Buried ghosts, ghost marriage contracts

The old man was so angry, but he was still very happy.

My sister's reaction was both surprising and funny: "Who are you calling sister?"

"When did I get a younger brother?"

"Besides, I'm so young, you actually call me sister, how rude."

The joy on my face gradually cooled down, her reaction was wrong........

My sister's reaction was not like the elders of the clan, like my grandfather, who were jealous of me and familiar with each other after meeting.

Her reaction was the same as my mother's, but after my sister said it again!

That is to say, she has a younger brother...but it's not me.

I hinted: "You look a lot like my sister. My sister has pigtails like you."

"Do you have a younger brother too? I guess he's not young anymore."

My sister smiled and waved her hands: "No...no."

"He is very different from you. He died before he was even one year old."

"What's his name?"

"Zhang Ah Si," my sister said as a matter of course.

"But why are you asking these questions? I warn you not to have any bad thoughts, let alone pretend to be my brother in front of my mother. Although my mother is a little confused due to grief, she is very sober when she mentions my brother."

"No... no... how could it be, you think too much." I waved my hands to explain.

"That's good," my sister muttered and went back to the room.

Our conversation attracted my mother's attention.

She kept looking outside, and after my sister entered the room, she chattered with my sister again.

Soon my sister opened the door and came out. She said to me helplessly: "Do you want to come in and sit down?"

"My mother is also a good person. Seeing you hanging around outside, she wanted you to come in for a meal. I don't know how she has seen you before."

"Come in and sit down? Then I won't be polite." I didn't refuse, because I noticed something unusual.

My mother is too much like my mother. There is no so-called blood on my mother and sister's face, and my mother and sister's behavior is different from those Zhang family members and clan elders.

My mother is almost a good person. In the past, my mother often helped people who fled famine and begged for food.

When I wanted to go in, there were footsteps not far away.

Wang Zhi dragged the injured body to chase after him. The first thing he said after he came was:

"Where are you going? And who is the woman next to you?".

One word revealed the mystery, and it was clear in an instant.

The joy could not be suppressed and burst out from the bottom of my heart. My mother and sister in front of me became very kind.

They are not fake, they are not fragments of memory!

I entered the house, and Wang Zhi followed in.

My mother and sister were cleaning in the kitchen.

Wang Zhi whispered: "What are you doing here?".

"The origins of these two women are definitely not simple. How could there be living people under such a grave? This must be the work of the Zhang family."

I looked at their backs and asked, "Do you think they are living people?".

Wang Zhi pointed to her eyes:

"According to my eyes and my judgment, they are people. As for what they are in your eyes, I don't know."

"I know that your pupils are double, and the world in your eyes is different from ours."

Are they people... I murmured a few words.

There were two people mixed in a group of residual shadows, but if they were people, it would be even more unreasonable.

They are my mother and my sister, but they don't recognize me. If they are strangers with similar looks, it doesn't make sense.

Her son is also called Zhang Asi?

That girl is exactly the same as my sister.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

Things on the Zhang family's side are far from being so simple.

I don't know when a person appeared in Yu Guangzhong, with a slightly bent body, it was my grandfather,

Grandpa smiled and said, "Curious?".