"Mom, what Dad said is right. Stop trying to shirk the burden and tell me quickly. I'm so anxious!" Yang Huamei stood clearly on Old Yangtou's side this time, which made Old Yangtou quite happy.

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Tan transferred his dissatisfaction with Yang Huamei to Old Yangtou, and glared at Old Yangtou fiercely. Then he coughed and officially got to the point:

"Because Mei'er and I had some braised pork left over from our meal yesterday. We couldn't finish it in one day. It's easy to overeat if you eat too much."

"But dumping it was too wasteful, so I could only hide it, but I was worried that the thing would attract the thief, so my heart was hanging last night. If there was any disturbance outside the house, I would get up immediately.

Check."

"It was fine in the first half of the night. I knew exactly when the people patrolling the village passed by the courtyard."

"In the second half of the night, I was about to fall asleep, but suddenly a strange feeling came over me, and I suddenly had a violent kick."

"That feeling is so strange. I have never felt that way in my life."

"I obviously didn't hear any noise outside, but I just had a feeling that there was something outside. And although the thing didn't enter the house, it seemed to be looking directly at our house."

"I was so scared and angry at the time that I sneaked down to the ground. I wanted to see what it was!"

When she heard this, Yang Huamei's face turned pale. She subconsciously crossed her arms and glanced around, feeling a chill go down her back.

Yang Huazhong and the others were also looking around.

Old Yangtou said: "You old woman, how can you still be so tough at your age? You, you!"

Lao Yang pointed his trembling fingers at Mrs. Tan, and was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

Anyone with ears in the room could tell that Old Yangtou was scolding openly but caring secretly.

Mrs. Tan could hear it herself, and after feeling secretly proud in her heart, it turned into 'disdain' on her face.

"It's none of your business whether I'm a tiger or not. Do you want to talk more?"

"I was blamed for talking nonsense earlier, and now I'm interrupting. Do you want to listen to me anymore?"

Old Yangtou closed his mouth.

This old woman doesn't know the difference between good and bad, she's so stupid!

Mrs. Tan turned away, and then told everyone about what she saw last night.

"I opened the window a little and planned to take a look into the yard."

"I didn't see anything, so I was about to open the window further, and then I heard someone laughing."

"Why are you laughing?" Old Yangtou asked again.

Mrs. Tan pinched her throat and imitated the laughter twice.

After learning this, Yang Huamei covered her ears and screamed: "Mom, please stop learning, stop learning, I'm afraid!"

Mrs. Tan closed her mouth in embarrassment.

What she wanted to say was that the laughter last night was even scarier. She had only learned less than 40% of it. It would be even worse if you heard it with your own ears.

Yang Huazhong came behind Yang Huamei and put his hand on Yang Huamei's shoulder to give her courage.

Yang Huamei grabbed Yang Huazhong's arm with her backhand, her eyes and voice full of fear, "Third brother, it's too scary."

Yang Huazhong said: "It's okay, we are here, don't be afraid!"

But here, Mrs. Tan saw Yang Huamei's expression and asked hesitantly: "Then do I want to continue?"

Yang Huamei turned around and took a deep breath: "Mom, please continue!"

Mrs. Tan then continued: "I looked down and saw a shirtless child squatting under the window and smiling at me!"

"Shirtless child? How is that possible! Where did the child come from so late at night?" Lao Yangtou asked again.

"Old woman, have you lost sight of one eye?" he asked again.

Mrs. Tan didn't like hearing this. She hated people saying she had one eye.

"Even if I have one eye, I can see more carefully than you can with two!" Tan said angrily to Old Yang, pointing to the eye with which she could see.

"I can clearly see that he is a little brat, about three or four years old, a boy!"

"If mother is right, could it be that someone's child ran away naughty?" Yang Huaming asked.

For example, when he was a child, and when Tiedan was a child, they would be caught sleeping at night, and they would never come home from playing with their friends.

Sometimes all his friends have gone home, and he is still wandering around alone. After a few wanderings, he might slip into someone else's yard and scare the old lady...

"Fourth brother, you're just talking nonsense. If I live a long time, I won't be able to tell whether it's a human or a ghost." Ms. Tan was very dissatisfied with Yang Huaming's questioning.

"In such a cold weather, no matter how careless someone is, they won't let a three- or four-year-old brat run outside, let alone in the middle of the night!"

"Besides, the child's laughter was weird, as if a glass jar was covering his head, and his face was frighteningly white, as if there was a layer of frost on it. When he ran,

His feet never touch the ground, have you ever seen a child like that?"

Yang Huaming grinned and said in shock and embarrassment: "I've never seen that kind of child..."

Yang Yongqing took a deep breath and tried to embolden himself.

"Well, how about we sit back and wait tonight?" he suggested.

“After hearing so much, I was scared and curious, and wanted to see with my own eyes what it was all about!” he added.

"Young boy, be careful what you say, there is a god three feet above your head!" Old Yang turned his head and scolded Yang Yongqing again.

Yang Yongqing bared his teeth and said, "Master, you are targeting me deliberately. Anyone can do it, but I can't say it. Then I still have a mouth to pick it up?"

Old Yang's head darkened: "That brat is talking dirty again, and he's acting like a fool. If I don't punish you, who will?"

Yang Yongqing rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, you train me, you are the master and the ancestor, I am afraid of you, okay?"

"Young boy, why are you talking to your father? Pay attention!" Yang Huazhong also glanced at Yang Yongqing, but it was not a scolding tone, but a gentle, generous, accepting, friendly, and loving tone.

Therefore, Yang Yongqing did not reject this at all. On the contrary, he twitched his eyebrows and stood aside without saying a word.

"Mom, go on, what happened next?" Yang Huazhong picked up the topic and asked Tan.

Tan said: "I was so frightened by the ghost child that I fell to the ground and lost my shoes."

"It was only when Meier came over to open the window that I came to my senses and quickly dragged Meier back to bed. I didn't dare to close my eyes for the rest of the night..."

Yang Huamei took over the conversation and said uneasily: "I know everything about this. My mother refused to go to bed for half the night, and she stood guard in front of the bed with a pair of scissors in her hand..."

Tan said: "I can't sleep anywhere, but I don't dare to sleep. That ghost kid outside the window is running around and refuses to leave. I definitely don't dare to sleep!"

"Then how did you leave later?" someone asked again.
Chapter completed!