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It's different if you stay in the Han family, at least you'll be closer to Han Yuerong.

He wanted to see what the fate of this girl would be in the future. Although her current life was not going well and she was experiencing ups and downs in life, which was a standard bronze start, Su Hao was familiar with some screenwriters of scripts and movies, and they had the aura of being the protagonist.

After eating and drinking, Su Hao rested peacefully under the altar table in the lobby of the Han family. Soon the oil lamp in the hall went out because the fuel burned out, and the surrounding environment fell into darkness.

Su Hao slowly came to the open door and looked up at the cold moonlight shining down from the sky. Most ordinary ghosts have the ability to possess people and dream. Su Hao also wanted to test whether his soul body has this ability. ability.

He quietly came to the bedroom. Han Yuerong and his daughter were lying on the bed. They had already fallen asleep. There were waves of rhythmic breathing in the air. Su Hao stood aside and took a look. The first thing he wanted to verify was his dreaming ability.

It's a pity that he tried hard to drill into Mrs. Han's head, but failed.

After struggling for about ten minutes, I gave up.

"It doesn't make sense. Dreaming should be the most basic ability of a ghost. Does it require any experience and know-how?"

Su Hao decided to go back to the Yao family ancestral hall to ask some other neighbors for advice.

The next thing he would try was possession.

This time, he chose the sleeping little girl Han Yuerong. Unexpectedly, he succeeded in one attempt. Su Hao controlled Han Yuerong's body and climbed down from the bed carefully, pushed open the bedroom door step by step, and stood directly in front of the deceased beside the door panel.

At this time, Han Yuerong's head was lowered, his shoulders were slumped to both sides, and his body was stiff, as if he was still in his sleep, like a sleepwalking zombie.

Su Hao was happy that he didn't encounter any obstacles in his possession this time. It was considered a small test, and he felt an indescribable feeling of joy in his heart.

When I was a living person before, I always felt frightened when I saw my companions being possessed by ghosts. Now that I have changed my identity, the feeling is different, like a child having a new favorite toy.

Su Hao didn't want to hurt Han Yuerong. He subconsciously felt that it would be harmful if a living person was possessed by a ghost for a long time, so he controlled Han Yuerong's body and returned to the bedroom.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he crossed the threshold of the bedroom door, a face suddenly came over from inside.

This face with disheveled hair, holding her lips with one hand, controlling herself not to make any noise, but with fear and confusion written all over her face, it was Mrs. Han.

Today was the first day of her husband's enthronement. He was still lying in the hall, only a wall away from the bedroom. She couldn't sleep well. The sound of Han Yuerong getting out of bed just now, although it was gentle, also startled her.

Judging from her expression at this time, it was obvious that she had thought of something she shouldn't have thought of.

Su Hao was startled and immediately withdrew from Han Yuerong's body.

Han Yuerong, who was standing on the ground, soon became unstable and was about to fall to the ground limply. Mrs. Han could no longer panic, stretched out her hand to support Han Yuerong, and shouted desperately in a low voice, "Yuerong, Yuerong, it's you. ?"

Han Yuerong's shoulders were constantly shaken, and she soon woke up. She was so dazed that she didn't know what was happening. Seeing that the person holding her was her mother, she subconsciously shouted: "Mom, I want to relieve my little hands."

"What are you doing outside to untie your hands? There is a urine pail under the bed. Why did you sneak into the hall alone just now? You scared me to death."

"Mom, I don't know either."

At this time, Han Yuerong was completely awake and looked back at the open bedroom door and the piece of white cloth lying on the door panel through the moonlight outside the door.

There was nothing unusual about the white cloth, and Han Yuerong didn't feel scared.

The person lying under the white cloth was her father. Although she was seven or eight years old at this time, she had not yet gone to school. She only knew that people could never stand up again after death, and she had no idea about ghosts and gods.

The mother and daughter quickly closed the bedroom door again and rustled inside for a while. Just when Su Hao fell into a drowsy sleep, the bedroom door was opened again.

Mrs. Han, who was holding an oil lamp with a confused look on her face, appeared at the door of the room. She slowly came to the door panel and stood there without saying a word for a while. She just stared at the white cloth on the door panel and said quietly: "Old Han, is that you? "

"Did you come back just now?"

