Xu Qiao tightened her eyebrows and protected her daughter behind her and looked towards the living room, the living room was pitch black and only a shadow could see the outline of the furniture, so quiet that you could hear the pins dropping, where did you see anything unusual?

"What nonsense are you talking about in the middle of the night? Hurry back to the house and go to sleep! ”

Xu Qiao is the generation that grew up in the nonsense of the older generation, and he believes in these things the most, but he has never seen a ghost in most of his life, so although he believes it, he doesn't believe that it will happen to him.

A gust of wind blew her in the hall, and she was afraid that she would be too energetic to fall asleep in the middle of the night, so she pulled the coat draped over her shoulders and sent her daughter back to sleep quickly.

Xue Xiaomin saw her mother at this time, and felt a lot more at ease, and wondered if she was wrong just now, calmed down and said: "I saw a figure in the window just now, don't be someone outside the window!" ”

Outside the window of the second house is the backyard, few people go, and the courtyard wall of the Zhao family's small courtyard is three meters high, and the yard is very close to the yard and the neighbors, and it is impossible for anyone to have it!

"If you're scared, turn on the lights! If there are people in the backyard, you and Uncle Zhao can hear it, don't scare yourself! ”

Xu Qiao comforted her daughter, sent her back to the room, and turned on the light.

The room lit up, and Xue Xiaomin felt a lot more relieved.

This night, she tossed and turned and slept unsteadily, always thinking about where she had seen the figure reflected in the window just now, it seemed to be Zhao Huitong's mother in the old photo, and the more she thought about it, the more she looked like it!

The nervous tension made it difficult for her to sleep, and she couldn't close her eyes until the sun rose.

Finally, when it was daylight, she simply got up and washed.

In ninety-five years, the living facilities of the common people in the town were not so modern, and they had to go to the yard to fetch well water for washing and cooking.

Xue Xiaomin was frightened a lot this night, and her black and blue eyes drooped to her chin.

As soon as she went out, she saw an old photo of Zhao Huitong's mother being glued and enlarged in the courtyard, and Zhao Huitong was walking back and forth in the yard with a spirit flag.

At that time, I was full of excitement, and I was afraid and couldn't help but scold: "Zhao Huitong, who are you scaring by moving a posthumous photo and putting it in the yard this morning?" ”

Zhao Huitong was startled by Xue Xiaomin's hysterical voice, looked at the photo of her mother, lowered her voice and said, "You be quiet, I'm here to summon spirits!" ”

Xue Xiaomin was stunned by Zhao Huitong's mysterious appearance, her palms clenching her fists were full of cold sweat, and she unconsciously remembered the strange things she encountered last night.

"Zhao Huitong, you are sick! Aren't you a doctor? Why do you still believe in these evil things! ”

"Xue Xiaomin, I can tell you, it is taboo to tear up photos of dead people, I heard that if you commit a taboo, you have to burn paper and talk about it (Northeast generally refers to admitting mistakes with dead people), tomorrow is Qingming, and the opportunity must not be lost!"

After speaking, Zhao Huitong raised the flag and continued to summon the soul: "Mom, tomorrow will be Qingming, the paper money I burned for you is not enough to spend, you have to give me a dream!" Halfway through speaking, he turned his head to Xue Xiaomin: "By the way, my mother won't think that I still live in your house, if she gives you the wrong dream, you have to tell me!" ”

Xue Xiaomin's face turned pale with fright, and he was so angry that he stomped his feet and turned around and entered the house.

Xu Qiao just got up and was about to fetch water to wash, when he was pulled by Xue Xiaomin, who rushed back from outside the house, and saw her daughter say angrily: "Mom, that Zhao Huitong recruited her mother's soul in the yard, it's really a feudal superstition!" ”

Xu Qiao looked into the courtyard at the window, and saw that Zhao Huitong had already packed up his things and entered the house, patted Xue Xiaomin's hand and comforted: "She is superstitious about her, just don't be superstitious!" ”

Xue Xiaomin said eagerly: "No, Mom! What hell did I do! ”