"then……"
Tang Qianqian pursed her lips and whispered the whole story.
turn out to be,
After I was adopted by my uncle, her father wanted to see me several times, but he was declined.
My uncle said that I had just accepted the reality and it was best not to see my family.
Tang Quan could only give up and ask his uncle when he would collect my mother's body. The Tang family would be present at the funeral.
His uncle's answer was ambiguous, and Tang Quan felt something was wrong.
After a whole year of delay, my mother's body was still at the police station, but there was news from my uncle that I had run away from home!
Not long after, all the Luo family's property was annexed by his uncle.
This villa has been sold several times, and the people who bought it either hanged themselves in mysterious circumstances, or were scared crazy and said there was a ghost, so they kept it.
Tang Quan also understood that I was probably harmed by my uncle. He immediately went to question my uncle, but as a result, one of his legs was broken and he was left disabled for life!
He had no choice but to set up memorial tablets for my parents to worship.
My house is a haunted house, where ghosts linger at night and can only come in during the day.
In recent years, his legs and feet were inconvenient, so Tang Qianqian often came to offer incense and exchange tribute.
After hearing everything, I couldn't calm down for a long time!
My uncle has always been planning my destiny and my family's industry.
Tang Quan, an ordinary person, suffered from this unreasonable disaster!
At this time, Tang Qianqian said cautiously: "Brother Xianshen, please go home with me first. No one can live here."
"Also, if that bad guy knows that you are still alive, he will definitely come to harm you!"
The bad guy in her mouth naturally refers to my uncle.
After a long time, I calmed down and said hoarsely: "Let's go and see your house."
Tang Qianqian nodded heavily and said "Yeah!"
When I walked out of the villa, I looked back at "home" again.
There were no stars in the night sky, the crescent moon was covered with a layer of gauze, and the villa was filled with a vague gray air.
The windows on the second floor were ajar, and between the folded curtains, there seemed to be someone standing there, peeking at us!
I shivered, but the sadness in my heart was a little heavier.
The villa is haunted, what else could be haunted?
The reason why I want to leave is because Tang Qianqian reminded me of the most important point.
I can't let my uncle find out that I'm still alive!
Lao Qintou once said that if I don't get out of the Yangshen, I can't get everything back.
Since I am no match for them, how could they let me go even though they knew I was not dead? ?
Living in my villa is too eye-catching.
In fact, if I had known the attitude of the Xu family, I should not have gone to the Xu family.
In the blink of an eye, we reached the street corner, and the orange street lights became darker and darker.
The cold little hand suddenly slipped into my palm.
"It's so cold..." Tang Qianqian leaned closer to me, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
I didn't pull away.
To me, she is still the little sister.
It's just that I don't have that young master temper anymore, she is no longer black, and her appearance is lovable.
"My family is so poor. Brother Xian Shen, you won't mind it, right?" Suddenly, Tang Qianqian became much frailer, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind. Money, I am already doing a summer job, which can help support my family."
Hearing this, I felt strong self-blame in my heart.
If Tang Quan didn't question my uncle, how could he be disabled?
You can still live a normal life.
"Uncle Tang has done so much for the Luo family, I won't dislike him, let alone sit back and ignore him." I apologized full of it.
"That's great, brother Xian Shen." Tang Qianqian was even more happy and held me tighter with her little hand.
I smiled gently back.
But for some reason, her hands couldn't get warm.
I even felt cold in my hands and feet, and my head felt dizzy.
I bit the tip of my tongue a little to stay awake.
The day the old man died, I didn't sleep all night.
After the funeral arrangements the next day, I went to Xu's house and waited for a whole day and night.
Now I haven't slept for three days and two nights.
When you get to Tang's house, you have to have a good sleep and think about what to do next.
It took a while before we stopped a taxi.
After getting on the bus, the driver asked for the address.
Tang Qianqian replied in a low voice: "Lingshui Street, No. 33."
"Brother, what's the address?" The driver asked again urgently. It was obvious that Tang Qianqian's voice was too quiet and he didn't hear it.
