Longmai, he ran away with someone

Yuan Zhengqi came over and took a look: "It's all paper money."

Zhao Wencai heard it, but felt a little disappointed: "Last month happened to be the anniversary of my adoptive father's death. Maybe it was left over after my adoptive mother went to the grave."

Song Tianfeng ordered some paper money, and the yellow paper was a little rough: "Isn't this, can I have a relationship with a ghost?"

To put it bluntly, it doesn't make much sense.

His eyes were meaningful and gave an obvious hint.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wencai received the message incorrectly: "I didn't do anything to offend my adoptive father. We have a good relationship. Why does he want to hurt me and Huiwen?"

Song Tianfeng stuffed the paper money into Zhao Wencai's arms, found a chair and sat down: "That's not what I meant."

Zhao Wencai didn't know why he thought that way just now, so he scratched his head now.

Zhao's mother snatched the paper money and stuffed it indiscriminately: "These things are dirty, don't touch them."

Song Tianfeng looked at Mother Zhao's face, in a trance, as if he had seen her whole life.

"Didn't you come across anything interesting when you went to the grave? For example... what did you see, what did you pick up?" Song Tianfeng already knew what happened when he saw Zhao's mother. ten.But rather than revealing the mystery all at once, he still likes the feeling of a hunter playing with his prey.With words, watching the other person become anxious and panic little by little.

Song Cheng suddenly poked Song Tianfeng: "Bong Feng is bad."

Song Tianfeng was surprised: "What's wrong with me?"

"It's a bad laugh."

Song Tianfeng touched the corner of his mouth: "You are very sensitive."

Zhao's mother looked at Song Tianfeng in a wrong way: "I didn't pick up anything, and I didn't touch anything. If I encounter something in a place like a tomb, it can only be a ghost." Her tone was light.

Song Tianfeng stopped talking, turned his head and asked Song Cheng in a low voice, "Did you see anything?"

Song Cheng stared at Mother Zhao for a while: "I saw a thread."

A black thread was drawn from Zhao's mother and connected to Jiang Huiwen's body.

Mother Zhao entered the kitchen, and Song Tianfeng sat for a while: "I'll go see your wife."

Jiang Huiwen was sitting on the bed at this time, without any movement, as if he had let go of his thoughts.When I saw them go in, I came back to my senses and smiled.

Meeting Song Tianfeng's eyes, Jiang Huiwen suddenly said to Zhao Wencai: "Go and help Mom."

Zhao Wencai nodded: "That works."

Song Tianfeng sat down on the chair in the room, and Song Cheng followed closely.

"Thank you, master, for your willingness to help." Jiang Huiwen said softly. "Looking at your eyes just now, it seems that you have any questions to ask me?"

"Zhao Wencai told you, let me tell him, is it because of his adoptive mother that you encountered such a thing this time?"

Jiang Huiwen lowered her head slightly: "I said it."

She was silent for a while and then asked: "Master can see through people's fate, can't he?"

"not only."

"Master, can you see the entanglement between the three of us? Me, Zhao Wencai, and his adoptive mother."

Song Tianfeng had a deep meaning: "I can't tell it clearly, but combining the faces of the three of you, and what happened this time, it's not difficult to guess."

Jiang Huiwen smiled: "For my life, I will tell Master everything I have learned."

She paused for a moment, as if she was slowly gathering her thoughts: "Zhao Wencai's adoptive mother is Wang Chunlian." When she called her name directly, her tone was quite indifferent. "I have a child fetish."

Song Tianfeng had never heard of this word, but he could probably understand it.

"As far as I know, she and Zhao Wencai's adoptive father were married twice. Because Zhao Wencai's adoptive father is infertile, he went to an orphanage and adopted Zhao Wencai."

"She has extraordinary concern for this unrelated son." As if thinking of something, Jiang Huiwen frowned, feeling a little disgusted. "We lived together for a while when we first got married. Zhao Wencai was still a small employee at that time, working in the company every day. Zhao Wencai's adoptive mother would prepare meals every day and send them to the company."

"She washes all of Zhao Wencai's clothes by hand, even some close-fitting items."

"Usually there are some bumps and bumps, and I will be very nervous. How should I put it, in her eyes, her son is probably a person made of ceramics, and it will be broken if he is not careful."

"One night when I got up to go to the bathroom, I saw her sitting on the sofa, looking at photos of Zhao Wencai. Then I kissed each other one by one. After that, I found that she did this every night."

Yuan Zhengqi was a little hesitant: "Probably just... love children more?" But it doesn't make sense, since it's not his own child, why did he have such strong affection?

It's not like treating your own son, as if you are treating your lover.

"However, Zhao Wencai's adoptive father was not used to living there, so he took her back to his hometown. He didn't come back until I was pregnant. During my pregnancy, she took good care of me, even more than before. Zhao Wencai is a good person, put me first in everything."

