The next morning, when Yang Ruoqing came to visit her parents' house, she happened to meet Lao Yangtou.
In the past few days, Lao Yangtou has been running to Lao Wang's house almost every day, going three to five times a day, and basically has no time to come to Yang Huazhong's house.
Even at the construction site where Yang Yongjin's family was building a house, Lao Yang didn't turn his head and left it to Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongzhi for their attention.
"Why do you have time to come here today? My grandma has slept well these days, right?"
After Yang Ruoqing entered the door, she greeted Old Yang with a smile.
Old Yangtou was sitting there, smoking a dry cigarette. Yang Huazhong and Sun were sitting beside him. When he heard Yang Ruoqing's voice, Old Yangtou raised his eyelids and glanced here, then shook his head and sighed.
"Hey, you girl, your whole life has been to make people dislike you with your mouth. People don't care about her, but this ghost doesn't have such a big heart!" Old Yangtou said.
Upon hearing this, Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "Why are you struggling again? Master, you have moved back from your fourth uncle's house and are sleeping in the same room as my grandma. Can't you calm down?"
A long time ago, Old Yangtou moved out of the east room in order to better take care of Yang Huaming.
Yang Huaming was placed in the backyard, in the small three-bedroom and five-bedroom houses he had lived in a long time ago.
Now that Yang Huaming's situation has improved a lot, Lao Yangtou has moved back to the east room.
"I can't hear anything at night, but you can hear everything. It's so frustrating that I can't even sleep." Old Yangtou said.
"Last night, Mother Shuanzi came to her senses, and your mother was upset again, saying that someone was calling her outside the window, asking her to go with her. When I woke up in the morning, I saw your mother sitting on the bed, her eyes were red, and she was crying. One night.”
Hearing what Old Yangtou said, Yang Ruoqing frowned in surprise.
Yang Huazhong and Sun's expressions were also solemn.
Yang Huazhong said to Lao Yangtou: "Dad, this is a private discussion behind our mother's back. Do you think there are really such mysterious things in this world?"
"Is my mother having a delusional mind, or what? If she keeps fussing like this, she won't be able to sleep well at night. As time goes by, it will be bad for her health. We must pay attention to this issue!" He said.
Old Yangtou looked confused and said: "To be honest, I have lived for most of my life, and I am almost seventy years old. I have only heard some weird rumors from others."
"I've never met him personally, so it's hard to say!"
"However, I believe that there are gods in these three feet above the head. There are gods, and there should be ghosts as well!"
After Old Yangtou finished speaking, he put the dry tobacco stick into his mouth, took a few puffs, and then pulled it out, "The first thing I did after getting up in the morning was go to Mei'er's place, and another strange thing happened. , do you want to listen?"
Yang Huazhong said: "Father, tell me."
Yang Ruoqing knew that Old Yang would definitely talk a long story next, so she found a stool and sat down next to Sun to listen.
Old Yang glanced at the three Yang Huazhongs in front of him and said in a low voice: "Wasn't last night Shuan Zi's first seventh soul night? I went there early this morning. I asked Mei'er if they were safe last night?"
"Mei'er told me that last night, according to the Taoist priest's instructions, incense tables were set up in the woodshed and the main room, and offerings were made. Then the family had an early dinner and went to bed."
"There wasn't much movement at night, but before dawn, two colleagues, Mei'er and Shuanzi, heard someone shouting in the yard outside!"
"What are you shouting for?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask.
Lao Yangtou said: "'Shuanzi, open the door, I'm back!'"
"Shuanzi and Meier both responded at the same time, 'Hey, here we come!'"
"Then they both woke up at the same time and realized it was a dream. They both had the same dream."
"After waking up, the two of them compared the shouts they heard in their dreams. That was the voice of Mother Shuanzi."
Hearing this, Yang Huazhong's eyelids twitched hard, and Sun took a deep breath and shrank her body towards Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing quickly reached out and held Sun's hand, letting the heat in her palm warm and comfort Sun.
Here, Lao Yangtou said: "This mother Shuanzi did not die at the end of her life. In addition, she hanged herself again, so she is a bit resentful."
"When I came here earlier, I heard Wang Hongquan say that he wanted you, Qing'er, to accompany Mei'er to Granny Li's house in Lijia Village in the past two days to find out what happened."
"Mother Qing'er, when will you be able to spare some time to accompany Mei'er?" Old Yangtou asked.
Mrs. Sun glanced at Yang Huazhong and saw that Yang Huazhong nodded secretly towards her. Mrs. Sun said, "I can do it anytime. Just let Meier free up and call me."
Old Yangtou said: "That's the best. When you go to Shenpo Li's house, you can also ask about Qing'er Nai and Shenpo Li."
Sun nodded, "Yeah, okay."
After Lao Yangtou finished explaining the matter, he breathed a sigh of relief and got up and went to the construction site at Yang Yongjin's house to see the progress of digging the foundation.
In the hall, Yang Ruoqing said to Mrs. Sun, "Mom, I will go with you later and listen to what Mrs. Li has to say."
Mrs. Sun said: "Okay, I'm afraid that my brain is not working well. When the time comes, I won't be able to remember all the prescriptions given by Mother Li. If I delay things, I will be in trouble. If you go, I will be much more relaxed."
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Lijiacun, the home of Goddess Li.
Because this was the first time she came back to Mother-in-law Li's house in the new year, Yang Huamei had received instructions from Mrs. Sun in advance. In addition to the necessary remuneration, she also brought some extra essential oil-style gifts for New Year greetings.
When the three of them arrived at Shenpo Li's house, Shenpo Li had just stood up, looking sleepy.
"Old lady, I'm getting old, and my body is getting worse every day. I don't want to do this job anymore, and I can't do it anymore. You'd better go back with your things!"
Goddess Li said.
Upon hearing this, Yang Huamei became anxious and panicked.
"Shen Po Li, please don't, it's really an urgent matter!" She said, and then looked at Sun for help.
Mrs. Sun also spoke kindly and begged: "Goddess Li, you are the most powerful and kindhearted Goddess in this area for dozens of miles."
"In every village in the world, who has not received your kindness and care? This time, if my sister-in-law's family had not encountered something difficult, I would not have come to your place to bother you. 1"
Mrs. Sun said as she pushed the gift she brought in front of Shenpo Li.
Shen Po Li glanced at the gifts, curled her lips, and sighed: "Hey, they are all from the countryside. I can't bear it, you guys come in!"
She turned and walked towards the low main room in front, limping as she walked.
Yang Ruoqing secretly murmured in her heart that Goddess Li's health was really deteriorating. Almost every time she came to see her, her health deteriorated seriously.
He wasn't lame when he came here last time, but he was lame this time.
