My blind date paper figure rejected me because I was poor, so my dad angrily burned ten trillion.

"Honey, aren't you going to do anything about this?!"

Mom scolded.

"Kids will be kids, they're playful, as long as they don't hurt anyone!"

My dad, sitting in a recliner and basking in the sun, said with a smile.

"Just keep spoiling him!"

Mom snorted.

Zhang Chen glanced towards the recliner.

But I saw that my father's temples were already gray, and he was very old.

I'm about ten years older than my mom.

I just finished speaking.

Suddenly, he stared straight ahead, his gaze meeting Zhang Chen's.

"son?"

He cried out as if he couldn't believe it, or as if he was afraid of losing it.

"Dad~"

Zhang Chen choked up as he called out.

The next moment, in the farmhouse courtyard, the seven- or eight-year-old self and the thirty-something-year-old mother vanished into thin air.

"Son, is it really you? You...you're back?"

Dad slowly got up from the recliner.

His back was somewhat hunched.

"I'm home, Dad!"

Zhang Chen only said this one sentence before he could say nothing more.

"Bang!"

Holding him in his arms, Dad murmured, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

After a while.

He released Zhang Chen, somewhat puzzled, and said, "Strange, why was this dream so vivid? I remember I was supposed to be sleeping!"

"Dad, do you also think it's true?"

Zhang Chen was taken aback.

In fact, a successful dream-seeking does not necessarily equate to true success.

People often forget their dreams quickly after waking up.

Even if I remember, it's only a vague impression.

Not to mention being able to remember what was said in the dream.

And when you're dreaming, you're often not very lucid.

But my dad felt the same way I did?

That's amazing.

"This dream I had seems a little different!"

Zhang Chen thought to himself.

"Yes, it feels very clear!"

My father, Zhang Jianguo, said seriously, "You know what a nightmare is, right? It's like being awake but unable to move your body. I feel like I should be awake, but my consciousness is still in a dream."

"When you wake up, will you remember the things in your dream very clearly?"

Zhang Chen's heart skipped a beat.

I rely on!

If that's the case, wouldn't I be able to let my dad cook whatever he wants?

Is it no longer developed?

"That's unclear!"

Zhang Jianguo shook his head.

"Let's not talk about that now. Dad, how's Mom?"

Zhang Chen asked eagerly.

"Why!"

Zhang Jianguo sighed, "Ever since your accidental death, your mother has been depressed every day. Her mental state has deteriorated significantly, and her physical health is the same!"

After saying that, he gestured to himself, "Look, your dad is the same, we've gotten so old!"

"Dad, if you remember when you wake up, you must tell Mom that although I'm dead, I'm actually in another world!"

Zhang Chen said.

"Another world?"

Zhang Jianguo frowned. "The underworld?"

"It's not exactly the underworld, that place... it's actually a city, not much different from our small county town. You need money for food and drink, and that money comes from relatives burning paper money for you here. Clothes, bedding, houses, cars, even paper effigies of women can be burned!"

Zhang Chen said quickly.

Meanwhile, some complained, "Dad, you only burned 10,000 yuan worth of paper money for me? That's so stingy! And you didn't even give me many clothes. I'm starving and freezing down there, my life is so miserable!"

"Huh? Burning money works? Your old man doesn't believe in that at all, I'm an atheist!"

Zhang Jianguo offered a somewhat awkward explanation.

"Anyway, once you wake up, burn me some money, the more the better. I need it urgently! Damn, prices keep going up, I'm practically a poor wretch relying on charity!"

Zhang Chen quickly stated his request.

"no problem!"

Zhang Jianguo patted his chest and guaranteed it.

Then, somewhat curiously, he asked, "How come burning paper effigies of women works too?"

Zhang Chen rolled his eyes.

"Dad, do you have to be so flamboyant?"

"Hehe, I'm just curious. If I really wanted to tell you, I'd burn seventy or eighty paper effigies of women for you!"

Zhang Jianguo grinned smugly.

Zhang Chen was completely numb.

My dad's cheeky expression is so familiar.

That's why they say beautiful women love slackers.

Mom was won over by Dad's smooth talk.

"The paper doll is just an inflatable doll, but it can move!"

Zhang Chen explained, "It'll break after a few tries. If you're too rough, it'll break and disappear!"

"Oh, is it equivalent to a female slave robot?"

Zhang Jianguo immediately realized what was happening.

"Huh? They are indeed quite similar!"

Zhang Chen nodded.

It moves!

You'll get played!

It will shield its owner from bullets!

