Fortunately, my father is a junior, so he is not a taboo, but how can Mr. Zhou feel sad when he lets a man kneel in front of him?

On Tuesday, I was already pulling my dad, and even Mrs. Zhou raised her feet, ran over, pulled my dad and said, "Baby, you can't do that."

"Uncle Zhou, my old man said that there is gold under the knees of a boy, and he can't kneel easily, but I really have no choice." As he said that, my father wiped his tears, and my mother wiped his tears, obviously he had to ask Widow Zhou for help today.

"Oh, I don't care. Let my eldest daughter-in-law make a decision for myself." Old Master Zhou sighed and called Old Mrs. Zhou, and then the old couple turned around and entered the bedroom.

This is actually Mr. Zhou is helping my father. After all, Mr. Zhou died of her husband. The Zhou family pityed this wife. How could he instruct Wilderness Zhou to do this? That is bullying orphans and widows. To be able to say this, Mr. Zhou has tried his best.

Moreover, the reason for this was not only my father's kneeling, but also my father mentioned my deceased grandfather. My grandfather had a good relationship with Mr. Zhou when he was young, and the reason was that my grandfather had saved Mr. Zhou.

There are many snakes in the mountain village. Once when Mr. Zhou was working in the field, my grandfather happened to pass by and saw with his own eyes a Mawa (golden ring snake) behind Mr. Zhou was about to attack him. It is said that poisonous snakes generally do not attack people on their own initiative, unless someone stepped on it or approached its snake eggs.

At that time, my grandfather had no time to remind Mr. Zhou, so he had to shovel down with a hoe. When Mr. Zhou heard the movement, he turned around and saw that it was my grandfather. He looked down with my grandfather's eyes. He was shocked and sweated in cold sweat. The Mawa, which was shoveled into two pieces by the hoe, was still twisting on the ground, obviously not dead.

People in the mountains remember their kindness. When my father mentioned this, how could Mr. Zhou still be able to open his face? So, he was willing to let the whole family take this risk.

When he saw the old man letting go on Tuesday, he didn't object, and just said, "Old Chen, get up first, what should my sister-in-law decide. It's not a big deal for you to kneel like this, I'll go out first."

After saying that, we left on Tuesday, and we were the three and Widow Zhou left in the main hall.

Kneeling again at this time will bring about the blessing of Widow Zhou. My mother hugged me and stood up, then pulled my dad and said, "Old Chen, get up, it's not good to kneel down again."

My father as he spoke, pulled his sleeves and wiped his tears a few times. But my mother was much more peaceful. She looked at Widow Zhou and said, "Yuehong (the name of Widow Zhou) We are all mothers. Look at my son. I have been tortured to this way in just over a month. My mother's heart is like cutting flesh every day."

The world is all about motherhood. When my mother said this, Widow Zhou was immediately worried. She waved her hand quickly, and said with a burp: "Uh Xiuyun, don't talk about it. Actually, I have to help, but I was worried about it before. I will help you tonight."

When Widow Zhou said this, my parents were overjoyed. They didn't know much about Yin, but they just wanted Widow Zhou to "open the way to open the way" immediately. They thought that the magical powers were used to "open the way to open the way".

A few minutes later, my mother was led into the west wing by Widow Zhou, but my father could only wait outside.

There is usually a rule for Widow Zhou to be so ignorant that no men are allowed to enter the west wing. If there is any problem, only female relatives can ask. Sometimes, some women even take Widow Zhou into the west wing and takes a look, and let others come out.

This is quite different from the abilities of other people who have passed away.

In this way, my mother finally entered the overly mysterious West Wing Room of Widow Zhou.

As soon as I entered the house, my mother's first reaction was that it was black, so dark that she couldn't see her fingers, and then it was cold. Originally, it was winter, and it was normal for the house to be cold, but this kind of cooling was different from ordinary cold. It was a kind of coldness, and it was more of a psychological effect, which made people's back spine straighten and had goose bumps.

"Yuehong, why do I feel uncomfortable? It's like being stared at by something." At this time, the only thing my mother could rely on was Widow Zhou. She tightly pulled the corner of Widow Zhou's clothes and stood at the door of the west wing and refused to leave.

Of course, the main reason is that the house is too dark and my mother can't see it at all.

"I'm not afraid of it, I'll go light the lights," said Widow Zhou, still burping.

My mother had to let go of Widow Zhou. Waiting in this depression and darkness was a painful thing. Every minute and every second seemed to be like a year. This room made my mother feel so uncomfortable. If she had to put it on weekdays, my mother would have turned around and left. She was not a brave person.

But for me, my mother took the initiative. When my father couldn't come in, my mother firmly believed that she was my only hope.

Fortunately, Widow Zhou was very familiar with the room. After a while, there was finally light in the room. It turned out that Widow Zhou had already lit an oil lamp.

The lights of the oil lamp are very dim, but they are enough for my mother to see the layout of the house clearly. She saw that there were no windows in the room and thick black cloth was hanging around the walls. I don’t know why.

The furnishings in the house are also very simple. The original furniture has probably been moved out long ago, leaving only one bed, one table, and two stools.

There was some food on the table, and I didn’t know who it was for. I looked carefully at a brazier on the ground, and there was some ashes inside. My mother knew at a glance that this situation could only be left after burning paper money?

In addition, there is a radish next to those who eat, which is already wandering, with a few traces of fragrance on it.

In the end, the only thing that makes people feel warmer is the bed, which is actually very neatly tidy, with the back of the white background and blue flowers simple and clean.

At this time, Widow Zhou sat on a stool at the table, waved her hand to my mother, and signaled her to come over.

My mother took a deep breath, plucked up the courage to carry me and walked over, sitting down on a stool opposite Widow Zhou, which was the only stool left in the room.

