look for it carefully. Dad, I'll go over there and you go to the back. If anything happens, just call out." Xiao An said.

"Why don't you wear shoes? Go back home and put on your shoes."

"It's too late, it's too late."

"Then put on my coat..."

However, Xiao An disappeared long ago.

Catching a thief cannot afford to be delayed.

Yang Huazhong didn't do what he thought, so he took a pole and searched elsewhere in the yard.

After completing the circle, the father and son returned to where they were and met.

"There's nothing, dad, what about you?" Xiao An asked.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, "Everything is fine, nothing unusual."

"Since there are no thieves here, what did my mother see?"

Yang Huazhong's eyes flickered slightly, and his face darkened slightly.

"She was in a daze, and maybe she was blinded by the shadow of the tree. It's okay. You should go back to the house and get dressed quickly. Don't freeze!"

"Okay then, it's almost dawn, I'll change my clothes and go to Luo's house to practice boxing with my niece."

Xiao An hummed a little tune and returned to his room.

Yang Huazhong stood there, stared at the corner a few more times, sighed, and turned back to the house.

In the room, Mrs. Sun was sitting on a stool, lost in thought.

Daan stood beside her, coaxing her.

"Leave this place to me, Da'an, please go back to the house!" Yang Huazhong said in a dull voice.

Daan nodded, turned around and left the room without asking any further questions.

Yang Huazhong closed the door and turned on the lights in the room. At this time, the chickens outside were already crowing one after another, and the sky was gradually getting brighter.

"It's okay, you were dazzled earlier." Yang Huazhong picked up the dry tobacco pole, sat down next to Sun and took two puffs.

Mrs. Sun regained her breath, lowered her voice and said to Yang Huazhong with a look of horror: "The child's father, I saw it right, there were really three figures flashing past the corner..."

"You were so sleepy that you stared at it. The wind blew the branches like that. I've seen it several times."

"What? Have you seen it too? When did it happen?"

"I forgot when. Just don't take it seriously and just do whatever you have to do."

Mrs. Sun still sat there motionless.

"The child's father, I always feel that this is unusual."

"Think about it, it was Shuanzi Touqi who came back to life last night, maybe it was Shuanzi and the two escorting ghosts..."

Yang Huazhong's face suddenly sank. He pulled out the tobacco stick and knocked it displeasedly at the corner of the table: "I already told you that you were dazzled and you still have to say it. You are scaring yourself. Besides, even if Shuanzi comes back, he will

We should also go to Lao Wang’s house. Why are you taking the time to come to our house? There’s no need!”

"Besides, we have our own doorkeeper, and our doorkeeper will not let them in."

Hearing what Yang Huazhong said, Sun felt that it seemed reasonable.
Chapter completed!