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My great-grandfather said before that Xiaolan may have had feelings for this little cook Zhang Jiang before his death, and after his death, he pulled Zhang Jiang up and wanted to be a ghost couple with him in the underworld, but judging from the current situation, this Zhang Jiang is likely to die a little unwillingly, and after his death, not only did he fail to marry Xiaolan, but he also turned into a ghost to retaliate against Xiaolan's ghost. The two of them probably already had something before they were alive, otherwise Xiaolan would not have pulled Zhang Jiang to be a ghost couple for no reason.

As for what kind of emotional entanglement Xiaolan and Zhang Jiang had before their deaths, my great-grandfather didn't dare to make a conclusion at this time.

The two maids around my great-grandmother, Xiaolan and Xiaoxiang, especially Xiaolan, my great-grandfather had a very good impression of her, this little girl is not only beautiful, smart, intelligent, empathetic, and my great-grandmother is like a sister, and she is also very good at coaxing my great-grandmother to be happy, and the relationship with my great-grandfather is also good. Originally, Cai Wenye wanted to marry Xiaolan with my great-grandmother to Sanwangzhuang, but my great-grandfather didn't let me, and I felt that other people's maids were also human beings, and they couldn't be used as objects to accompany the marriage.

Xiaolan is three years younger than my great-grandmother, and when my great-grandfather and great-grandmother got married, Xiaolan was seventeen years old and twenty-two years old. In ancient times, a twenty-two-year-old girl was already an old girl who couldn't be old.

At this time, my great-grandfather heard that Xiaolan's ghost might be beaten by the ghost of the little cook Zhang Jiang, and his mood can be imagined, to say something unpleasant, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, not to mention the maid who is the same sister as my great-grandmother, whether she is a human or a ghost now, my great-grandfather can't tolerate her being beaten like this.

My great-grandfather looked around and took a full breath, "Zhang Jiang, if you have something to say, what kind of ability is it to beat people!" ”

As I said earlier, my great-grandfather had a big voice, and when he shouted in this voice, it was like a thunderbolt out of thin air.

According to my estimate, his voice will definitely wake up half of the people in Cai's Mansion, of course, as for whether the people in Cai's Mansion can really sleep tonight, I don't know.

Straight to the point. Before my great-grandfather's roar fell, the noisy cries and scolding in the yard stopped abruptly, as if someone had pressed the stop button, and disappeared without a trace.

In fact, logically speaking, if it was really Xiaolan who killed Zhang Jiang, it would not be too much for Zhang Jiang to seek revenge on her at this time, who let Xiaolan kill someone well. However, people are selfish, especially when facing the weak side and the strong side, people generally tend to favor the weak side, especially people like my great-grandfather, who are sincere and generous, and value feelings, and this time is not excluded.

It is the nature of our human beings to sympathize with the weak, no matter whether the weak are right or wrong before, whoever is weak in front of them will be able to get people's widespread sympathy and pity.

When he heard the sound of falling water, my great-grandfather turned his head to look in the direction of the well, tucked the watchman into his waist, and walked cautiously to the well with a lantern.

Just when my great-grandfather put the lantern at the mouth of the well and was about to take a look into the well, he suddenly thought of the "stupid and bold" that the old housekeeper Cai Zhang said before, and he quickly withdrew the lantern and dispelled the idea of checking into the well.

At this time, according to my great-grandfather's speculation, Cai Fu's stupid bold was probably in the same situation as himself now, and he must have heard the sound of falling water, and then walked to the well and looked inside. Until now, that stupid bold child still just giggles and babbles, and my great-grandfather is still thinking about waiting for the murder in Caifu to pass, and then show him.

In terms of courage and experience, my great-grandfather is much stronger than that stupid and bold man, but being bold doesn't mean that you can go around without a head or a sense of awe. My great-grandfather didn't want that kind of situation to happen to him, although he was a ghost catcher, although he had evil spirits on his body, but this kind of evil spirit, when it reached a certain level, no matter who you are, no matter what evil things you carry, there is a "degree", after this "degree", nothing is good. In this case, it is best to come back when it is sunny and daylight, and there is plenty of yang.

Again, we ghost hunters are also human beings, and we often walk by the river, and if we are not careful, there will be a day when we get our shoes wet. In fact, the phrase "respect the ghosts and gods and stay away" is very reasonable, if it weren't for the people who got into trouble with the dirty things to ask us, and we couldn't bear to watch them suffer and sin, the ghosts would be willing to take risks alone, and the ghosts would be willing to deal with these things all day long.