"Don't scare us two. Han Yuerong is your daughter and we only have one child. Are you blaming me for remarrying? I remarried so that Han Yuerong could go to school and for the child to have a future. If you blame me, then Blame me."

"My family still owes a few yuan in foreign debt. The creditors will come to visit in a few days. I have no other way to make money. If I don't remarry, I will starve to death. You shouldn't blame me, wuwuwu..."

Su Hao was very depressed when he heard this. He never thought that his little experiment could make the other party so sad.

He had previously asked several old ghosts in the Yao family ancestral hall to ask his descendants to come over and take care of the mother and daughter through their dreams. He did not know whether the other ghosts had succeeded in their dreams.

This suppressed and sad confession lasted for seven or eight minutes. Xu poured out all the pressure in her heart. At this time, Mrs. Han's face became more determined than before. Finally, she blew out the oil lamp and entered the bedroom.

On the second day, the neighbors who had received the instructions returned to Han's house again and dragged a thin black lacquered coffin in on a cart. Then they knelt down again and a few coolie men lifted the coffin up with ropes. He kept shouting and walked out of the Han family gate.

There was a crowd of people watching all around. The Han family's mother and daughter followed the coffin in mourning clothes and were silent all the way.

Su Hao learned from the previous conversation that he was going to be carried to the mass grave in the north of the city for burial.

If you are a more particular big family, there must be at least three or four days between encoffining and burial. This is to leave enough time for relatives from far away to come back to see the deceased for the last time. If it is winter, the body is not easy to decay, and this time can be up to seven days.

But the Han family is just a lower-class family with no relatives who came to the city from the countryside to work hard. The relatives in the hometown were not notified at all, and there was not so much care. The dead were dead, but the living had to continue to live. They were buried in a hurry just one day after the coffin. The best choice.

Su Hao was not interested in joining in the fun. What's more important was that the sun was shining brightly outside. Yin souls were born as yin and the sun was yang. Almost all yin souls were afraid of the sun.

Su Hao prefers a cooler and darker place.

As for the mass graves in the north of the city, there is also a Dog King Temple. It is said to be a very gloomy place. After Su Hao stabilizes, he will definitely go there to have a closer look.

By noon, the funeral procession returned.

The Han family couldn't afford to pay for the coffin or the labor. In the end, under the comments of a group of neighbors, they asked everyone to pick out a few pieces of intact furniture and leave.

Less than two days after Lao Han's death, most of the furniture in the Han family's living room is now missing, and even Mrs. Han's dressing table has not been spared.

At dusk, the fat woman who had offered incense in the Yao family ancestral hall finally appeared at the Han family.

She glanced left and right, then carefully took a bamboo basket and rushed in quickly, "Girl of the Han family, I have something to discuss with you, can you go to the back room?"

Although Mrs. Han is dressed splendidly and is not full of jewels, at least she is well-dressed, but people who work in their profession are often scolded in the spine. Although the Han family is poor, they are decent people with good morals. He was obviously a head taller than her.

At this time, Mrs. Han had lost her energy after a day of tossing, and led the person directly into the bedroom in a dazed state.

The fat woman got straight to the point, "Girl of the Han family, the third store in Huajie Alley belongs to our family. Although we live close to each other, there has not been much contact between our two families. Today I heard someone said that your man died of illness. Sadly, I discussed it with my shopkeeper and decided to come over and see if there is anything you need our help with."

At this time, Su Hao was also eavesdropping.

This arrangement was secretly made by him.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Han's face suddenly changed after hearing the fat woman's introduction. Her previous politeness and politeness disappeared instantly. She stood up and kept pushing the latter outward, "What are you doing here? Our family doesn't owe you any money, right?" ?”

The fat woman held the bamboo basket in front of her, and a piece of black cloth covering it fell down. It turned out to be half a basket of local eggs. "Sister, listen to me first. I don't mean any harm. These eggs are from outside by our shopkeeper." I bought it and brought it here specially for your child today. The child is only seven or eight years old. It is the time when the body is growing. No one can hurt the child."

When Mrs. Han mentioned the child, her pushing movements stopped.

The latter placed the basket on the ground next to him and took out two oceans from his arms. "These two oceans are lent to you by our family to tide you over. You can repay them when it is convenient in the future. You don't have to endure those debt collectors." Face."

