The one who spoke just now was Aunt Liu who was on the opposite floor, who had always been a master who couldn't bear a loss, and immediately squinted at the old lady and "spitted" on the ground, "Our family is blessed." It is your family that has done iniquity, your whole family has done iniquity, and your ancestors have done iniquity for eighteen generations. ”

The old lady was so angry when she heard this, she rolled up her sleeves and rushed to Aunt Liu's side, everyone hurriedly pulled her arms around her waist, and persuaded her to discourage Aunt Liu to stop talking, the chaos was even more lively than just now.

Aunt Liu turned her head and withdrew from the crowd, but instead of listening to the persuasion to go home, she rushed to the stereo where everyone was dancing, copied the microphone, plugged in the wire, turned up the volume, and jumped on the tricycle on the side.

Standing in a higher position than everyone else, holding the microphone, Aunt Liu's voice became more and more imposing, "Anxious? It's not that you have a weak heart! I look at you pitiful, I didn't want to say it." Who really doesn't know how your grandson got sick. That is a lack of virtue and retribution. If you kill a life, God will let him accompany you for a life.

People are doing, the sky is watching, people are not good, the sky will judge. I advise you to accumulate virtue as well. ”

"You fart!" the old lady's momentum came back again, and the volume was louder than when she cried just now, "The police station said that it was a suicide, and it has nothing to do with my grandchildren." What are you coming to me, you can't get along with the child, you have to ......"

The latter words were not heard clearly, because neither the volume nor the appeal of the content were as high as the sound coming from the stereos. "Why did that student commit suicide, all the third middle school knows that it was your grandson who forced him to die, and he killed him.

Your grandson is a child of your family, he is not a child anymore, he is old enough to be sentenced.

I'm going to count them one by one today, and I'll count them well, and what kind of immoral things you've done to your child who is old enough to be sentenced. I will let you know what it means to create iniquity and who it is. ”

In the eyes of the old lady, the grandson is a treasure, and the grandson is right to do anything. Even if it's not right, it's because he's still young. If it were in normal times, she would definitely tear up a victory with Aunt Liu, let the other party know that she was powerful, and never dared to bully her baby grandchild again. But now she doesn't have the time or the heart to tear up with the other party.

Meng Liangliang, the dead girl, has returned, and the top priority is to take her to the hospital for a matching examination. Nothing else matters.

The old lady immediately decided to go back and find someone useful to deal with the dead girl. Before leaving, the old lady pointed at Aunt Liu angrily and said sharply, "You wait for me!"

I don't know if it's because of the crushing just now, Aunt Liu's mood has become more comfortable, this time she was pointed at and drunk by the old lady like this, not only was she angry, but laughed, and then waved at the old lady's back and said, "You think I won't say anything if you leave." I'll tell you, it's late! I'll go all over the town early tomorrow morning, and I'll talk about the immoral things you did today.

I'll let the whole town know what you've done.

I'm still waiting here, I'm waiting for you to come and kowtow to me and apologize. ”

After that, Aunt Liu got off the tricycle and spat again in the direction of the old lady's departure, "Dare to say that our family has created evil, and don't open your blind eyes to see who the old lady is." ”

It's been decades, and for the first time, everyone thinks that Aunt Liu's temper is not all good.

When the onlookers saw the old lady leaving, they all opened their mouths to comfort Meng Liangliang.

Meng Liangliang bowed deeply to everyone a few times, thanked him seriously and sincerely, and specially thanked Grandma Zhang and his wife and Aunt Liu separately.

The old couple of the Zhang family have always been popular, and their reaction at this time is the same as usual. Aunt Liu, who has been notoriously mean since she was young, has never been able to suffer her losses by others, and she will never suffer the slightest grievance. For so many years, the big guy has arranged to hide in front of her behind her back, how can anyone thank her.

