As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several people at the table changed, and everyone's expressions were wonderful.
"Smile!"
Her mother pulled her arm, and the middle-aged woman pulled a long face.
Little Meituo also knew that her mother was angry and pouted.
Feng Wuli moved closer to Wang Xilou on the side unnoticed.
It's shameful to say that he is afraid of ghosts.
Wang Xilou looked down at the little guy, grinned, and rubbed his head.
"No need to be shy, I'm just here to handle this matter. Didn't the Liu family boss tell you?"
"It's so talkative, and my dad is really serious about it. How can I believe this?"
The eldest son frowned and didn't mention him by name. He just shouted in a low voice, but the low voice was just a formality and everyone in the seat could hear it.
The middle-aged woman who had just scolded her little daughter frowned and said something to him again. The son rolled his eyes at her, with a very dissatisfied expression on his face, while his mother felt mentally and physically tired. She was a very weak woman.
The middle-aged woman looked at Wang Xilou apologetically, but Wang Xilou just smiled and didn't mind at all.
He looked around at the people in the seats.
The middle-aged woman looked apologetic, the old lady's daughter and son-in-law smiled coquettishly, the grandson put on his headphones and had a look of impatience on his face, the little granddaughter innocently asked which kindergarten Feng Wuli went to school in, and the old lady of the Liu family looked at the scene with a loving face. Everyone.
Feng Wuli didn't know what kind of kindergarten he was. He looked up at the old woman next to him in confusion:
"Grandma, won't you sit down?"
Everyone present except Wang Xilou was shocked again.
Sensing everyone's reactions, Feng Wuli immediately realized something. After being frozen for a moment, he moved his butt to Wang Xilou's side.
"Don't be afraid, she has lost her spiritual intelligence and is about to become a real spirit. She doesn't even have the ability to respond to the outside world."
Wang Xilou pressed his palm on his head.
Only then did he realize that the old woman had indeed ignored him and was still smiling lightly.
"That's enough, you're still pretending to be a fool, and the big liar is leading the little liar!"
The eldest grandson was shocked and angry, and his voice became louder. People at the tables around him looked over, and his mother pulled him to sit down.
"What are you talking about?"
The middle-aged man who was busy entertaining guests came back.
He looked at everyone with a puzzled look on his face, and the atmosphere became a little depressing after he sat down.
The little girl from the Liu family came up to Feng Wuli and asked in a low voice: "Brother, have you seen my grandma?"
They were whispering and the adults paid no attention. Feng Wuli raised his head and glanced at the old woman and nodded.
"Really? Why doesn't grandma let Xiaoxiao see it? What kind of clothes does grandma wear?"
Feng Wuli described the old woman, and the little sister's eyes became brighter and brighter. She asked about some details, and Feng Wuli could answer them after just one look.
At the table, Wang Xilou was talking to the Liu family boss.
"Boss Wang, do you have any taboos or anything you want to eat?"
“Is there any fried pork with dragon fruit?”
"...I'll ask later."
After the middle-aged man came back, Mrs. Liu's eldest grandson didn't say much.
On the contrary, the old lady's daughter and son-in-law, her sister and brother-in-law, occasionally said a few words.
"Brother, there are still about 400,000 yuan in our mother's bankbook, right?" the daughter said in a nonchalant tone.
"Hey, that's right. Awen's business has been having some difficulties lately, right? You can take it."
The man seemed to be an honest man, and Awen was his son-in-law's name. The son-in-law didn't say a word, but dug the rice into his mouth dully.
"That's not what I meant." His daughter glared at him with an annoyed expression, but her eyes were smiling.
"By the way, it seems that the old house is going to be demolished. I heard that my cousin and the others have signed it." He still mentioned it casually.
"Aunt, are you done with this?" The eldest grandson has a bad temper.
"Xiao Xuan!"
A quarrel was about to start.
Wang Xilou just ate in silence.
She had no intention of getting involved in the division of other people's property. She glanced at her young apprentice flirting with a girl and felt pleased.
At this moment, the little girl suddenly started crying.
Howling.
Feng Wuli hurriedly tried to comfort her, but he could only act in a hurry.
"Hey, it's okay to bully a little girl." Wang Xilou was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.
"I, no, I don't have it. Hey, don't cry." Feng Wuli couldn't understand.
"I, I miss grandma."
Everyone was silent.
Several adults showed helplessness, and the grumpy brother got up and walked over.
He gently picked up his sister, who was like a small bag, leaning on his brother's chest and crying loudly.
This cry is due to the departure of the deceased.
This cry was hoarse and continuous, as if all sounds were suppressed, leaving only the little granddaughter crying indifferently.
Feng Wuli felt that this was like the scene that should happen when a person leaves and what happens after his death.
Wang Xilou said next to him: "When a person comes into the world, he begins his life crying in the delivery room. When a person leaves this world, he ends by listening to the sobbing and crying of the people around the bed."
The people at this table are the wealth that Mrs. Liu has guarded for half her life.
The crying granddaughter, the brother patting his sister's back and whispering comfort, the mother smiling helplessly, the father eating vegetables silently on the side, and the aunt and uncle who were a little annoyed because they didn't have a chance to talk about the demolition money due to crying.
The old lady of the Liu family, who had been unresponsive until now, actually moved and said:
"Don't cry, baby, don't cry..."
They couldn't hear her, and all her comfort was in vain, but the futility continued to be repeated sentence by sentence until it completely dissipated.
Feng Wuli completely acted as an outsider, as if he had stripped away this space infinitely, leaving only this corner and this table of people in the world.
A paper silhouette of life.
Feng Wuli watched this scene silently.
"Don't cry, baby, don't cry..."
Mrs. Liu completely disappeared.
Probably just because she was worried about her family, she took this last look like this.
Although I don't know if she felt relieved when she left.
Probably not.
After working hard for most of my life, how can I just say that I feel relieved?
Wang Xilou was picking up the food for Feng Wuli, holding the chopsticks on his lips, his red and thin lips were a little shiny. When he saw his little apprentice looking over, he smiled at him.
"Sit over here, it won't feel too hot next to Master."
I just leaned over because of some fear. Wang Xilou is a zombie, and his body is cold. In summer, it is like ice cubes, and it is comfortable to stand next to him.
He whispered to Wang Xilou: "The old lady is gone."
"Well, I saw it. It probably dispersed into a true spirit."
"So we get the money without doing anything?"
"Wait a minute and go to their house to do the rituals. If it looks like the right thing, then tell them to get rid of the dirt. I am familiar with this. When I didn't have money, I would do the rituals for people, summon souls, read some Feng Shui and tell fortunes. of."
Feng Wuli nodded and ate in peace, looking forward to seeing how Wang Xilou made it.
The little girl was still crying and fussing.
In the past, grandma would come to comfort her whenever she made trouble, but she won't do it again now.
Never again.
Just then, someone's cell phone rang.
"Betray my love and force me to leave
When I finally found out the truth, I burst into tears
Selling my love, you bear a debt of conscience
No matter how much emotion you give, you can never buy it back..."
The ringtones of country heavy metal music suppressed the noise.
The middle-aged man took out his mobile phone, his hands and feet stiff, and the caller ID appeared on the screen.
--mom
"It was you who wanted to separate in the first place. If we separate, we should separate.
Now you have to use true love to coax me back. "
The song reached its climax, and the middle-aged man answered the phone bravely. After a long beep, the same voice as that of Mrs. Liu just came from the phone.
"Nanny, don't cry..."
