The message was from Meng’s mother.

Zhou Wenxiu and Yang's father divorced.

After Yang Liu's death, Zhou Wenxiu became delirious. Yang's father couldn't stand Zhou Wenxiu like this and moved out.

Just yesterday, the two divorced.

Yang's father was still somewhat humane. He left Zhou Wenxiu a pension and a house, which was considered a fair and reasonable separation.

Now Zhou Wenxiu has really become a loner, with no one to rely on in his old age.

She has no children, so what is the use of all this money and house?

Meng's mother learned about Zhou Wenxiu's divorce from her relatives. She was a little worried and went to Zhou Wenxiu's residence.

Mother Meng knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened the door, but there was a burning smell in the house. Mother Meng was worried and called people from the fire brigade to pry open the door.

The chicken stewed in the kitchen had burned out, and the smell of smoke in the house was pungent. The firefighters quickly opened the windows to ventilate the room.

Meng's mother went to look for Zhou Wenxiu in the bedroom. When she opened the door of Zhou Wenxiu's bedroom and saw the scene inside, she was shocked.

It was broad daylight, and the house was filled with gloom. Zhou Wenxiu was doing some rituals in the house, raising little ghosts.

The little devil in the glass bottle is scary to look at.

The so-called imps are just children who died young.

Mother Meng screamed in fright, alarming Zhou Wenxiu who was kneeling on the mat.

Zhou Wenxiu suddenly opened his eyes, the look in his eyes could give people nightmares.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Mother Meng's face turned pale when she saw the ashes on the table and the birth date placed on the table.

That's Meng Ning's birth date.

Zhou Wenxiu has been cursing Meng Ning.

Mother Meng could not believe that Zhou Wenxiu hated Meng Ning so much.

There was obviously something wrong with Zhou Wenxiu's mental state.

Zhou Wenxiu didn't yell when he saw Meng's mother, as if he didn't know her and was extremely strange.

When Meng Ning arrived, everything in Zhou Wenxiu's house had been packed away by the firefighters, and people from the police station also arrived.

It was a neighbor who called the police.

Zhou Wenxiu raised a little ghost and put an urn at home. How could this neighbor agree? Isn't this like living with the dead? It's scary to think about it.

It is expressly stipulated that these cannot be placed in the home, let alone the feudal superstition of raising imps, which must be completely eradicated.

The gangsters from the police station cleaned up the messy things in the house, but Zhou Wenxiu didn't respond. When they wanted to take away Yangliu's ashes, Zhou Wenxiu exploded.

"Don't touch my daughter's ashes." Zhou Wenxiu hugged the urn tightly: "No one can touch my daughter, and you can't disturb my daughter's sleep."

The policeman was in a dilemma: "Zhou Wenxiu, you have to consider the feelings of your neighbors when placing ashes at home. You find a geomantic treasure land for your daughter to bury, and she will be laid to rest. That's not very good."

The neighbors were very angry about Zhou Wenxiu placing ashes at home: "Zhou Wenxiu, you can't be too immoral. How can the dead live with the living? It's not scary. This is a residential area, isn't it? Cemetery.”

"Yes, if this spreads out, the housing prices in our community will definitely fall. Who will be responsible for this loss?"

"It's scary to think about living in the same building as a dead person."

"You're still raising a kid. That's a child that died in infancy. If you don't want to be buried in the ground, you won't be afraid that the child will come to you with grievances."

Everyone urged Zhou Wenxiu to take away the ashes.

Mother Meng also advised: "Sister, let's just let the willow be buried for peace, okay?"

Meng Ning stood aside and said nothing. It was not her turn to say anything. She even walked away alone without wanting to see what would happen next.

Meng Ning waited for Meng's mother in the car at the gate of the community. After about an hour, Meng's mother came downstairs and the matter was resolved.

Meng Ning opened the door, and Meng's mother walked in with a tired look on her face.

Meng Ning asked: "Mom, how to deal with it?"

"The police took your aunt and ashes back to the police station first. Your aunt refused to bury Yang Liu's ashes, and the neighbors refused to let go." Mother Meng looked at Meng Ning, her eyes a little red: "Xiao Ning, look It makes me feel bad to see your aunt like this."

They are all mothers, and Meng’s mother can understand the heart of being a mother.

Just now, Zhou Wenxiu was holding the urn and refused to let go. The neighbors were pushing and pushing, and the urn fell to the ground. Zhou Wenxiu's crazy and collapsed look was heartbreaking to watch.

Meng Ning said nothing, so what could she say?

Meng Ning started the car and went back. Along the way, both mother and daughter were silent and not very interested.

When she got home, Meng Ning saw the bouquet of cherries on the table and immediately knew that Fu Tingxiu was back.

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