"No. 33, Starling Street." I repeated it.
The car was on its way.
Originally, I wanted to chat with Tang Qianqian to stay awake.
But she turned her head and looked out the window, wondering what she was thinking. Her hands were clasped between her legs as if they were cold.
Just now I went to put my luggage, and the two of them let go of their hands.
At this moment, my sleepiness actually disappeared again. Apart from a faint headache, I was very alert.
The road was clear at night, and it didn't take long to reach Jiangxi Street.
The driver just stopped at the corner of the street.
When I was picking up my suitcase, Tang Qianqian walked out more than ten meters in small steps, and I quickly caught up with her.
Jiangxi Street can be regarded as an old city street. The cement roads are well-trodden and shiny. Most of the houses on both sides are self-built, mostly two or three stories.
There were no street lights, the moonlight was very weak, and the crooked shadows of the sycamore trees looked like evil spirits with teeth and claws.
Tang Qianqian stopped in front of an old bungalow in the middle of the street. She smiled and waved to me, then turned and slipped into the crack of the door.
I ran quickly to the door, then pushed it open and entered.
The smell of wine hits my face!
"Who?" A dull and rough voice sounded.
The light of tungsten lamps is extremely dim.
There was an old wooden table leaning against the right wall, and the floor was covered with cigarette butts.
Sitting at the table was a man with a Chinese character face, gray temples, sallow and rough skin, and deep-set eye sockets.
His calloused fingers crushed the cigarette butt with only his butt left on the table, and his cloudy and yellow eyes stared at me warily!
With the other hand, he suddenly picked up the armrest beside the chair and stood up!
His left leg was fine, but his right leg was weirdly bent.
I recognized him at a glance, he was Tang Quan!
At that time, Tang Quan drove for my father. Although he was a driver, compared to the people around him, he was still young, promising and high-spirited.
Only ten years later, he was at most in his early forties, but he looked like an old rural man in his fifties or sixties, slovenly and old.
Tang Qianqian said that her family was poor.
I could imagine the difficulty, but I didn’t expect it to be so difficult?
This is not poverty at all. It is clear that the family is living in poverty and poverty.
"Uncle Tang, it's me, Xian Shen." I said in a deep voice with a complicated expression.
Tang Quan was stunned.
The next moment, his eyes became stunned and dull!
"Young...young master?" He probed cautiously.
I nodded again.
In an instant, his eyes were filled with tears and he was extremely excited.
"Hahahaha! Young Master!"
"You're not dead!"
His body was trembling, and so was the crutch, which made a clanking sound when it hit the ground.
"God has eyes!"
"What a pity! Master, let you survive!"
Tang Quan was so excited that he walked up to me step by step, holding on to his crutches, and looked at me carefully, especially my hands and feet.
Because of the excitement, his cloudy eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes.
"Uncle Tang, I'm fine. My limbs are intact." I smiled and said in a more relaxed tone: "Sit down first."
"Yes! Yes! Come in quickly, it's cold outside." Tang Quan reached out to close the door.
I looked inside the house again, and there were three doors closed.
Why did Tang Qianqian go into the house right after returning home?
"Where's Qianqian?" I pulled the suitcase and walked a few steps inside, asking with a smile on my face.
As soon as Tang Quan closed the door, his body suddenly stiffened.
The cloudy red eyes were actually covered with a layer of moisture.
He limped back to the chair without sitting down.
He fumbled around in his pocket and took out the cigarette case. After shaking out a cigarette, he held it between his lips and moved it back and forth on his chest. He fumbled around in his left and right pockets several times, but did not find a lighter.
Tang Quan gave up lighting a cigarette and sat tremblingly on the chair.
Bang, the crutch fell down.
There was a slight crackling sound, and the smoke fell to the ground.
"Qian Qian is not lucky enough to see the young master anymore."
"But Master, she will be very happy that you are back." Tang Quan looked at me blankly. Although he was smiling, his smile was uglier than crying.
