[Red Mansion] Koi Jia Hu

Zhang Yu's expression froze in an instant, and cracked in the next second.

He clutched his chest, panting with his mouth wide open, like an asthmatic.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on him and Jia Hu, and they noticed all Zhang Yu's weird movements.

Zhang's mother thought that Zhang Yu was too sad to breathe, so she ran over with a worried face, crying, "Son! Your father is gone, your brother and child are still young, and you are the only one left in the family. If something happens to you, what should we, a group of orphans and widowed mothers, do?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to have seen something unimaginable, her expression suddenly became very distorted, and at the same time, her crying stopped abruptly.

Jia Hu looked at this, looked at that, and asked with a hint of strangeness in his concerned tone, "Uncle, grandma, what's wrong with your faces?"

It turns out that people's faces can be twisted so horribly?

"Mother? Brother?" Mrs. Zhang called out to the two of them uneasily.

It must be too sad, the eldest brother and mother have problems one after another.Thinking this way in her heart, Mrs. Zhang kept telling herself to hold on and never fall down!

Raising her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, she struggled to support her stomach to prepare to go, and then she raised her foot, when Zhang's mother and Zhang Yu suddenly screamed in unison.

Zhang Yu: "Ah!! Ghost! There is a ghost!"

Zhang's mother: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It's a fraudulent corpse!"

Father Zhang covered his aching ears with both hands, and sat up with a dark face.

Now, everyone in the room saw his "deceived corpse".

First, there was a sound of jaws hitting the ground, and then the sound of eyeballs falling off the frame, and the next moment, the screams in the room were raised to another floor.

Zhang's mother ran to Mrs. Zhang's side in the blink of an eye, grabbed the man's hand and ran out the door, shouting for him while running. "Come here! The master cheated the corpse! Quickly invite the Taoist priests who practice the law!"

Fei Xin, Liu NaiNiang and other servants of the Zhang family were also not slow.

A group of people ran at the fastest speed in their lives, bringing a burst of artificial indoor wind.In the blink of an eye, apart from Jia Hu and Father Zhang, there was no one else to be seen.

Jia Hu: 0.0

Father Zhang: "..."

When he came outside, he searched around and saw Jia Hu's figure, Zhang was very anxious, and shouted: "Hu'er, Hu'er hasn't come out yet!"

As soon as the words came out, Zhang Tiao, who happened to run outside the door, also remembered that Jia Hu was still on the bed, and suddenly turned around sharply, rushing towards the bed like a gust of wind.

He quickly grabbed the quilt and threw it on Zhang's father's face, and under Jia Hu's blank eyes, he mentioned him and turned around and slipped away.

"It's dangerous. Fortunately, I reacted quickly." Bringing Jia Hu safely in front of Zhang, Zhang Zhen wiped off his cold sweat. "I'll close the door, don't let my father's body run out."

Mother Zhang beat her chest, weeping uncontrollably. "There are so many people locked up, why is it that our master is the only one who comes out lying down in a serious illness? That's all, but not only did he lose his breath when he got home, but now he can't even die safely."

Covering her face and weeping, Mrs. Zhang speculated: "If you think about it, he must have been plotted against by a black-hearted treacherous person in prison."

"My lord, why is your life so hard!" Mother Zhang was distraught.

Zhang Tiao locked the door and came back, with infinite worries in his heart. "What I'm most afraid of is that someone with a heart in the court will make a fuss about it and slander His Majesty, causing our Zhang family to fall to pieces."

Hearing this, a shadow was cast over everyone's hearts, and their expressions looked worried.

What are you talking about?Jia Huzhang'er's monk couldn't figure it out, and the more he listened, the more confused he became.

"What is a fake corpse?" Jia Hu looked at Zhang Shi and asked, then looked at Zhang Tong and asked again. "Why do you run away? Also, why did uncle lock grandfather in the house?"

Everyone sighed heavily, not knowing how to explain it to Jia Hu.

