All this came too suddenly, Wei Qian and Sister-in-law Tang were all startled, and Sister-in-law Tang subconsciously stepped forward and blocked Wei Qian behind her.

Descending from the sky was a young man, not tall and not strong, but with clear eyebrows and a face like a crown of jade, if it weren't for the cobwebs on his head, I'm afraid no one would believe that he fell from the roof.

But he wasn't embarrassed, on the contrary, he laughed at Mimi.

His smiling gaze crossed Sister-in-law Tang and landed on Wei Qian's face.

Wei Qian was also looking at him, with surprise, sadness, and disbelief in his eyes!

"Xiao Ting, you have grown up."

The voice of the young man is not strong, but it is clear and clean, like a stream flowing in the mountains in spring, all the way forward among the green trees and grass.

Tears filled Wei Qian's gaze and choked his voice: "...... Uncle Ming......"

The young man smiled and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch his head, but his hand stopped in the air, although there was only Sister-in-law Tang between them, but it was like a thousand mountains and rivers, yin and yang.

"I'm relieved to see you."

The young man smiled, the smile went straight to the bottom of his eyes, he lowered his head, still smiling, but when he raised his head, that elegant and delicate face suddenly turned into a skeleton ghost face!

Sister-in-law Tang let out an exclamation, and Wei Qian was stunned.

The young man was a little at a loss, he turned to look behind him, and when his head turned back again, it turned into the face that made Wei Qian feel familiar.

"I'm sorry, I'm scared of you, I, I'd better go......"

As the words fell, a cloud of white mist slowly spread, and the figure of the young man disappeared into the white mist.

There was silence all around, and a pin drop could be heard, and Sister-in-law Tang and Wei Qian stood in place in a daze, the white mist dissipated, and they were still standing there.

Sister-in-law Tang was the first to react, she rushed to the place where the young man had stood, looked up and looked at the roof, the roof was intact, there were no holes, nothing.

She suddenly turned to look at Wei Qian: "What did you see just now?" ”

Wei Qian's face could not see joy and sorrow, and he slowly spit out four words: "An old man." ”

"I heard you call him Uncle Ming, who is he?" Sister-in-law Tang asked.

Wei Qian slowly sat back in his chair for a long time before he said, "A man who has been dead for many years." ”

"Huh?" Sister-in-law Tang was taken aback, she just thought that the person was pretending to be a ghost, but she didn't expect that he was really dead.

"You read that right?" Sister-in-law Tang was surprised.

Wei Qian's voice was like a dream: "It's been more than ten years, I've changed, but he hasn't changed, he's still so young, so handsome, and his smile is still warm." ”

Sister-in-law Tang was shocked, she looked around, walked to the window again, and even reopened the door that had been closed for a day, and did not see anyone, let alone a ghost.

Sister-in-law Tang returned to the house and sat down opposite Wei Qian: "Why don't we prepare some paper money ingots tomorrow and burn them for him." ”

Wei Qian didn't answer, and I don't know how long it took before Wei Qian said quietly: "He became a ghost after he died, but I lived as a ghost." ”

Sister-in-law Tang hurriedly said: "Don't talk nonsense, what the hell is not a ghost, there is no such thing." ”

Wei Qian smiled bitterly: "I can't protect you, I can't protect Zhu'er, I can't even protect my own son, I live like a walking corpse, what's the difference between ghosts and ghosts, ghosts can still come and go freely, and I, the biggest freedom, is to come here to see you, but they, but they have to take back even this little bit of freedom, Ah Zhi, you say, what does it mean for me to live like this?" ”

"Don't say that about yourself, you're a good person." Sister-in-law Tang burst into tears.

"Good guys? It's just a useless good person, who can't live well if he wants to live, and wants to die, but he can't die. A tear slipped down his cheek, but Wei Qian was laughing, mockingly.

"You are for me, for Zhu'er......" Sister-in-law Tang choked up and couldn't continue.

"Hehe, don't make excuses for me, I can live to this day because I am a nest, I am afraid of death, I don't even have the courage to commit suicide, I am just a waste."

After saying the last sentence, Wei Qian stopped talking, and in the quiet of the night, there was only the occasional sobbing sound of a woman.

Minghui turned to leave, she was still holding Mingluan's face.

Hua Qianchang is known as Qianchang, that is because she has changed countless faces, however, tonight's one is the one she is most unsure of and the most sure of.

This is the face of his biological father, Mingluan!

During the New Year's holidays, the portrait of the children of the Ming family who worshipped was only six or seven points alike, and Minghui was disguised according to the face in her dream.

Although it was just a dream, Minghui stubbornly believed that the person who sent her to marry in the dream was her father Mingluan.

Many dreams will be forgotten after waking up, but only that dream is timeless, and after so long, that face is still remembered clearly.

Minghui's confidence comes from the fact that Wei Qian was still a child back then, and when Mingluan died, Wei Qian was only five years old.

Even if he still remembered Mingluan's appearance, it was only a rough appearance, and the subtleties were probably already in the lake.

As it turned out, Minghui was right this time.

She was a head shorter than Mingluan, and she was thinner and thinner, but Wei Qian's attention was on her face, or rather, in her eyes, in her smile.

Wei Qian recognized Mingluan!

Early in the morning, the door of Tang Kee's shop finally opened, and Sister-in-law Tang was pale and haggard, and opened the door with a smile and started business.

No one saw Zhu'er, and when a neighbor asked, Sister-in-law Tang smiled bitterly: "Don't let her come to the front to play, after this time, I was scared, really scared." ”

The neighbors also felt the same way, saying "yes, yes", turned back to their shop, and shouted at the child who was running at the door of the shop: "Come back quickly, don't come out again in the future, let the flower shooter shoot you away, see if you are afraid!" ”

Wei Qian didn't go home, he went directly to the official school, in addition to the Tang Ji shop, the official school is another place that can allow him to escape for a short time.

It's just that unlike in Tang Ji, in Tang Ji, he is him, and in Guanxue, he is just the son of Wei Zhizhou, and he even suspects that there may not be many people in Guanxue who know his name, he is Wei Gongzi, the son of the Zhizhou family.

Wei Qian wandered in the official school all morning, and the bell rang for lunch at noon, as usual, he did not go to the canteen, but walked out of the official school behind a group of students.

The students rushed to the small stalls, but he stood alone at the gate of the official school, as if he didn't know where to go.

At this time, a little maid ran over, and Wei Qian knew that this was the double happiness of the little maid in the family.

"Childe, go home and take a look, the young grandmother didn't return overnight, and the wife is in a hurry."

Shuangxi said this and regretted it a little, not only did the young grandmother not return last night, but the son also didn't go back all night.