Chen Po sneered, her voice was cold and deep: "What I want to do, do you think you can stop it?" Lu Hua, after so many years, I don't want to break up with you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This matter, you don't get involved. Then the king must live and die. Although you have destroyed my Yin Spirit Man today, the blood curse has taken effect, and I Chen Zhihua swears with blood, that Wang Sheng's family will not live well or die well in their lifetime! ”

"You!" Lu Hua was obviously angry, jumped and jumped on the table and spun around a few times, and flew out of the window with a snort: "Labor and management are too lazy to care about you." "It flew so fast that a small gust of wind blew, and the small dustpan hanging in the window fell in response to the sound and fell to the ground with a snapping sound.

Chen Po turned her head to look at me, my little heart trembled, but she still looked back at her calmly, her eyes were bloodshot, and they were surprisingly red.

"Qiaowa, you're afraid of me." She lightly stated a fact.

"I didn't, I just ...... Mother-in-law...... Can you ...... Let them go. I asked cautiously. Even Lu Hua and her friendship for so many years have quarreled, I am afraid that if I mention this matter, she will slap it flat. But I still couldn't help but want to intercede with the contractor who I had never met. People say that it will not hurt the family. I still think that Chen Po's move to destroy the whole family is too ruthless.

Chen Po sighed, and the bloodshot in her eyes slowly receded: "I know you have good intentions, but the old woman has made up her mind about this matter, don't say it again." ”

I knew it was useless to say anything, so I had to go home first. Thinking about it, it's better to discuss it with Luhua again.

Later, I always thought that if Chen's grandson hadn't died, maybe there wouldn't have been so many things later. My life after being reborn may be a little different, but it will never be that exciting.

So, there are always so many coincidences in this world.

Lately, Luhua has always been elusive, and I can't catch it.

I don't know when Chen Po's blood curse will take effect, and I'm always worried that the whole family of the contractor will be wiped out. It's a pity that our village can't get a newspaper in Zhejiang, and the Internet can't talk about it. At this time, everyone probably has never heard of the word Internet.

The source is barren and pitiful.

Since I left that day, Mrs. Chen has not opened the door until the Lantern Festival, which has caused the surrounding neighbors to worry about whether she hanged herself at home from heartbreak.

In those days, there were always people going around her house, and from time to time they called Mrs. Chen through the door, and Mrs. Chen had to be shouted to get Mrs. Chen to agree. In that frame, if Chen Po didn't respond, they would slam the door and rush in.

Shortly after the Lantern Festival, the winter vacation is coming to an end.

Once I go back to school, I can only go home once a week, and it is not easy to meet her.

On the last day of winter vacation, I had dinner, made a routine daily trip, and walked to the door of Chen's mother's house. Winter always gets dark early, it's only seven o'clock, and it's so dark that you can't see your fingers. I didn't dare to turn on the flashlight, otherwise, the neighbors around me would see me squatting at the door of someone's house so late, and maybe they would think something was wrong with me.

It was so cold, I stomped my feet in front of Chen's house, put my hands to my mouth, and kept breathing. I don't know where the reed flower is, and at this time I miss it very much.

I didn't call Mrs. Chen, I stood like this, and I couldn't figure out what the psychology was, but I just didn't want to go home. I can't stop what Chen Po wants to do, but that day Lu Hua said very clearly, destroying people is a matter of damaging yin virtue by God, Chen Po is already so old, I hope she can enjoy her old age in peace.

When I said that day that I would give her a granddaughter, I didn't mean to be a joke. My grandmother was a patriarchal old lady who didn't want to see me since she was a child, and she didn't want to see my mother, who gave birth to her two granddaughters. Fortunately, she married away after my grandfather's death, otherwise the relationship between her mother-in-law and my mother would have been very bad over the years.

Over the years, I have really regarded Chen Po as my own grandmother.

The door creaked and opened on its own from the outside in, and there was a sense of permeation in the cold and silent night of winter.

"Bridge Baby". Mrs. Chen's old voice suddenly rang in my ears. I was shocked to see that the lights were lit in the house at some point.

Until now, Chen's house has not installed electric lights, and only relies on a kerosene lamp for lighting. She stood in the hallway on crutches and beckoned to me. The dim light in the house faintly shone out the door, illuminating half of Chen Po's body, and striking her short figure obliquely on the railing, a little distorted with the jump of the light.

"Come in."

I followed her into the hall.

It's just that I haven't been here for more than half a month, but my feeling has completely changed.

The black table of the Eight Immortals is gone, the painting of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea hanging in the middle hall is gone, the position of the shrine is clean, and the bowl of white rice that I have seen for six or seven years is gone, leaving only an empty bowl and thrown alone in the corner.

In the whole hall, there is not a trace of fireworks in the world, as if it has been vacant for a long time, and there is a tide smell. The perennial smell of sandalwood in the house is gone, and I only feel colder inside the house than outside.

I shuddered. For I saw the kerosene lamp hanging in the air, and a handful of flames fluttering, emitting a faint yellow light.

"Mother-in-law." I stood by the door and whispered to her, trying not to focus on the floating lamp.

This situation is even more terrifying than when I was chased by ghost fire.

"Qiaowa, why don't you give up." Chen Po's voice was a little helpless.

Chen Po's expression was too serious, even a little cold, under such bad conditions, I could still see her eyes very clearly, faintly red.

Die, die, let me go home. I cried out in the bottom of my heart.

"Hey, you girl, there's really no way." She shook her head and walked back. Behind the nave is a staircase, which is basically the pattern of buildings in our village.

"Come with me." As she spoke, the flickering kerosene lamp drifted past me, slowly drifting behind the wooden partition as she spoke.

The light in the doorway dimmed suddenly, except for the faint light at the staircase.

My legs trembled, and I was in a dilemma.

It's not okay for me to turn around and go home now, but if I keep going, I don't know what's going on, I'm just panicking, and my heart is full of trouble.

"Idiots, cowards." A rough sound in my ears scared me, and before I had time to turn my head to look, I only felt a tightness on my shoulders, and it was Luhua who came back.

It stood on my shoulder, propped up a wing and poked me in the head, and its tone was full of disgust.

But miraculously, the tension and fear in my heart just now disappeared.

I mingled with a little light.

Instead of picking it up and throwing it out as usual, I took a few steps up the wooden staircase that led to the second floor, carrying the reed flower on my shoulder.