Chapter 020: The Wind Blows the Grave

The two didn't interject, they knew that this Wu Jiang, some said.

Sure enough, Wu Jiang, who opened the chatterbox, said this for half an hour.

Wu Jiang is a local who seized the opportunity to go to a fast-growing first-tier city 20 years ago, when the country was in full bloom.

At the beginning, he started from the hardest low-level, after several years of training and hard work, coupled with his sleek nature, well-versed in human affairs, and novel-like opportunities, he was like a fish in water in the city, rising step by step, and made a lot of money.

It was only in recent years, when the urban market became less prosperous, that he returned to his hometown to do some simpler wholesale business.

And before he went to the field, he already had a marriage contract.

A girl with his childhood sweetheart, her name is Li Nian. The two got engaged, and they just had to get a certificate to serve the wedding wine.

According to Wu Jiang's meaning, he wanted to wait until his career was successful and give this girl a beautiful wedding.

It's just that Wu Jiang didn't expect that in big cities, there are many opportunities and temptations. There will be many forks in the road in life, and he has changed direction after all!

The hard years ahead are okay, at least every Spring Festival, he will go back, accompany his family, and see her who thinks about her day and night!

Until he met someone who admired him very much and someone who admired him very much, that is, his current wife Fang Ning, and her father.

And Fang Ning is still the only daughter of a big lady's temper.

A chance to leap into the dragon gate was in front of him, as long as he was willing to join in.

Ten or twenty years of struggle is a cliché, and it is also an idea that many people say is not uncommon, but they are infinitely longing.

Wu Jiang still didn't hold back, and bowed his head before this temptation.

In the next few years, in the face of Li Nian's expectations, he prevaricated and never returned to his hometown for various reasons, and only occasionally sent some money back to make up for the guilt in his heart.

And Li Nian wanted to go to the city to find him many times, but was still rejected by Wu Jiang under various excuses.

For several years, a childhood sweetheart, a young lady, has never known the existence of the other party.

And the daughter Miss Fang Ning also gave birth to a son for him.

But the paper couldn't contain the fire after all, and Fang Ning finally knew about Li Nian's existence.

The eldest lady, who has been pampered since childhood, how can she tolerate such a thing, forcing Wu Jiang and Li Nian to cut it off.

Facing the pressure of the Fang family, Wu Jiang could only bow his head.

He took out a sum of money that could be called a huge amount of money back then to compensate Li Nian.

After that, Li Nian did not pester Wu Jiang to ask him about his return date, Wu Jiang and Fang Ning both thought that this money was enough to compensate Li Nian.

After a few years of calm and calm, Wu Jiang returned to his hometown, but he only knew. Li Nian had a serious illness a few years ago and passed away.

Wu Jiang, who realized it later, cried and was about to collapse.

Even if he feels guilty and regrets, he cherishes everything now, Li Nian is gone, he can't come back, and he has to go on.

still lived peacefully for a few years, Fang Ning's father died, and Wu Jiang naturally became the heir of the Fang family's industry, and his chest was raised from then on, and he no longer had to look at other people's faces.

After a few more years, he returned to his hometown with his family.

Fed up with Fang Ning's temper, Wu Jiang missed the empathetic Li Nian a little.

Xu is occasional remorse, coupled with the recent separation of the couple and sleeping, made Fang Ning very uncomfortable.

Not long ago, Fang Ning took her son to Li Nian's tomb.

Wu Jiang didn't know what she said and did that day, until more than ten days ago, a terrifying thing happened.

……

It was night, and in the room, Fang Ning had just fallen asleep.

"You've already snatched him, why did you come to me......"

Half-asleep and half-awake, an eerie and angry voice suddenly sounded.

Fang Ning was awakened, his face was pale, and he was covered in cold sweat.

The voice just now seemed to be in Fang Ning's dream, and it seemed to be ringing in his ears, which was extremely piercing.

"It turned out to be a nightmare."

Turning on the bedside lamp, through the faint light, Fang Ning, who found that he was still at home, was relieved.

Thinking about it day and dreaming at night, Fang Ning remembered that he had gone to Li Niande's tomb a while ago.

