"You are the eldest son in the family, the eldest brother is like a father, try to take care of your younger siblings as much as possible in the future."

"Ji Yao is thoughtful and has a lot of ideas, if you encounter something that is difficult to handle, tell him more."

"Ji Yang has a straight temper, but it is easy to drill the horns of the bull in case of trouble, if you have something, you let Qingxue and the third daughter-in-law ventilate first, she is a person who can carry it clearly."

"Jixiang eats well at her mother-in-law's house, and she is also generous, so she naturally won't be angry, but I can't take care of the leather boys in her family, you help her watch it, don't cause any trouble."

“……”

"But take care of it, if any of them do something wrong, they should use family law, and don't be ambiguous."

"The head of a family must have the majesty of the head of a family."

"Don't drop golden beans there, how old are you, aren't you afraid to let people see the joke?"

"Know that a man should shed blood without tears......"

“……”

"Okay, that's all for now! I'm tired too, you wipe your tears and go out! ”

Zhang Chen said a word, Zhang Jiye nodded there, and the tears never stopped, until he said almost enough, and then opened his mouth to drive his son away.

"Okay, I'm out, you can rest!"

The door closed, and Zhang Chen let out a sigh.

How could he not know the reluctance of the children, and his heart was the same.

But on the one hand, when he is old, his body functions are almost exhausted, and he is already in a state of running out of oil and lamps, even if he is hard to support, he really can't last long.

On the other hand, Zhang Chen really didn't want Lexi to wait too long, and he really had the idea of suicide in his heart.

……

Legend has it that the soul of a person who has just passed away can stay on the bridge for a hundred days, so as to get rid of the fetters of the past, if the husband and wife can find each other in this daytime, and drink Meng Po soup at the same time to reincarnate, then in the next life, they are also very likely to become husband and wife again.

At that time, when Lexi talked to Zhang Chen, he was still a little unimpressed, just regarded it as a joke, and just listened to it. But after listening to her many times, Zhang Chen had a trace of belief in his heart.

If there is no such thing as ghosts in this world, then how did you get here? Since he can travel through time and space and come to the Apocalypse Dynasty, will there really be a possibility that the soul will cross the Nai He Bridge after death, erase his memory after drinking Meng Po soup, and then go to reincarnation?

Especially after Lexi's death, Zhang Chen would always inadvertently hear her calling herself, which made Zhang Chen firmly believe in the existence of this matter.

Although it is a bit too capricious to leave a large family and chase the footsteps of his old wife, Zhang Chen really can't control himself.

He really wanted to try it and see if he could actually see it.

……

In a trance, Zhang Chen felt that his soul was floating into the air, and he looked at the old man lying motionless on the bed, with age spots on his face, and his eyes were closed peacefully.

He was a little familiar and unfamiliar with it, and an indescribable emotion came over him.

But before he could finish his sentimentality, he felt as if there was a great suction force that sucked him into a gray space.

He wandered around, and finally found a glimmer of light and rushed out.

A strange world, unfolding in his eyes.

Is this the legendary underworld?

With unwillingness, remorse, or grief on their faces, or relief, all of them walked methodically towards a small bridge that was not spacious under the watchful eye of a group of black-clothed men with leather whips in their hands.

In the meantime, if someone wants to retreat, they will be whipped by the demons. I don't know what kind of material the whip is made of, and there is no sound when it hits them, but the places where the whip hits, such as arms, hands and feet, will disappear like a cloud.

Zhang Chen watched the soul that had lost a certain part of his body and was heartbroken there, but he couldn't make the slightest sound, and he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out.

The effect of the ghosts' trick is particularly good, and the speed at which the spirits float towards the bridge becomes faster.

When they came to the bridge, the team slowed down, and there was a ghost official who was also dressed in black, but the black-clothed material on his body was obviously much better than the black-clothed man who escorted Zhang Chen and them, sitting on a narrow wooden table, holding a brush in his hand, and registering one by one without raising his head.

"Age?"

"Origin?"

"The cause of death?"

"Are you concerned?"

"Do you want to stay?"

Those who feel that they have lived a relatively complete life in this life, or who have nothing to worry about, will be immediately released and follow the line to the next stop, Meng Po's porridge stall.

If you still have concerns or questions, you will be assigned to another road, where there are ghost officials who can carefully register your needs.

Only then did everyone realize that the voice that couldn't make a sound suddenly worked again.

"I want to know, when will my family find a stepmother for the baby after I die, and whether it will be good for the child."

A woman who looked like she had died of overwork asked in a feeble voice.

"A month later, I married Widow Liu from the same village, and the child was sent to your mother's home, Li Gezhuang." The ghost officer gave an overview of the matter in an emotionless tone.

"The one who killed a thousand knives!" The woman let out a terrible cry, "What good will happen to my poor child, if you fall into the hands of my sister-in-law, who has drilled into the eyes of money......

Her cry did not move the ghost, and then asked, "Do you still have any questions?" ”

"No, no ......"

has been able to foresee the tragic ending of the children, and she really can't open her mouth to verify it anymore, so she simply doesn't ask anymore, and she can keep a thought.

The woman was led away by a ghost, and from another way, she also rushed to the bridge of Naiha.

"Next." The ghost officer continued.

"I want to know if my mother's illness is cured."

A scrawny child, asked in a barely audible voice.

"After half a month, it's fine."

"Thank you, Uncle Ghost!"

The boy was overjoyed to hear the news, and saluted the ghost without ceasing, as if his mother's health had been improved.

"Next." The ghost official didn't even say a word politely, and continued to shout with an expressionless face.

The boy was taken down by the ghost who was waiting to be by.

"I want to know how many piglets the sow in the family can give birth to in this litter."

"I want to know which concubine my money goes to in the end."

"Is my son my own?"

"How is the harvest in the field this year, is there enough to eat?"

“……”

“……”

All kinds of strange questions made Zhang Chen dumbfounded, but because the waiting time was too long, he yawned a little boredly.