The master of metaphysics live broadcasts raising a baby online

"Hello everyone, my name is Ye Zhanmei. When my parents named me, they hoped that I would be able to smile and be in a happy mood every day, but recently I can't smile."

Shen Xi noticed that there was black energy lingering between Ye Zhanmei's eyebrows, and there was even more shadowy Yin energy around him.

She frowned slightly. Judging from Ye Zhanmei's appearance, she had not committed any sinful debt, but she had such a strong black aura...

Ye Zhanmei thought of the recent bad things and went straight to the topic without any nonsense.

"I always feel like my surroundings are spooky lately, and I'm scared to wake up every night. It's not just me, but my husband and children too."

As soon as Ye Zhanmei's words came out, it aroused various speculations among netizens in the live broadcast room.

[Gong Zi Shi Wushuang: I remembered the couple last time who said their home was haunted, and I didn’t expect them to be such a scumbag. 】

[Fox’s call: It’s upstairs. I also watched that live broadcast. 】

[Lazy Cat: It’s not such a coincidence, wait for the reversal. 】

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Ye Zhanmei also saw the barrage, and said with a hoarse voice: "I also watched that issue. I would rather my husband was really a scumbag than being scared every day now."

The audience in the live broadcast room has seen many reversals, and this time they did not rush to take sides, but waited for Ye Zhanmei to continue.

"My house is a two-family house with one staircase. I originally lived in another house, but I moved to the current house so that my children could go to kindergarten. Who knew something would happen on the day we moved."

Ye Zhanmei had been to the house here before moving, but the door opposite was always closed. She was not sure if anyone lived opposite.

Because it has been renovated a long time ago and the furniture and other items have been bought, all you need to do is move in with your luggage.

On the day of the move, she even bought some gifts to give to the neighbors upstairs, downstairs and across the street.

Everyone was friendly upstairs and downstairs, but no one answered the knock on the door.

Ye Zhanmei naturally felt that no one lived across the door, so she didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, the next day she was woken up by the strong smell of cigarette smoke. She thought there was a fire somewhere and hurriedly took her children to escape. Unexpectedly, she saw the opposite door burning gold ingots at the entrance of the stairs.

Not to mention, there are still people wearing mourning clothes and holding the portrait and crying.

Paper money was scattered everywhere at the elevator entrance, and a lot of it even landed at the door of Ye Zhanmei's house.

This was the first time Ye Zhanmei encountered this kind of thing. She felt uncomfortable immediately and immediately contacted her husband to ask him to come back.

After Ye Zhanmei's husband came back, he argued with the other party and asked them to clean up everything, otherwise they would call the police.

The other guy stopped working when he heard this, saying that his mother had suffered all her life because of her illness, and now that she was dead, of course he would let her enjoy it down there.

Ye Zhanmei was in the room with her child and did not dare to come out because of fear.

When I heard the fierce quarrel outside, I was afraid that my husband would be outnumbered, so I planned to open the door and take a look to decide whether to call the police.

Unexpectedly, he was met with a gloomy face.

I don’t know who happened to be holding the old lady’s portrait, but instead of immediately putting it back in the room, they deliberately held it and turned the door of Ye Zhanmei’s house.

As soon as Ye Zhanmei opened the door, she happened to face the old lady.

That face gives off a very mean look, with triangular eyes, a fleshless nose, and sunken cheeks, making him look very difficult to get along with.

And it was only then that she discovered that the opposite family had set up a mourning hall at home.

The room is filled with all kinds of paper electrical appliances. There are several big bags on the ground. Because the bags are transparent, you can clearly see the folded gold ingots inside.

Ye Zhan frowned and didn't dare to see what happened to her husband. He was so frightened that he immediately closed the door.

She was not that the husband and wife were birds of the same forest, flying separately when disaster struck, but she was really frightened, and she was even more afraid that her children would see the shadow of this scene.

When my three-year-old son gets naughty and makes trouble.

But not long after the door closed, Ye Zhanmei's husband entered the house with a black nose and swollen eyes.

Ye Zhanmei's husband is tall, has a good temper, and is polite to everyone. He has never blushed with anyone, and this is the first time he has been beaten.

Ye Zhanmei had a bad temper, so she stopped immediately. She was no longer afraid of getting angry. She gave her son to her husband and went to argue with her husband.

"Please clean up the elevator and the aisle in front of my house immediately, otherwise I will call the police and let the police handle it."

The other party was stopped for a few seconds by Ye Zhanmei's roar, and then he did whatever he had to do.

Ye Zhanmei was annoyed. She found the eldest person in the other party's family, and she didn't know who it was. She moved him emotionally and rationally, and wanted the other party not to have a mourning hall at home. This was too scary.

Without saying a few words, he was pushed to the ground by a woman wearing mourning clothes.

There are windows in the corridor, but when the weather is fine, the windows are opened for ventilation.

Just as a gust of wind blew by, paper money and ingots flew around, confusing Ye Zhanmei's face.

She had never experienced such anger in her whole life, and she cursed damn it angrily.

It was this curse that triggered the conflict between the two parties.

The man in mourning clothes pointed at Ye Zhanmei and cursed loudly.

"Who the hell do you think you are, little bitch? Why did it bother you if I performed a ritual for my mother?"

"Your husband was beaten just now, are you still imitating it? Do you want us to rush into your house and beat up your three-year-old son too?"

"Women are unlucky!"

"Marrying a virtuous wife, whoever has such a poor family like you is really unlucky for eight lifetimes."

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At first, it was the son of the deceased who scolded him, and then his family members pointed at Ye Zhanmei and scolded him.

Ye Zhanmei cried after being scolded and pushed several times. The other party even viciously held up the old lady's portrait to ask Ye Zhanmei to apologize.

"Apologise to my mother, otherwise she will go find you and your family tonight."

Ye Zhanmei was frightened by these words, and with the thought of people's death being the most important thing, she apologized in humiliation.

I thought this matter was over, but I didn't know that from then on, strange things would happen at home at night.

I was sleeping well in the middle of the night, and there was the sound of someone walking around the bed.

My three-year-old son, Xiao Keke, used to sleep independently, but he was woken up by surprise in the middle of the night several times.

Ye Zhanmei asked the child, and Xiao Keke said that he saw an old woman looking at him and smiling with a straight face, and said that she wanted to take him to play. When he didn't want to, the old woman got angry and wanted to pinch him.

Ye Zhanmei has learned a lot about parenting and knows that children can't lie, but they can talk nonsense.

Once or twice, I didn’t take it seriously.

Until one time she felt uncomfortable in the middle of the night and heard Little Coke crying.

When he opened the door, he found Xiao Cola's body hanging on the bed, with a painful look on his face.

Ye Zhanmei was so frightened that he immediately rushed forward, as if someone had deliberately let go of his hand. Xiao Keke's little body fell heavily to the ground, and there were purple pinch marks on his neck.

Ye Zhanmei hugged her son and was scared to death. She didn't dare to close her eyes all night.