"Eh Xiuyun Eh today, you can't say anything you can say. The only thing I can say is what I'll say to you. Remember?" Widow Zhou said to my mother very seriously. Although the hiccup sounded uncomfortable and a little funny, it did not affect the stern meaning of Widow Zhou's words at all.

My mother nodded timidly and agreed. Originally, the villagers had made a promise that if something had not happened later, my mother would have never told me what had happened in the house.

Moreover, it was also requested by Widow Zhou to tell these to someone. This is a later story, so I won’t express it for the time being.

After my mother agreed, Widow Zhou closed her eyes. My mother didn't know what Widow Zhou was doing, so she had to wait quietly.

After a while, my mother saw that Widow Zhou's expression changed. She was laughing. The smile was a very gentle and unique smile to women. However, in this strange environment and under the dim light, this smile made my mother creepy.

What are you laughing at? My mother thinks that even if she gives her ten old hens that lay eggs, she can't laugh.

Then, Widow Zhou frowned again, with a look of surprise on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes. Then, she emphasized with a strange way, and started to chant something. The speed of speech was too fast. My mother didn't hear clearly what Widow Zhou was saying this time.

In this process, the weirdest part was that Widow Zhou always had her eyes closed, and since she started laughing, her head was always twisted, heading in another direction.

My mother is a village woman with little knowledge. This scene scared her to the point of getting goose bumps all over her body. I don’t know how brave she had to sit here and watch everything strange.

Finally, Widow Zhou stopped talking nonsense, and her expression also relaxed. Then Widow Zhou shook all over and turned her head. She looked at my mother and opened her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, my mother was a little stunned. My mother was still familiar with Widow Zhou in the same village. The reason why she was stunned was because my mother felt that from the moment Widow Zhou opened her eyes, the person in front of her didn't look like Widow Zhou herself.

It’s strange, but my mother feels it’s strange, why are you not strange? My mother can’t tell you the reason.

"You want to see what's going on with your son, right?" Widow Zhou spoke, strangely, she stopped hiccups. She spoke very slowly, but she spoke clearly, but her voice was so weird that it was clearly Widow Zhou's voice, but it seemed like someone else was talking.

That feeling was like my mother couldn't describe what she had to say, and she was like you were holding someone else's hand and hitting a mosquito.

Moreover, didn’t Widow Zhou always know that she had to depend on her son’s condition?

But how dare my mother care about these things? In her eyes, people who know "smarts" are all very magical people, and they cannot be disrespectful. Besides, the matter of her son is important. When I heard Widow Zhou ask this, my mother nodded quickly.

"Come on my son, I'll take a look first." Widow Zhou said calmly in her weird tone.

My mother was delighted, and quickly stood up and hugged me, walked to Widow Zhou, and opened the swaddling clothes.

At this moment, something strange happened. As soon as Widow Zhou's eyes fell on my little face, she suddenly screamed, closed her eyes suddenly, and shouted: "Hold the baby open, hold the baby open."

My mother was so scared that she felt nervous when she was this sudden change, and then she became sank again. Widow Zhou was like this. What a great thing my son has gotten into?

But when I looked up at Widow Zhou, I felt really pitiful. My eyes were closed and I didn’t dare to open them. My face was white.

How could my mother dare to neglect this situation? She hurriedly hugged me and sat back in her original position.

"Yuehong, my child" was worried about my situation, so my mother asked quickly as soon as she sat down.

"Take the child out first, and you can come in." Widow Zhou ignored my mother's question, but asked my mother to carry me out in a stack of voices, then walked to the bed and squatted down, as if she was looking for something under the bed.

My mother was worried and curious, but she didn't dare to neglect her. She responded, picked me up and left the west wing.

As soon as I left the room, I saw my dad walking back and forth in the yard, looking anxious. As soon as my mom came out, my dad quickly went up to meet him: "Xiuyun, is our son looking for it?"

"No, I can't explain clearly now. You can carry your son and find the Dragon Gate Formation (chat) on Tuesday. Don't stand in the yard and freeze the child. I have to go in again." My mother didn't have time to say anything, so she rushed in and asked Widow Zhou what was going on. After telling my father a few words, she walked towards the west wing.

My dad hugged me and really wanted to ask again, but in the end he opened his mouth and said nothing, and turned around to look for Tuesday.

When I entered the west wing, my mother saw Widow Zhou squatting on the ground burning paper, burning while chanting, and saying something in her mouth. It turned out that she had just squatted under the bed to get the paper money.

My mother walked to the table again and sat down. This time, Widow Zhou's words were no longer the weird tone of the initial rumbling, so my mother could hear what Widow Zhou was talking about clearly.

My mother can't remember the original words, but the general idea is clear.

"I'll give you some money. If you take it, don't come here again. Don't cause trouble. It's even more difficult for everyone to do the same thing." In short, Widow Zhou repeatedly muttered these things, and my mother became more and more creepy as she heard it.

My mother is not stupid. She is obviously talking about it for that thing. Why is Widow Zhou the same as those things?

What's even more terrifying is that after finishing the chanting, Widow Zhou started to murmur and say something my mother couldn't understand. As soon as the words were finished, a gust of wind blew up in the room. It took a total of seventeen or eighteen formations to stop.

My mother has never seen this scene. The house has thick curtains hanging down, and there is not even a single window. Where did the wind come from?

Tears were wrapped in my mother's eyes, which was really scary, but at the same time, my mother tried hard to endure it. For the sake of the child, she felt that she could not be so scared.

When the wind stopped, Widow Zhou finally sat back on her stool. She looked at my mother and said inexplicably: "You wait first."
Chapter completed!