Isn't that just female slaves?

"Okay, when Dad wakes up, I'll burn seventy or eighty for you!"

Zhang Jianguo waved his hand dismissively, displaying considerable arrogance.

"No, not so many, seven is fine. I want actresses like Liu Tao and Megan Fox!"

Zhang Chen also grinned mischievously.

Look at that scumbag, just like his dad.

"Okay, I know your taste. I'll get you a foreign beauty later, modeled after a female celebrity!"

Zhang Jianguo readily agreed.

after all!

My sons are all dead.

Even if it's a death wish, he has to fulfill it, even if it costs him his life.

"Um!"

Zhang Chen nodded.

"Son, tell me, what's going on down there?"

Zhang Jianguo dropped his cheeky expression, and his look turned melancholy.

Even if one could send a dream, what difference would it make?

If you're dead, you're dead.

"good!"

Zhang Chen nodded.

The father and son sat in the familiar courtyard of a farmhouse, listening to Zhang Chen tell him the story of the Taipingwu residential area.

He recounted what he saw and heard in the city of his death.

The female paper doll that tells the story of Hai Ge!

He explained how he ate and dashed.

The story revolves around Ye Wei, a woman on a blind date, who complains about being poor.

"What? That woman looks down on my son for being poor?"

Comrade Zhang Jianguo immediately lost his temper.

"Hey, don't get so worked up. Burn more for me, and I'll be rich! Then your son, even in the world of the dead, can be a super-rich second-generation heir!"

Zhang Chen smiled.

"Don't worry, son. You're my son. How dare a woman look down on my son? Humph, I'll burn you extra money!"

Zhang Jianguo was extremely excited.

Zhang Chen smiled.

With that in mind, the success rate should be... pretty high, right?

Don't forget it after you wake up.

He had heard it from many of his neighbors and residents.

They were talking perfectly fine when they appeared in my dream.

When he woke up, he couldn't remember a single word.

This is the first time I've ever had a dream.

Although it feels a little different from what they said.

but……

What if that's exactly how it feels?

Just then.

The sky began to become chaotic.

A thin mist rose from the farmhouse courtyard.

Zhang Chen immediately felt the suction force coming from underground.

He knew he had to go.

"Dad, I have to go now. Take good care of Mom!"

Stand up.

My body drifted involuntarily into the thin mist.

"Don't worry, son, I'll tell your mom as soon as I wake up!"

Zhang Jianguo wanted to pursue her.

No matter how many steps they ran, the distance between them continued to increase.

It's as if that's the rule.

"Don't forget to burn paper money!"

In his last moments before disappearing, Zhang Chen shouted.

"Sigh~"

Zhang Jianguo was about to reply.

Zhang Chen's figure had already been swallowed by the thin mist.

next moment.

Everyone else was startled.

I was jolted awake and sat bolt upright.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

I looked out the window.

The city's neon lights illuminated the night sky.

But the dream I just had felt so real, it didn't seem like a dream at all.

Especially conversations with her son.

It's etched clearly in my mind.

"Snapped!"

The light is on.

Wei Xiulan, standing nearby, looked panicked. "Dad, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Zhang Jianguo stared at her blankly for a couple of seconds before saying, "Xiulan, I dreamt about our son!"

"What?"

Wei Xiulan was stunned for a moment, and her eyes instantly turned sad.

"Don't cry, this time is different!"

Seeing his wife's eyes redden, Zhang Jianguo quickly said, "I remember this dream very clearly. I remember every single word my son said to me. Isn't that strange?"

Wei Xiulan was taken aback at first.

Then she instantly became excited, "It must be your son's ghost appearing in your dream, it must be!"

"I think so too!"

Zhang Jianguo nodded.

He truly remembered every word his son said to him in his dream.

Including the city where his son died.

He was also rejected on a blind date because a woman thought he was too poor.

"Huh? Didn't you always disbelieve in this? You said that when a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; don't be superstitious, believe in science!"

Wei Xiulan looked surprised.

My husband's change in attitude is so strange.

"Science can't explain this!"

As Zhang Jianguo spoke, he put on his clothes and got up.

Where are you going?

Wei Xiulan called out to him.

"Can't sleep, going out for a smoke!"

Zhang Jianguo said.

"I'll go with you. Tell me what your son said!"

Wei Xiulan also got up.

How could she possibly be sleepy right now?

even……

He didn't even mention it in his dreams.

The assumption is that the son actually came over and spoke to them.

"Um!"

Zhang Jianguo nodded.