"I thought it was a bit strange at the time. After the child was born, she ignored me again and turned to Xinxin. I realized that I was just a reproductive tool in her eyes."

"With my baby grandson, I don't matter anymore."

Yuan Zhengqi felt strange: "I heard from Zhao Wencai that the relationship between the two of you is very good."

Jiang Huiwen's tone was very cold, with some sarcasm: "Two women who can act together act together, what can he see?"

Song Tianfeng pointed out: "You love Zhao Wencai very much."

Jiang Huiwen smiled wryly, with a trace of memory in his voice: "Zhao Wencai and I have been in the same school since junior high school, and we have been together since high school. It has been more than ten years now. He treats me very well and loves me very much." Me, all these years have not changed for me."

"Anyway, we don't usually live together, and she won't interfere with my life. Since that's the case, I don't need to destroy the happiness I cherish by myself."

Yuan Zhengqi felt a little unbelievable, and also felt that Zhao Wencai was a little pitiful—if this was all true.

"Zhao Wencai doesn't know about these things. If I speak out, will it be of some help to the master? I didn't want to pay attention to it in the past, but now it seems that if I continue to ignore it, my life will be gone."

Song Tianfeng didn't answer, just said: "With me here, you can't lose your life."

Mother Zhao's food was ready, and everyone went out to eat. Song Tianfeng took a bite and put down his chopsticks calmly.

Zhao Wencai was puzzled: "Is the food not to your liking?"

Song Tianfeng shook his head with a smile: "Recently, I have a bad stomach, and I have no taste in anything I eat, and some have no appetite. You eat, and I'll go out for a walk."

He got up, and Song Cheng also got up, and Yuan Zhengqi greeted the two of them: "It's okay, my grandpa just eats nothing good recently, Song Cheng can't leave my grandpa for a moment, don't worry about it, we eat by ourselves .”

It was rare for Song Cheng to take the initiative to speak: "That woman just now was bad."

Song Tianfeng was not surprised and asked, "What did you see?"

"I saw her find someone to tie the woman on the bed."

This answer was somewhat beyond Song Tianfeng's expectation, seeing the thread was like him, he could discern the energy of the world without opening his eyes.But now it seems that Song Cheng wants to go to the next level?

His face was a little dignified: "What else did you see?"

Song Cheng shook his head: "Not anymore."

Song Tianfeng frowned and thought: "I've never heard of someone being able to directly see people passing by." When his master taught him that many people in the world have special talents, he didn't mention this kind of thing.

Song Cheng thought that Song Tianfeng was angry, and felt a little nervous: "Fengfeng, don't be angry, I will definitely see more next time."

Song Tianfeng turned around and laughed dumbfoundedly: "I'm already surprised that you can see this, but I don't want you to see more. The more you get, the more you have to pay."

Seeing Song Cheng smiled happily because of his own words, Song Tianfeng was taken aback for a moment: "Tell me, why are you so attached to me? Follow me closely all the time."

"Bong Feng has a nice smell."

Song Tianfeng was skeptical: "What flavor can I have?"

Song Cheng did not say: a delicious taste.

"The Shangqingguan is still deserted now, it doesn't matter if you are so clingy. When there are more guests in the future, you can't be like this."

"You have a lot of appearance because girls like it. When the time comes, you will stand at the door and attract customers for me, you know?"

Song Cheng refused with a full face: "I don't want to leave Fengfeng, I want to stand by your side." He felt very comfortable when he smelled that good smell.

Song Tianfeng hummed: "That's up to you, you have to listen to me whatever I say."

In the afternoon, Song Tianfeng proposed to go to the tomb of Zhao Guobing, Zhao Wencai's adoptive father.

"Alright, because I was busy last month, I couldn't make it back on my father's death day. Maybe he was angry." Zhao Wencai likes Zhao Guobing very much. Zhao Guobing is honest and honest. Treat it like your own.

Zhao's mother was a little embarrassed: "You better not go?"

"Why?"

"It just rained yesterday. The mountain road is not easy to walk, and it's very muddy. Your father loved you the most when he was alive. You won't blame you if you don't go."

Zhao Wencai shook his head: "That's okay, don't you have overshoes at home, just wear those."

Mother Zhao still grabbed his shoulder and said, "Don't go!"

Zhao Wencai felt very strange: "Why are you so weird today?"

Mother Zhao gritted her teeth: "There are dirty things there, don't go there!"

Zhao Wencai didn't care: "Master is here, I have nothing to fear. Don't worry."

He found overshoes to change into and was about to go out. Mother Zhao stomped her feet angrily, but she was still helpless.

She wanted to follow, but remembered what the man said.

"I've cheated you now. Don't go there again. If you go, the deception will be seen through, and I can't help you. "