Suddenly, Big Wave opened his eyes and frowned slightly. "Why can't you feel it?"

"Don't feel anything?"

This woman is chattering, and I am very suspicious in my heart.

"Uh, nothing. ”

The coquettish woman shook her head calmly, "The old guy's soul doesn't seem to be here, let's go in and take a look." ”

I knocked on the door the way I had done it. The one who opened the door was a thin man in his fifties, wearing a black suit and big blue slippers, who looked seven or eight points similar to the skeleton spirit last night, and it seemed that he was Zhang Yu's son.

The man invited me and Big Wave into the house.

It is an old-fashioned tube building that was renovated more than ten years ago, and the furnishings in the rooms are all old furniture that has been outdated for decades. A dark yellow wardrobe carved with flowers, and a four-legged bench painted with green paint. There is also a white enamel water tank printed with red and green mandarin ducks playing in the water on the coffee table.

This should be Zhang Yu's own housing, but anyone who is younger can't stand such a rustic living style.

Directly south of the living room was an old-fashioned dark green sewing machine, on which was placed a portrait of Zhang Yu, with sunken cheeks, slender crow's feet that extended to his temples, and an indignant expression that made me shudder.

Zhang Yu's son handed me and Da Lang three yellow incense sticks.

We respectfully bowed to Zhang Yu's portrait, and I thought to myself, I hope this old ghost can forgive me for my recklessness last night and leave my father a way to live.

The middle-aged man claimed to be Zhang Dingwen, the second son of the old man Zhang. Zhang Yu's four children all settled in other places, and the rest of them rushed back after Zhang Yu was cremated because of work, leaving him alone here, preparing to sell his old father's house, and got the last concern.

I saw that Zhang Dingwen's face was haggard, and his eyes were still red on his gray-yellow face.

The big waves are quite deep into the play.

"It's really not beautiful, Grandpa Zhang is such a good person, why did he leave in such a hurry? I didn't even see him for the last time. ”

Saying that, I squeezed out a few crocodile tears, if I didn't know the truth, I really thought she was a family member of the deceased?

"Girl, don't be too upset. My father was 81 years old when he left, and according to the old people, the death of a natural illness can be regarded as a happy mourning. ”

Big Wave also nodded, pretending to comfort the middle-aged man.

"By my age, I should call you uncle. Uncle Zhang, don't be too sad. Although Grandpa Zhang is gone, with our past friendship, our two families will be relatives in the future. But wherever there is something to use your niece, uncle, you will open your mouth, and your niece will do her best. ”

Zhang Dingwen was saddened by this big wave, a man who has reached the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, and his father is dead, he will still be so sad that he collapsed in front of strangers and shed many tears.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh in front of you. ”

Zhang Dingwen got up and bowed his head slightly like us, saying sorry. "Sit down for a while, and I'll wash my face. ”

As soon as the man got up and left, I couldn't wait to ask Big Wave.

"Sister Beauty, have you seen the ghost of Old Man Zhang? You must tell him that all the mistakes are my fault, and my father is innocent. ”

My father has been tortured by tuberculosis for so many years, and now he has suffered such a great crime because of my unfilial son, how can I think in my heart, how can I not be happy.

"You don't have eyes yourself!"

Big Wave looked disdainful and looked at me Nunu with her sexy thick lips of bright red.

"Our eyes are the same, if the old ghost was here, you would have seen it a long time ago, what else would you use me to pass on?"

"So, Grandpa Zhang's ghost is not in his own home, where else can he be?"

"Maybe I'll go out for a walk. ”

Big waves, Yun Qingfeng said lightly: "Didn't you say that the old man liked to travel east and west when he was alive? However, my father's matter is probably not so simple." ”

"Why?"

Before this coquettish woman entered the door, she was already embarrassed. Could it be that there is more trouble to come?

Big Wave stretched out his right hand, still muttering and calculating in his mouth.

"It doesn't smell right in this house. ”

"Taste?"

