dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The cold wind howled and the snow fluttered.

After the three of Hua Jiunan fell asleep, the deaf mother-in-law brought the rest to the small courtyard.

The old man walked slowly to the pine tree, weeping silently.

"Hey, after Mr. Song 'Hua Qingniu' left, the family lost its backbone."

"I don't know when the old man will come back..."

Grandma Mai also sighed softly and spoke.

"Songlao Wannian has not contended with the world, and cultivated the way of tranquility and nature."

"This is true freedom and freedom!"

The deaf mother-in-law nodded slowly, and spoke softly to Zhao Aiguo who was supporting her.

"Patriotic, do you have your personal seal with you?"

"Bring it, old aunt."

Although Zhao Aiguo didn't know the deaf mother-in-law's intentions, she took it out while talking.

The deaf mother-in-law took it carefully.

"You are benefiting one side now, and the common people call you 'Zhao Qingtian'."

"This seal is blessed with vows, and it can drive away ghosts and evil spirits."

"Put it on Zhao Fei's child in a while to protect his life."

Chang Huaiyuan, who was dressed in white and snowy, looked at the big seal with Zhao Aiguo's name engraved on it, showing respect.

"What a 'Wan Min Yin', what a parent official!"

When Hua Jiunan and the others woke up, it was already late at night.

A sumptuous dinner has been prepared long ago, but the deaf mother-in-law, grandma Mai, and Chang Huaiyuan were not there.

Seeing the question of the "three little ones", Zhao Aiguo opened his mouth to explain.

"Old aunt, old god, they are going to Maishan to prepare first."

"After dinner, Master Eight will send you there."

Chen Daji still looked heartless, as if he didn't feel that "passing the yin" was a terrible thing.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and cook!"

"It's cold in the mountains, don't freeze grandma after a long time!"

Chen Fu looked at his "silly son", and forced himself to speak with worry.

"Little brat, you...you have to be careful, your mother and I are waiting for you at home."

Chen Daji looked up for a moment, as if he saw tears flashing in Chen Fu's eyes.

"Dad, are you afraid that I won't come back and die in the underworld?"

Hearing what Chen Dage said, Chen Fu hurriedly vomited.

"Bah, bah, bah! A child's speech is so blatant, it's all a fart!"

"You little bastard, can't you tell yourself to order!"

Seeing his nervous look, Chen Daji scratched his head embarrassingly.

"Dad, don't worry about me."

"Don't be afraid of death, just go to Maishan to marry a wife...Wives, hehe!"

Chen Fu couldn't understand Chen Daji's "smelly fart" appearance, so he reached out and knocked him hard on the head.

"Little brat, are you so stupid!"

"I've heard the old aunt say that if you die in the Yin, you will lose your soul, so how can you go to Maishan!"

Only then did Chen Daji realize the seriousness of the matter, and he couldn't help shrinking back a little.

"Fuck! Is there any other explanation here?"

"We can't talk now, before it's too late..."

Seeing that Chen Daji was only thinking of his daughter-in-law in his heart and didn't think about himself at all, Chen Fu couldn't help but "burned with anger".

"It's too late! Don't worry, little bastard!"

"Your mother and I have completed the procedures for the second child!"

Chen Daji was stunned.

"Dad, you are too much..."

On the other side, Zhao Aiguo stuffed his own seal into Zhao Fei's hand, and told him softly.

"Son, be careful yourself!"

Zhao Fei nodded deeply.

"Well, I see, Dad!"

After speaking, the two hugged tightly.

The deep affection between father and son of the old Zhao family is in stark contrast to the old Chen family's "benevolent father and filial piety".

At such a sensational time, Chen Daji had to come out and spoil the atmosphere.

"Uncle Patriotic, may I ask you something?"

"When my dad went to set up the second-child quota, didn't you follow along and set up one?!"

Ba Ye Chang laughed out loud when he heard this, and carried Hua Jiunan and the three of them on his back towards Maishan.

"Daji, you little bastard, what a shame!"

The moment Hua Jiunan left, Xiao Wuxin, who was sleeping on the kang, suddenly woke up.

After sitting up abruptly, he looked into the distance with puzzled eyes.

"Namo Amitabha."

"Where are you going, bro?"

"Why don't you take me with you?"