"Uncle ghost, please spare me once!" Mrs. Han was so frightened that tears flowed, and her snot was about to enter her mouth.

Han Zhengbei was very worried and anxious when he saw such an old lady Han, what happened to make her mother look like this.

Suddenly, Mrs. Han stood up straight, but her eyes were looking around, and when she saw the small bench that beat her crazy last night, she held back the pain and fright, walked over, picked up the small bench, and handed it to Han Zhengbei:

"Uncle Ghost, as long as you are willing to let me go, I would rather be beaten by you again, even if it is beaten to the point that my skin is open and bloody, I am willing, as long as you let me go!"

Han Zhengbei's eyes were red, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable, as if someone had grabbed his heart, making him want to bite his tongue and commit suicide in pain.

"Mother, open your eyes and look at me, I am your good son Zhengbei, not some ghost uncle, you open your eyes and take a good look at me!" Han Zhengbei hugged Mrs. Han's shoulders and said painfully.

But now Mrs. Han is so frightened, where do you dare to open your eyes?

I was afraid that when I opened my eyes, I would not see my own son, but a ghost with a long tongue, protruding eyes, rotten body, and broken hands and feet.

"No, no, I can't look at the appearance of the ghost uncle, that's an insult to the ghost uncle!"

Han Yunwen and Han Yunqiao stood at the door of the room dumbfounded, looking at Mrs. Han in embarrassment, talking about the appearance of the tiger, their hearts were very complicated, they felt that such Mrs. Han was very pitiful, but poor people must have something to hate, and Mrs. Han did not deserve to be sympathized.

Besides, with Han Zhengbei, a dutiful son, how could something happen to Mrs. Han?

Their brothers glanced at each other, and left the side house one after the other, they still had to take care of the Lu family and do all the small work at home.

Han Zhengbei forcibly helped Mrs. Han out of the side room, the sun had risen at this time, and a warm light shone on Mrs. Han's body, making Boss Han a little quieter.

helped Mrs. Han sit on a chair under a cypress tree by the courtyard dam, and then carefully looked at Mrs. Han's appearance, her body was dirty and smelly, and she couldn't see anyone, but her face was as pale as a white cloud, and her body was full of embarrassment, decadence, vicissitudes, pain, and horror.

Han Zhengbei's eyes were sour, and he felt very guilty: "Mother, look, the sun is out, and those ghosts who intimidate you don't dare to come out." You just sit here and bask in the sun, take all the bad luck off your body, and my son will go and get you a basin of hot water, wash the dirt on your face, and I'll be back right away! ”

Mrs. Han clasped her hands on her chest, trembling, her frightened eyes looked around, as if she was looking to see if there were ghosts around, and there were words in her mouth, but what she heard the most was that there were ghosts, and her tears flowed down her cheeks like flowing water, if she touched Mrs. Han's arm, Mrs. Han would jump up in shock and shout loudly, her voice was full of horror and fear.

Such Mrs. Han made Han Zhengbei can't bear to leave her here alone, and in desperation, Han Zhengbei stayed with Mrs. Han for a while, and saw that Mrs. Han was a little better, before getting up to get hot water.

But Mrs. Han grabbed Han Zhengbei's hand, "Son, help me find a way to deal with those ghosts in the house, my mother was almost killed by them last night, you can help me find a way!" ”