I'm a little Nahan, and although this house is old-fashioned, it can be cleaned neatly. I sniffed hard, and all I could see was the strong smell of kitsch perfume on the coquettish monster, and the smell of incense in the incense burner, and there was no other unpleasant smell.

"Why can't I smell it? Could it be an offering of incense?"

Big waves wave their hands. "I'm not talking about this smell, but about the most vicious resentment. ”

"There's a terrible smell here, sister, how do you smell it?"

"There is no taste of evil, and there is no smell of resentment. There's just a faint smell of fish, can you smell it?"

Hearing this, I breathed through my nose even more violently. This time, the smell of perfume is even higher, and it makes my brain dizzy.

"I can't smell it, it's all covered by the fragrance on your body!"

"That's a must. There was a sly glint in the big wave's eyes. "My sister sprayed Saint Laurent black duck slices, a high-end mature woman slashed a man, how about it?

I covered my head and massaged my temples with my index finger. "I haven't choked yet, but I've choked. ”

"Little brat, I don't understand anything. ”

The big waves rolled their eyes at me, and they tidied up the sundress on their bodies, and their undulating figures looked even more exquisite.

"Brother, I'll give you a mission. After a while, I will set out the eight characters of Old Man Zhang's birthday. It's a bit of a hassle, I'll talk to you about it when I get back. ”

From time to time, Zhang Dingwen washed his face and made us two cups of tea.

"I'm really sorry, I was so excited just now, the guest didn't even pour a cup of tea for so long after entering the door, don't be surprised. ”

This Zhang Dingwen is very particular, a good purple sand teacup, a cup with a large orange chrysanthemum.

Since I came out of the Huangquan Dumpling Restaurant last night, I haven't eaten a drop of water until now, and I happen to be thirsty. Grab the bowl and drink it all.

This chrysanthemum tea has a fragrant and pure taste, and the rich floral fragrance masks the light bitterness, which should be the best flower tea.

"Good tea!"

I can't help but praise again and again, although my family is also well-off, but my father is seriously ill all the year round, and the bloody medical expenses have dragged the family to the edge of food and clothing, and I naturally have not drunk any good tea at home.

But when I was in college, my instructor was a health woman who loved to wear sweaters. She always has a set of exquisite tea sets on her desk, and drinks health flower tea, white tea, brick tea, and ripe pu every day.

At that time, I was the class leader in the class, and I dealt with the instructor secretary every day, and naturally I mixed a lot of good tea to drink, and the most expensive one at that time was the big red robe of the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain, which was said to cost tens of thousands of yuan for one or two.

"This is pure Hang Baiju, right?"

I've had the pleasure of drinking it once before. It is said that the Hangzhou white chrysanthemum produced in Zhejiang has thick flesh and large flowers, and there are pale yellow petals in the middle, which is actually the first chrysanthemum tea.

Zhang Dingwen listened to my words and seemed to have met a bosom friend.

This is the pure Hangzhou white chrysanthemum produced in Tongxiang, Zhejiang, which is the best fetal chrysanthemum and can be used in medicine. ”

Da Lang also took a sip of tea, only to see her lick a small mouthful, as if she was bitter, and her face was tangled and stuck out her tongue.

If you think about it, you know that this kind of superficial woman, of course, is not used to drinking slightly bitter tea, and I am afraid that only coffee and bubble tea meet her taste.

"Tongxiang is a good place!"

Big waves can really interject anywhere.

"Listening to Uncle Zhang's accent, it's different from our locals, I should have lived in other places for a long time!"

Zhang Dingwen nodded.

"Yes, I have been living in Zhejiang since I joined the work, and I have been living in Zhejiang for twenty or thirty years, during which I have rarely returned home. It's a shame to say that without my household registration book, I am now all from Zhejiang. His son is full of Su Yun and Su flavor, and he can't speak our Northeast dialect. ”

"Yes, where I lived for a long time, even the roots have changed. ”

I didn't have time to continue talking to them, and my father was still in the hospital. I just want to find that old ghost as soon as possible and let him let my father live.