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

"Son, how's the food downstairs?"

"Son, it's cold down there, wear more clothes!"

"Son, don't worry about spending money, Mom will burn it for you!"

"My son..."

……

Sitting on the familiar sofa, Wei Xiulan held Zhang Chen's hand tightly and didn't let go.

He kept babbling on and on, spewing all sorts of trivial instructions.

I used to find these nagging comments annoying, after all, I'm an adult now.

But listening to it now, it's incredibly heartwarming.

A wave of sadness welled up in my heart.

Over the past year, my mother's hair has turned much grayer, and she looks several years older than I remember her.

"Mom, I know everything. I'm doing fine down there. I eat well, dress warmly, and have enough money. Hmm, didn't you just burn some money for me? A lot, enough for me to squander down there. I can never spend it all!"

Zhang Chen's tone softened.

My dad is a man after all. Although he has also experienced the pain of a black-haired person sending off an white-haired person, his mental fortitude is much better.

The father and son were also more relaxed in their conversations.

But my mother is different. She is very thoughtful. Now that she has seen me, she has been secretly wiping away tears with the back of her hand from the beginning until now.

Zhang Chen didn't tell his mother about the changes, they just chatted about everyday things.

This alone made Mom very happy.

Zhang Chen didn't even mention the two ugly female paper figures who had suddenly barged into his node channel before.

My mom is easily frightened, I'm afraid of scaring her.

Moreover, his mother had never mentioned this matter since he met him, and the fact that he could appear in his mother's dream meant that those two ugly women hadn't done anything to his mother.

Therefore, Zhang Chen did not mention this.

If anything happens, he and his father should handle it.

He's at ease as long as his mom is doing well.

However, Mom's dream scene was different from Dad's.

This living room, this sofa, this TV... this is the house they moved to in the city.

The layout of the three bedrooms and one living room is very familiar.

It seems my mom's pride comes from when I was in college.

Otherwise, Mom wouldn't have dreamt of herself as a college student coming home for vacation.

The details in this house, in particular, contrast sharply with the father's rough and rugged style.

Women are all very meticulous.

"That's good, that's good. Sigh, your dad and I didn't know you'd receive the paper money you burned, otherwise we wouldn't have wasted a whole year. I really want to slap myself!"

Wei Xiulan was filled with regret, her tone brimming with self-reproach.

"Mom, what are you saying? I haven't gone hungry in the year I've been down there. Look, I'm even wearing a suit!"

Zhang Chen said something, then looked at his suit and immediately felt a little guilty for talking too much.

This wrinkled suit looks like something out of a movie, and Mom will be even more worried when she sees it.

Sure enough, when Wei Xiulan saw her son dressed like this, how could she not know?

Moreover, the old man also mentioned his son's situation. If he hadn't been having a hard time in the afterlife, would he have appeared in his son's dream and asked him to burn paper money?

At this moment, Wei Xiulan really wanted to slap herself twice more.

"Mom, don't let my outfit fool you, I'm here to see you. These clothes were burned for me by your own hands, and even after treasuring them for so long, they're still all wrinkled. Actually, I live in a big villa now, and I have all the clothes and a car I need, so don't worry. Dad burned a lot of money for me, didn't he?"

Zhang Chen's white lie was quite well-crafted.

Although Wei Xiulan knew her son was just trying to comfort her.

However, the money spent was indeed considerable, but it should be enough to ensure that my son eats and drinks well.

"Son, your Uncle Ping said today that he's arranging a ghost marriage for you. What do you and your father think about it?"

Wei Xiulan changed the subject and became concerned about this.

Zhang Chen thought to himself, "As expected, even though I'm all gone, my mom is still concerned about my marriage. Parents are all the same."

"I've already spoken to my dad about this. We don't need to for now. With my current net worth, what kind of person can't I find?"

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "There are plenty of good girls from good families down here, and many of them are poor, so there's no need to burn paper money. I can find one myself!"

"real?"

Wei Xiulan felt something was off about it.

"Seriously, all those high-level executives' children, doctors' families, and rich, beautiful women—they all live pretty miserable lives because nobody burns paper money for them. With my qualifications, I'm highly sought after. You really don't need to worry about my personal life!"

Zhang Chen's statement was certain.

Actually, he was just guessing.

But he felt there must be many women like that, after all, not everyone is superstitious, and with the ban on burning and arson in the city, the young ladies from wealthy families in the city are actually living worse lives than those in the village.

Well, there's nothing you can do about it. Who told you to live in the city? And who told you that burning things is prohibited in the residential area?

If you cause a fire, won't everyone run down there?

If this ban on burning means that the respectable young women who used to live in villas and large apartments in the city will become poor in the underworld, won't they?

The probability of this is quite high.

Upon hearing this, Wei Xiulan realized that it made sense.

Science education is quite successful these days; many wealthy people don't believe in it.

If you don't believe this, then the burning of offerings won't be as frequent, and even doctors and executives will be too busy to attend to it, leaving their children to suffer in the underworld.

"That's good, son. You must find a wife to carry on the Zhang family line..."

Wei Xiulan blurted this out, then immediately realized it was inappropriate, but at the same time she was quite curious, "Son, can the couple down there have children?"

Zhang Chen scratched his head. "I don't know, but I don't think I've seen him around here!"

"Then they probably won't have children!"

Wei Xiulan said.

Zhang Chen didn't quite understand this. He didn't know about the wealthy area, but in their Taipingwu community, he had never heard of anyone being pregnant.

"Mom, don't just ask me. I've been gone for a year, so I need to ask you how you've been!"

Zhang Chen spoke up.

Wei Xiulan smiled, "That's great, my son is finally back!"

Although her mother spoke lightly, Zhang Chen could sense her heartache.

A mother and child are of one heart.

Just as I was about to say something, suddenly, the ceiling started to malfunction.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Chen felt that familiar suction force.

"Mom, I have to go!"

Knowing he was about to leave, Zhang Chen quickly spoke up.

"Leaving? Why are you leaving so soon?"

Wei Xiulan was startled.

"I'll come again next time, Mom. Don't worry, we'll definitely see each other again. Take care..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Chen's body had already floated up.

That irresistible suction force rendered his struggles futile.

My body was gradually sucked into the thin mist behind me.

Wei Xiulan chased desperately, but she could never catch up.

Zhang Chen knew that these were the rules.

He forced a smile, waved to his mother, and said, "Mom, don't see me off. I'll come see you again tomorrow. Take care..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chen's body suddenly plummeted.

At the same moment, in the bedroom of the main house in the village, Wei Xiulan woke up with a start and cried out, "Son..."