Chapter 144: Mourning

The next morning.

We found Huang Haiquan's eldest brother, Huang Jianhua, and told him about Huang Haiquan's appeal.

This Huang Jianhua verbally refused his brother's request, saying that he would not agree to pass his son on to his younger brother.

In fact, this adoption is just a formality, because the person is dead, it is impossible for Huang Jianhua's son to really treat Huang Haijun as his own father, at most, it is to burn some paper money when he is jealous and deadly.

Form is often a dispensable thing with no practical meaning, but sometimes it is useful.

For example, now, only by completing this process of succession and taking such a form, Huang Haiquan can let go of his obsession and go where he should go.

Not to mention that this Huang Haiquan is also Huang Jianhua's younger brother, how can he let his relatives not be able to rest in peace.

But Huang Jianhua may have drilled the tip of the bull's horns in his thoughts, so he felt that it was not good, and he also felt unlucky, but when asked why he felt that it was not good, he couldn't say.

In the end, we talked to him and discussed with him that as long as he agreed to the succession, in addition to the 300,000 yuan for the sale of the house, our intermediary would give him an additional 1,000 of our agency fees.

This person got into the eyes of money, and originally said that he didn't agree with anything, but after the extra thousand, he pondered for a few seconds and said: "That's okay, my brother is also a hard person, they are all a family, and it is not a big deal to go through the form." ”

I said in my heart that this brother deserves it.

But after all, it's a customer, and I can't despise him either.

Huang Jianhua agreed here, but then the problem came again, he has two sons, the eldest son is in college, and he is still a scholar.

His eldest son, who was highly educated, naturally did not believe in these ghosts and gods, and thought that they were superstitions, and he thought that we were liars, and almost called the police to arrest us.

In the end, we can only hope for Huang Jianhua's youngest son.

His youngest son is only 11 years old this year, and he is still a child, so the child is naturally confused, because the child listens to the adults for everything.

But there is one thing to say, this kid is really good, although he doesn't understand anything, but when he heard that it was for the good of his second uncle, he nodded and agreed, and did not resist at all, saying that as long as he could let his second uncle rest in peace.

The words that this kid said made us all feel a little emotional.

A child who doesn't understand anything, the word 'rest in peace' may have been learned from TV, but he is more human than adults.

This kid told us that Huang Haiquan was very kind to him when he was alive and treated him as if he were his own son, and after Huang Haiquan died, he cried for several days.

We took Huang Jianhua and the child back to the murderous house, ready to go through the adoptive process, and then send Huang Haiquan away.

This process is not complicated, you need to write a memorial document, that is, to make a contract, and pass the child to Huang Haiquan and become his descendant.

What is the text of the dead, in fact, it is a text written for the dead, this kind of text is a bit like a pictograph, we definitely can't write it, but Zhao Laoqi can write it.

After he had written the memorial letter, he burned it in the brazier.

The next thing is that the child calls Dad, and then cries, and cries as a son.

This ordinary person can't cry, but this child cries sincerely.

I could see that he was really sad, and I almost made my eyes red when I saw him crying so sadly.

I don't know what it's for.

Huang Haiquan has spent most of his life for his wife and children and family, but in the end, no one has done something for him, and he is still a child who has done something for him.

After the ceremony, Huang Jianhua also said something to Huang Haiquan's portrait, which was roughly to persuade Huang Haiquan to leave the house.

"Haiquan, you've worked hard for most of your life, so let's go."

"It's not interesting for you to stay here, and now that Xiaowen has passed on to you, what else can't you put down."

"This house has to be sold, you also know that the conditions of my brother's family are not good, and I have to provide Xiaowen with school to study, this house is sold for your son to study, you should go, okay?"

As soon as Huang Jianhua finished speaking, the candle flame in the room instantly turned into a normal color.

"Is he gone?" Huang Jianhua suddenly became excited.

I nodded and said he was gone, where he was supposed to go.

This murderous house is now a normal house and can be inhabited.

Huang Jianhua was so excited that he immediately picked up his mobile phone and called his wife, saying that Huang Haiquan had left, the house could be sold, and they would soon have 300,000 yuan.

The child, named Xiaowen, was still crying there, and the more he cried, the more sad he became.

There may be children who are spiritual, and although they don't understand anything, they seem to know that Huang Haiquan is gone, and if they are gone, they will never see each other again.

Just like my dad and my grandfather, I'll never see them again.

Zhao Laoqi walked over to comfort Xiaowen, gave him a peace charm, and said: "This is left to you by your second uncle, he asked me to tell you that he just went to another place, and each of us will go to that place in the future, but he went early, and you can see each other again in the future." ”

It's a lie, a white lie.

The peace charm, naturally, was not left by Huang Haiquan.

But the child believed it, stopped crying, and asked Zhao Laoqi: "Really, grandpa." ”

Zhao Laoqi nodded: "Really, he asked you to study hard, will you study hard?" ”

"I will study hard, I have always listened to my second uncle."

"That's good, your second uncle didn't hurt you in vain."

After the matter was settled, Huang Jianhua kept asking us when the house would be sold.

He also wants to raise the price with us, and wants to raise the price of the house a little higher.

My heart says that we have raised 200,000, but the 200,000 is not his.

Some of the families of the deceased deserve sympathy, but some of the families of the deceased do not deserve sympathy at all.

This man has no human touch at all.

Huang Jianhua left first with the child, and we haven't left yet.

Although the yin spirit here is gone, the yin qi is still very heavy, and the yin qi is not dispersed and clean, and people are prone to illness after living in it for a long time.

Zhao Laoqi posted a talisman in each room, and hung a mirror on the top of the balcony, saying that he would remove these things before the customers checked in, and the yin qi would basically be dispersed by then.

This house has good lighting, the sun shines, and the yin dissipates quickly.

But after Zhao Laoqi finished doing this, not only did the yin qi not weaken, but I felt that the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower.

Not only did I think so, but Meng Yifan and Song Xiaotian were both shivering with cold.

"Seventh Master, why is your yin qi getting heavier and heavier......"

"Could it be that Huang Haiquan hasn't left yet......"

Wrong.

Huang Haiquan had already left just now, and it was impossible for him to turn back again.

"It's not Huang Haiquan."

Zhao Laoqi also frowned and pointed to the corner of the room.

We hurriedly looked, only to see a shadow suddenly appear in the corner, and that shadow was very familiar.

It's Du Yuwei in a red wedding dress!