Mrs. Han did not take the ocean from the other party's hand, but said with a cold face: "Other people have no good intentions, is your family just kind-hearted? Don't think that I don't know your secret plan, lend me two oceans today to pay off the debt, and the next day Just come here to collect the debt. If you still don’t pay the money by then, are you going to force me to go to your house to sell it?”

"Although my Han family is poor, we are still a decent family. I don't want to humiliate our ancestors. Let me go. I don't dare to ask for your family's money. If the neighbors see you coming to my house, I don't know what they will think. Put this basket of eggs Take that too.”

This time, Mrs. Han directly pushed the other party from the bedroom to the living room.

The fat woman's expression changed, and she remembered a strange dream she had last night. In the dream, their ancestors of the Yao family told them that the Han family was in trouble now, so they could help if they could, so as to save some virtue for the Yao family. It's a deal that no one likes.

The more people engage in these crooked businesses, the more superstitious they become.

After discussing it with her shopkeeper, the fat woman decided that she would rather believe that it was there than believe that it was not, so it would be better to take a trip.

However, they did not intend to help in vain. The two of them discussed a clever plan at home, which was to encourage Mrs. Han to work part-time at their Yaojia store and use the money from selling meat to repay their debts.

In this way, the lives of the Han family's mother and daughter are settled. While they are making money, they are also helping each other, and their ancestors can easily explain it to them. It can be said that they kill two birds with one stone.

Who knows, Mrs. Han would rather give in than surrender.

She wasn't even given a chance to finish her sentence.

Seeing that she was about to be pushed to the door of the hospital, the fat woman stopped pretending and directly showed her cards, "Sister, I have one last thing to say. If you have trouble in the future, you can come to our Yao's store. Other stores charge higher commissions. The prostitutes in the store are always beaten or scolded, so we can let you take half a point more. If you don't want to pick up the customers in our store, you can also bring the customers back, it's close anyway."

"You happen to be 24 or 30 years old now. Although you are not as skinny as a girl of [-] or [-] years old, you are still as good as those hardworking men. While there are still people who want it, seize the time to make some money. Don't wait until you are [-] years old. When the time comes, it won’t be sold at this price, that’s all.”

The fat woman glanced triumphantly at the neighbors who were huddled at the courtyard entrance, shook her sleeves without shame, and turned around to leave the Han family courtyard.

What she said just now actually had an ulterior motive, and she deliberately said it loudly for the neighbors to hear.

You know, generally it’s not that there are obstacles that cannot be overcome, but that no woman is willing to come out to sell. The main reason is that the psychological hurdles cannot be overcome. And even if they are selling, they will not choose to sell at home, but will go far away and hide somewhere. A place where people know each other.

Because I can't afford to lose this person.

She deliberately tore off Mrs. Han's face in public in an attempt to break down the other party's psychological defense. In the future, when the other party ran out of rice to eat, she would use both soft and hard tactics to say a few nice words, and the fish would take the bait.

Having been in this business for more than ten years, I still have this bit of experience.

As for coming around and pointing fingers at the neighbors, that doesn't exist for the fat woman.

If you are noble and chaste, it is because your man is still there and he is not hungry yet. When you really get to that point, there will be people who are willing to sell their bodies, not to mention their lives.

In her eyes, although Mrs. Han has an average appearance, she is better because she is plump and only 25 years old. She is not too old. If she is dressed up a little and is average, she can still sell it at a reasonable price. If the single price is not enough, you can make it up by using the number of times. .

Before leaving, Mrs. Han deliberately dropped the blue egg.

After she left, the neighbors who were watching at the door all stood up and said, "Sister, don't listen to her. They are forcing girls into prostitution without shame. Sooner or later, they will be punished for making dirty money. If you encounter this one day, If you are in trouble, you can come to us. If you don’t have money, you can still do it by giving them something to eat.”

"Anyway, stay strong."

"thank you all."

Mrs. Han hugged the young Han Yuerong, squatted at the gate and began to cry.

Han Yuerong didn't understand what the fat woman said just now. She pointed at a blue egg in the corner and said flatteringly: "Mom, can we eat eggs today?"

After such an episode, a few days passed.

Old Han's first seven days were barely passable.

Debt collectors have been coming to the house one after another in the past few days, and they have moved almost everything they can. Even the small coal stove in front of the house for boiling medicine has been taken away by people from the pharmacy. The good news is that the debt has finally been paid off.

