In front of the cabinet, Yu Xi's father hesitated, and Yu Xi's mother stepped forward and opened the cabinet door.

"Where is it, where do you say Xiao Chen is? How could it be..."

Yu Xi's mother was in a hurry to cry.

On the other hand, Yu Xi's father, although he was in a hurry, he still looked left and right very calmly, not letting go of every corner.

In the end, both of them fixed their eyes on the urn.

"Xiao Chen..."

Yu Xi's father shouted tremblingly, but Yu Xi's mother still didn't know what was going on, but instinctively shouted, "Xiao Chen..."

The call from his parents made Yu Chen in the urn knock out excitedly.

"Dad... Mom..."

The distant and cold voice, with a yin wind, blew through the ears of the two.

"Dad, why do I feel so cold?"

Yu Xi's mother touched her ears, and the pores on her arms stood up.

"I hear you."

Yu Xi's father held his forehead and sighed a lot, "It's Xiao Chen... It's Xiao Chen! ”

"Then, for so many years, has Xiao Chen been in the urn? Why did it only come out today? ”

Yu Xi's mother believed her father, and hurriedly turned around and asked if Wan was not stupid.

"Because, he has always been a powerful ghost before, and he was used by others, and he was rescued only after knowing last night."

Yu Xi's mother listened with tears in her eyes, "What do you need us to do?" ”

"Tomorrow is exactly fifteen, Mom, you cook a pot of porridge, just like usual."

Wan Buyu knocked on the bowl, "Set an altar." ”

"Good! Good! ”

Yu Xi's mother wiped her tears, and Yu Xi's father hurriedly went out to buy materials.

"Is that okay?"

"That's fine."

On the second day, the Yu family opened the altar and invited a Taoist who was quite Taoist to do a complete ritual.

"Donor, serve porridge."

Yu Xi's parents, who are not stupid, each of them has a bowl of porridge in their hands and puts it on the table.

The Taoist shook the bell, and as soon as it rang, Yu Chen slowly walked out of the urn.

Step by step, I came to the table.

"Xiao Chen... It's all your mother's fault, if that morning, your mother stopped you..."

Yu Xi's mother covered her mouth and couldn't cry.

Wan Buyu said lightly, "Even if you stop Yu Chen, he will be killed by Uncle Shen." ”

"That's still to blame my mother, I didn't understand Xiao Chen's mind earlier..."

Yu Xi's mother fell into Yu Xi's father's arms, constantly wiping her tears, and the Taoist suddenly "booed" at them.

"Dao Chief, what's the matter?"

"Look..."

The Taoist pointed to the bowl on the table, which was moving slightly.

And Wan Buyu and Mu She saw it very clearly, Yu Chen moved a chair and sat down, stuffing porridge into his mouth one by one.

Blood and tears dripped in the porridge and also on the table.

"He's been hungry for so many years."

Mu She suddenly felt a feeling of being hungry, and no one who had ever been hungry was qualified to say it.

"He has no sense of taste now, and every bite is like swallowing a needle."

Wan Buyu sighed softly, whether to eat or not to eat, it was painful.

But it is obvious that his blood and tears at the moment are not because of a sore throat.

The three bowls were empty, in the eyes of Yu Xi's parents, it was just cold, and the color was much darker, Wan Buyu suddenly led Mu She forward, "What should I do, don't I teach you?" ”

"Hmm."

Mushe nodded, not knowing from which corner he pulled out a huge paper-tied locomotive.

Yu Chen's eyes widened, and the bloodshot almost broke.

"Your locomotive, I didn't find it, probably, it exploded with the hotel, so, I'll give you one."

Mu She smiled heartily, "I will take care of Xiaoxi, brother don't worry!" ”

Yu Chen nodded, and put the paper-tied locomotive in the brazier, took out a lunch box, filled it with porridge, and put it aside.

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