Aunt Liu was a little twisted, and her hands and feet were awkward, and she didn't know where to put them. Just now, she didn't want to give Meng Liangliang a head. At first, she was trying to be happy, but later it was because the old lady scolded her. Why is this child still so serious and sincere to thank her

Aunt Liu was a little unaccustomed to this mode of dealing with people, so she pretended to clear her throat to relieve her embarrassment. As the discomfort eased, another feeling emerged from the bottom of her heart, a little fluttering.

Aunt Liu cleared her throat again, "Small, trivial." After saying that, she waved her hand and walked quickly towards her unit.

Everyone dispersed in twos and threes, and a few people stopped in place, asking Meng Liangliang if she had eaten dinner, and after getting the answer that she had already eaten, she pulled her to talk about the side until late at night.

This community was built in the 90s of the last century. The corridor is very narrow, and the concrete floor and wooden railings are stained with traces of time everywhere, and no matter how bright the lights are, they can't drive away the dark feeling.

The stair railings are all made of wood, and they "creak" when you hold them by hand. The sound swirls in the hallway, and it always makes people have some bad associations. When Meng Liangliang was a child, she was most afraid of walking this staircase alone, she was afraid that a ghost would come out of nowhere.

Now every time I walk here, my heart is full of memories. Those memories warmed her heart one after another, and the corners of her lips raised an unconscious smile.

Those warm memories were cut off when she walked to her door.

At the opposite door, outside the door of Grandma Zhang's house, a little boy about twelve or thirteen years old squatted in the corner, looked up at the old couple of the Zhang family, and listened quietly to them talking to her. In addition to the clothes on his body and the shoes on his feet, which were popular ten years ago, he is like an ordinary little boy.

The reason why I say "just like" is because Meng Liangliang knows that this is not a little boy, this is a little male ghost!

Although she was not yet proficient in the business of immortals, she could recognize from the vaguely familiar outline and the small mole on his face, this was Grandma Zhang's grandson Zhang Ning, nicknamed Brick. When I was a child, I often played with her.

About ten years ago, he was hit by a van and died instantly.

Probably because of the experience of fetal ghosts, Meng Liangliang's courage was actually a little bigger. Lo and behold, she didn't scream or run downstairs. If being stunned is calm, then she is very calm, quite calm.

Grandma Zhang found that she was looking at the corner with a dull gaze, and couldn't help but be a little worried. She reached out and patted Meng Liangliang gently, "Good boy, are you okay?"

Meng Liangliang finally came back to his senses, and after realizing the situation, he wittily resolved: "It's okay, I just look at the wall and it seems to be a little different." ”

Grandma Zhang laughed, "I re-brushed it in the spring, it's been less than half a year, and a group of leather children saw Tian'er kicking and beating in the corridor, which took time again." ”

Grandpa Zhang also laughed, "Liangliang, this child has been careful since he was a child, have you seen it, the 'flowers' on the wall have changed, and everyone has noticed it." ”

Grandma Zhang patted Meng Liangliang on the back, "Don't think about it, rest well." Come over tomorrow morning for dinner.

Yo, you haven't been back for a long time, and the mosquito coils at home have to expire. I'll clip a slice for you. ”

As she spoke, Grandma Zhang opened the door and entered the house. Seeing that Grandpa Zhang also walked in, Meng Liangliang looked at Zhang Ning in the corner again.

Zhang Ning's gaze also turned to Meng Liangliang, as if he had discovered something, he floated up and circled around her three times left and right. And Meng Liangliang suddenly thought of a possibility at this time.

Zhang Ning was not taken to the underworld, so is it possible that her grandparents are still at home.

Meng Liangliang turned his head abruptly and took out the key to open the door. The more anxious she was, the more her hands trembled, and she finally completed the action of pulling out the key to open the door. She rushed in and pushed open every door, but didn't find the person she missed the most.

Home is still the same as in her memory, and her breath hasn't changed a bit, but it just makes her feel empty and deserted.

On the chest of drawers in the living room, photos of my grandparents are quietly placed.