Lufeng District, the old city, is a three-story residential building.

At this time, a white wreath was placed in front of No. 178 Renmin 5th Road, and the home was arranged into a mourning hall, and a posthumous photo of a child's bright smile was hung in the middle.

A woman cries bitterly as she hugs the urn.

Chen Yimu got out of the car and stood across the road, looking at this scene, he didn't feel good in his heart.

When he died two years later, his parents must have been heartbroken.

Ay.

With a deep sigh, Chen Yimu looked at the little ghost beside him.

"Brother, what are we looking at?" The imp asked.

Chen Yimu frowned and asked, "Is Xiao Tong familiar with this place?" ”

I don't understand, this is your home, why don't you know each other?

The imp shook his head as if he had never been here before.

Chen Yimu said: "Later, my brother will take you to see your mother, but you can't cry or make trouble, you know?" ”

"Yes!" The imp nodded happily.

Suddenly, the woman ran to the road with the urn in her arms, standing motionless in the middle of the road.

"Don't!"

"Catch her!"

"Don't do anything stupid......"

The people in the mourning hall ran after her towards the road, calling as they called.

Tick tick!

Squeak squeak!

A horn sounded on the road accompanied by the sound of brakes.

"There's something wrong with you......"

"Oh my mother, I was scared to death, but luckily I stopped ......"

"Does this woman want to die......"

The driver of the horse was a little happy, but also a little angry at the woman's behavior.

Chen Yimu also sweated for the woman, and he was relieved to see that she was fine.

At this time, her relatives and friends rushed to the scene and pulled her back to her home, apologizing to the passing driver.

Seeing that she was frustrated at home, the drivers secretly said that they were unlucky, and also expressed their understanding, so they didn't say anything more and left in an orderly manner.

Ay.

Mother and son are connected, how can it not hurt!

The little ghost whispered, "Brother, I saw my mother......"

"Why are people's photos hanging on the wall, hey, there are small flowers at the door......"

With that, the imp ran through the traffic towards the house.

"Hey, little boy......" Chen Yimu saw that the little ghost ignored him, followed closely and ran along the zebra crossing.

Chen Yimu came to the green tree in front of the little ghost's house and looked at the mourning hall.

"Mommy, Mommy, I'm here, and the little boy is here......"

"Grandma, grandma......"

"Daddy, Daddy......"

"Grandpa, grandpa......"

"Auntie ......"

……

"Why don't you ignore me, you don't want children......"

The little ghost called a circle of people, but no one paid attention to him, and he couldn't help but be sad.

Chen Yimu shook his head, how is this good?

"Little boy!" Chen Yimu called softly.

The little ghost heard Chen Yimu shouting, and while crying, he walked towards Chen Yimu.

"Brother, why can't they see me, don't they want children...... Woo woo woo ......" the little imp said, and he cried even more sadly.

"Little boy, don't cry yet, my brother has a way."

Chen Yimu said: "Does the child have something he likes?" It's best if mom often plays with small children. ”

"Yes, it's a duckling, my mother gave it to me, and I like it......" The little ghost replied with teary eyes.

"Then you go and take the duckling to the mother, and the mother will know that the little boy is back."

This is the only way Chen Yimu can think of, hinting at it through familiar objects.

You can't just go in and say that your son's ghost is here, and no one will believe it, and maybe you'll have to be beaten.

The boy nodded and floated to the second floor, and after a while, a small yellow duck slowly floated towards the crying woman.

The people in the room looked at the woman, for fear that he was doing something stupid, and they didn't see this scene at all.

The little yellow duck falls to the ground, the little ghost lies on the ground, and the little yellow duck will move forward a little bit on the ass of the little yellow duck.

When the woman wiped her tears, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the little yellow duck on the ground.

"Kid, kid......"

The woman hurriedly picked up the person in front of her, lay on the ground, and picked up the little yellow duck.

"Little boy, mom, I'm sorry, if it weren't for mom, you wouldn't have ...... accident"

"I'm sorry, it's my mother who didn't protect you......"

The woman held the little yellow duck in both hands and sat on the ground, blaming herself.

"Xiaofei, hurry up, it's not your fault, this is our child's life......"

"Yes, Xiaofei, listen to my mother, the child is gone, we have to live on, don't let the child worry......"

"Sister, the little boy loved to laugh the most when he was alive, he didn't want to see you cry......"

……

Relatives and friends persuaded one after another.

The little ghost thought that everyone could see him, but he still couldn't see him, and his mouth suffocated.

"Little boy, pull the duckling, let mom feel you." Chen Yimu said softly.

The little ghost looked at Chen Yimu aggrievedly and tried to pull it.

"Little boy, little boy is really back, the little duck is moving!"

The woman looked around and shouted, "Little boy, mother is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

"Is that you, little boy?"

When the little imp heard his mother shouting to himself, he immediately looked happy.

Pulled it twice.

"Kid! Amin, it's a child, it's really a child who is back!! The woman's eyes lit up, and she suddenly grabbed the hand of the man next to her and said excitedly.

The man clasped his hands and said with tears in his eyes, "Xiaofei, wake up, the little boy can't come back." ”

"Impossible, impossible, you try, you try......" The woman shook her head desperately and shoved the duckling into the woman's hand.

The imp leaned over and pulled it twice.

Well?

"Really, is it really a child?"

"Little boy, Dad, I'm Dad, is it really you?"

Tears welled up in his eyes, and the man turned his head, trying to find the child.

Chen Yimu struggled at the door, raised his feet and walked into the house, and said: "I heard the old people say that people will come back to see their families after they die, so hurry up and ask questions in a way that you are familiar with." ”

"Really? Try it, Amin, let's try it......" The woman said excitedly to the man.

"Hmm!"

Holding the duckling in four hands, the man asked softly, "Little boy, is that you?" If yes, just pull the duckling......"

The imp tugged at it.

"It's moving, it's moving, it's really moving......"

"Mom, it's really the little boy who is back......"

"Little boy, grandma can't bear you......"

Relatives and friends who didn't believe in it gathered around, and when they saw the duckling's neck being pulled, they immediately cried into tears.

Chen Yimu reminded: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, otherwise you will delay your reincarnation, and you will stay in the yang world and suffer." ”

"Quick, talk ......"

"Xiaotong, Mom, I'm sorry, it's my mother who is not good, and my mother didn't protect you......"

"Boy, Daddy, woo woo woo ......"

"Grandma's baby grandson, grandma hasn't hurt you yet, you just left, grandma is so heartbroken......"

At this time, the little ghost's body slowly faded, gradually turned into a little starlight, and dissipated in the house.

Of course, only Chen Yimu saw this scene, and he was slightly stunned.

The ghost king's voice sounded in Chen Yimu's ears: "The little ghost's wish has been fulfilled, so he will leave ......"