On that day, in the cemetery mountain of the county seat, in front of Li Nian's grave, a bouquet of fresh flowers and a basket of fruits were also placed.

Fang Ning threw the flowers and fruits to the ground as if he was crazy, and raised his foot to stomp on one of them.

Needless to say, these things must have been sent by Wu Jiang.

Because Li Nian's relatives have all moved to other places, he will only come back on occasional important days.

Who will come if spring is not near before and after the festival?

"What's so good about you, why does he still think about you?"

Fang Ning glared at Li Nian's grave and asked angrily.

The wind blew, and the grave was silent.

But the gentle woman in the photo on the grave seemed to be looking at Fang Ning.

"Haha, what are you looking at?" Fang Ning laughed, pointed at his son, and said, "See, this is my son, my son and Wu Jiang's son, what about you, what do you have?"

Still silent, but looking forward seemed to be straighter.

"A village girl also wants to fight with my dignified lady, phew."

With a curse in his mouth, Fang Ning also spat at the grave.

"Let's go!"

Fang Ning, who was almost venting, left with his son.

'Whew'

The wind suddenly became stronger, sweeping away the petals and peels that had fallen on the grave.

The wind blows, and the grave makes a sound.

……

"Slut, are you unwilling? Then you come to me, huh. ”

Fang Ning sneered in his mouth, got up, and walked towards the toilet.

Finally, he walked to the sink again, lowered his head, and washed his hands and face.

When she looked up, she noticed that there was an extra figure in the mirror on the sink.

Long haired, gentle, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was very weird, just standing behind Fang Ning, staring at her.

"Ah......h

Fang Ning exclaimed, and then looked at it, there was nothing in the mirror, and behind her.

"Hoo ......"

With a long breath in his mouth, Fang Ning patted his chest, his face turned pale with fright.

"I must be dazzled."

Fang Ning comforted himself in his mouth, went back to the room, turned off the bedside lamp, and lay on the bed, but he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

The so-called don't do bad things, so you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

And Fang Ning not only went to Li Nian's grave, but also said many vicious words.

She regretted it a little, but if she didn't do it, it was hard to understand the anger in her heart.

If you have something on your mind, no matter how long you lie down, you will find it difficult to sleep.

"Ha ......"

Suddenly, a cold air came from Fang Ning's neck.

It's cold enough to be mistaken for an ice cellar.

Fang Ning, who was in a trance, didn't care, nor did he hear the sound of blowing, he just shrunk back, and the sheet on his body was covered a little.

"Ha ......"

Who knows, the sound of blowing sounded again, and the cold breath passed through the sheets, making Fang Ning's body tremble.

Fang Ning turned on the bedside lamp, turned over and looked, only to see a snow-white figure standing on the edge of the bed.

That pale face was less than a few centimeters away from her, and everything on her face could be seen clearly. A pair of eyes that were as cold as ice and had no pupils just looked at her like this, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was gloomy and weird.

At this moment, Fang Ning's breathing was about to stop in fright.

"Ahh......h

This face is no longer gentle, only hatred.

Although he had never seen a real person, Fang Ning still recognized it at a glance.

This is Li Nian!

After reacting, Fang Ning jumped up from the bed, ran out of the door without looking back, and after running to the hall, his legs fell to the ground directly.

Wu Jiang and his son in the next room were also woken up, and they came to the hall one after another, turned on the headlights, and looked at Fang Ning, who was squatting next to the sofa and shivering.

Wu Jiang, who was wearing pajamas, was sleepy-eyed, and said unhappily: "What's the matter, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

The frightened Fang Ning said intermittently: "Ghosts, there are ghosts, old Wu, Haozi, she came to me."

The son of the two, named Wu Hao, looked at his mother suspiciously at this time, not knowing what was wrong with her. Isn't her mother a superstitious person?

Wu Jiang became even more unhappy when he heard this, and asked with a sneer: "There are ghosts?" What the hell and where? ”

PS: Uncle Nine said that just reading books, not speaking, and not voting is a hooligan's behavior!