It can be said that when I encounter places that feel wrong, I usually take a detour, and no one wants to provoke this thing. Here, I would like to advise those friends who have nothing to do all day long and want to see what these things look like, stay away from this thing, if you really run into it once, or see it once, then it will be too late for you to cry.

My great-grandfather carried the lantern back to the chair outside the hall, and by this time the incense had been burned halfway, that is, the third watch and a half day, and in another half an hour, that is, another hour, it was time to play the fourth watch.

At this time, the entire Ercai Mansion completely stopped, and there was no sound, and the quiet needle drop could be heard. My great-grandfather put the lantern and the pole next to the chair, sat back in the chair and lit the incense.

It was until dawn, and there were no more voices or strange things such as crying, beating and scolding from the Cai Mansion. According to my estimate, my great-grandfather's voice frightened the ghost of Zhang Jiang's goods a lot. In fact, some of these things are less daring than people, and sometimes when you encounter them, you can scare them away by yelling or scolding them twice, at least for a short time, they will not dare to come back and mess around. But again, if you don't provoke these things, you'd better not provoke them, and don't make trouble for yourself.

Nothing was said all night. The next morning, after breakfast, my great-grandfather was really sleepy. On the way from Sanwangzhuang to Kaifeng, almost non-stop, tired of boats and cars, and did not have time to rest, and now they have been holding their eyelids all night, and the people who beat the iron can't stand it.

Breakfast was very rich, but my great-grandfather didn't eat a few bites, and he didn't say a few words, so he said hello to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, just like asking for peace, and said to my great-grandmother, touched my grandfather's little face, and then went back to Xianglou to sleep.

At this time, Cai Mansion started a new day, and many people took advantage of their free time to talk to each other and quietly talk about what happened last night. Later, my great-grandfather learned that almost two-thirds of the people in Cai's house heard his voice at night. But this is not surprising, just imagine, in such an environment, there are really not many people who can fall asleep soundly.

My great-grandfather slept until noon. When the meal was served, my great-grandmother came to wake him up, and my great-grandmother said that he would drink less when he had dinner later, and that he would have something to tell him after dinner.

The lunch meal was also quite sumptuous, with several large tables. Although Cai's mansion is an extraordinary period at this time, the number of courtesies to entertain sons-in-law is not small at all. This meal at noon can be regarded as a dust wash for my great-grandfather, and the Cai family is quite complete, Cai Wenye's two sons, that is, my great-grandmother's two brothers, as well as my great-grandmother's sister-in-law, uncles and aunts, nephews and nieces, etc., etc., dozens of people from the whole family, old and young, all present. In addition to these relatives of the Cai family, there was also a table in the yamen.

After a meal, although my great-grandfather thought about my great-grandmother's words, drink less and drink less, he still drank too much, and drank two jars of old wine. Of course, as we all know, in the past, the alcohol was low, and drinking two jars of old wine is basically equivalent to drinking two bundles of beer now, but this is not less, even if my great-grandfather drank a lot of alcohol, he was dizzy.

When the banquet was over, my great-grandfather forgot what he wanted to do, and went back to sleep in the Xianglou. At this time, my great-grandmother handed over my grandfather to Xiaoxiang to take with her, and she followed my great-grandfather to the Xianglou by herself. My great-grandfather was lying on the bed, and she sat on the edge of the bed and told my great-grandfather about the maid Xiaolan.

It is said that drinking is wrong, and this is not true at all, my great-grandfather originally planned to go to the garden well after lunch, but now it seems that it is not possible. Drinking and delaying things, even if the great saint drinks too much, he is also a fool, and my great-grandfather drank too much and knew that going back to his room to sleep was already very good.

At this time, my great-grandfather was half-lying on the bed with drunken eyes, my great-grandmother moved a round stool and sat on the edge of the bed, the maid brought a bowl of sobering soup, and my great-grandmother fed my great-grandfather with a spoon.

I don't know what herbs are used to make this decanting soup, but my great-grandfather really sobered up a lot after drinking it, and then apologized to my great-grandmother with a ashamed face, saying that he himself failed to listen to my great-grandmother, and that he shouldn't have drunk so much wine during meals.

My great-grandmother was also quite understanding, and besides, women in ancient times paid attention to three obedience and four virtues, like my great-grandfather, a man who drank too much and apologized to his wife was rare at that time.

My great-grandmother smiled and said to my great-grandfather, it's okay, just drink less in the future, drinking too much is not good for your health