The bad news is that in three days, the food stored at home will be exhausted, and the next step will be starvation.

Aunt Wang, who had been here once before, appeared again at Han's house. A dark-skinned man about 1.7 meters tall and wearing an open vest followed Aunt Wang into the door.

Mrs. Han seemed to have been prepared. She took out the few intact porcelain bowls left in the kitchen, changed Han Yuerong into relatively new clothes, made a pot of tea and sat in the hall.

Mrs. Han glanced at the swarthy man who was staring at her with a silly smile. The expression on her face was neither shy nor sad. She just said quietly, "I have only one request. Yuerong is my and my late husband's child. She must Her surname is Han, and after I marry you, you will provide for her to go to school."

The man and Aunt Wang looked at each other, probably expecting this request, and nodded and said, "Yes."

Chapter 167 Dog King Temple

Wang Po was beaming for a moment.

After completing this order, she received a red envelope, but this red envelope belonged to the man.

"Both of you have bad luck. You are widowed in middle age and have no relatives in this city. Why don't you keep everything simple? When you get to your new home, just have a glass of wine and it will be a formality. It will also save you a lot of trouble. From now on, the young couple can support you and live a good life."

Mrs. Han frowned, "New home?"

Wang Po explained: "This is Song Geng. He rented a three-room mud house with a yard in the north of the city. The rent is much cheaper than in the city. Now that your family has only four walls, it is easy to move. What else is there for you to miss here? ?”

Song Geng mustered up the courage to hold Mrs. Han's hand on the table, "Sister, your brother is a real man. Although he doesn't have much money, he has a lot of strength. I will be more diligent after I am at the dock. It will not be a problem to support you two. Yue Rong, I She will treat her as her own, and we hope she will be able to provide for us in her old age when she becomes successful."

Mrs. Han did not withdraw her hand, but their eyes collided in the air, causing a blush on Mrs. Han's face.

The dead have gone, but those left behind still live well.

Presumably Old Han has a soul in heaven and will not object to this marriage.

Mrs. Han turned her head and glanced at the spiritual tablets on the altar table. She felt an inexplicable sense of relief in her heart, and the burden on her shoulders seemed to be greatly reduced.

Since everything was kept simple and the few people no longer hesitated, Song Geng went to the dock and called a group of coolie men like him to move the luggage here to his new home in the north of the city using carts and poles. Su Hao's soul shrank in the spirit tablet. , hidden in a basket by Mrs. Han.

That night, Song Geng ordered a banquet and entertained a group of colleagues in the earth-walled courtyard. Everyone sent the two people into the bridal chamber amidst the noise.

Han Yuerong's identity was very embarrassing at the moment. She had become an extra. It was not convenient for her to show her face during the entire banquet. She had been locked in the bedroom next to her. The three tile-roofed houses in the small courtyard were quite spacious.

In the middle is the living room, with a bedroom on the left and right sides.

The kitchen is built in the courtyard.

The bedroom on the far left was reserved for Han Yuerong, which did not mean she had been wronged.

But her father had just left and her mother had a new love. She could no longer sleep with her at night. A feeling of loss and confusion filled her entire face.

She was lying alone on the table in the bedroom, her little head clasped with her arms, and her eyes were looking at a spiritual tablet beside the wall. This spiritual tablet belonged to her biological father. Mrs. Han secretly brought it over when she moved, and it is now resting on the wall. There are no incense offerings on the earthen jars.

Su Hao came out of the spirit tablet early, and when it got dark, he slipped out of the bedroom.

The group of coolies who came to have a drink in the courtyard dispersed, leaving a table full of messy cups and plates. Su Hao walked around the courtyard wall made of dirt and gained a new understanding of the north of the city.

It is indeed much more desolate here than in the city.

It seems that the Dog King Temple is in the north of the city.

Originally, Su Hao thought he had found a long-term den for offering food, but he didn't expect that just a few days later, the food was immediately cut off. He was going to drink from the northwest wind next?

It would be better to stay in the previous Yao family ancestral hall.

He walked around the earthen wall and finally came to the window of the master bedroom on the far right. After becoming a soul, he also inherited his five senses and abilities. He could hear strange sounds coming from the bedroom without much effort. sound.

Su Hao stayed outside the window for a while and had no interest in continuing to listen. If he wanted to, he could even walk in directly through the wall and observe the scene.