Inside, Father Zhang's body was as stiff as a stone, his face was blue and white, he mechanically took off the quilt covering his face, and stared straight at the door that was locked from the outside.

He took a deep breath, gathered all the strength in his body, and shouted towards the outside of the house: "Nizi, get back!"

The sudden male voice interjected, and the crying and talking around Jia Hu stopped instantly, so quiet that a needle could be heard.

After a while, Zhang Tiao gave a dry cough and asked, "The corpse... can talk?"

No one answered his question. Seeing that he was waiting for an answer online, Jia Hu thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said, "Probably not."

Fish carcasses can't speak, and most people can't either.

"Then, why can the corpse inside do it?" Zhang Hao didn't dare to think deeply.

Jia Hu looked like a grown-up, and corrected him solemnly: "That's my grandfather, you can't say it's a corpse. Uncle, if you say that, my grandfather will be angry when he hears it."

He hammered his head and said frantically: "But I checked clearly, his breathing and heartbeat were both stopped. Could it be that he is still alive like this?"

"Hu'er doesn't know about other people." Jia Hu shook his head first, then nodded in affirmation: "But my grandfather really didn't die just now."

Zhang Yan scratched his head and scratched his hair, and shouted in disbelief: "Impossible, how is this possible?"

At this time, Zhang's father gathered his strength and let out a second round of roaring. "What are you yelling about outside? It doesn't matter whether you come back or not. The important thing is to return the old man and grandson!"

Zhang Tiao shrank his neck in fear, and planned to open the door to find out after making mental preparations.Unexpectedly, when Jia Hu heard the last sentence of the old man, his eyes sparkled, and he rushed to the door in a blink of an eye.

He was short, so even if he stood on tiptoe, he couldn't touch the lock on the door, so he had to lie on the door like a cat and scratch the door with his little paws.

"Grandfather, Hu'er can't open the door, can't get in." Jia Hu pouted, looking extremely aggrieved.

In the room, Zhang's father reflexively opened his mouth and shouted: "Stinky boy, why don't you open the door soon, didn't you hear that my good grandson is about to cry?"

"I didn't cry." Jia Hu corrected in a milky voice when she heard it.

It happened only three times, and Zhang's father yelled at Zhang Tiao three times. Even though he still felt that the resurrection of the dead was nothing like a fairy tale, he still swallowed his saliva and came to the door. Trembling, he took off the lock.

The door opened with a creak, and he cautiously poked half his head in, and was immediately slapped by Zhang's father, making Zhang Tiao shiver in fright.

Zhang's father grabbed Zhang Tiao's ear, gasped for breath and scolded, "You bastard, who did you say is a ghost just now! It's too late!" Although he came back to life, his body was in a weak state after all, and it took a lot of energy to survive. He went down to the door, but he was exhausted.

Opening his mouth wide, he stared fixedly at Zhang's father. Suddenly, Zhang Tiao's tears poured down like rain, and he was out of breath from crying.

It's not that Zhang's father hurt him, but that he felt the warmth of a living person from Zhang's father's hand just now.Looking at the way Zhang's father was panting, even if it was unimaginable that he would be brought back to life, Zhang Yan had to admit that his father was indeed alive!

This cry is a cry of joy and tears!

"Father, father... the child is so happy... so happy... it's good that you are still alive..."

Zhang Tiao laughed like a fool with tears in his eyes, reached out to support Zhang's father's arm, and slapped him again.

"What's it called? Soul?" Zhang's father snorted coldly with a dark face: "Just now you actually grabbed Hu'er by the collar and carried him all the way outside the door. How can you compensate me for hurting me!"

Why does this sentence sound weird?

Zhang Hao ignored the strangeness in his heart, and admitted his mistake very simply: "I know my mistake, didn't I misunderstand father, you cheated the corpse, and you were in a hurry?"

He smiled awkwardly and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve. "I'll help you back to bed and lie down."

Hearing this, Jia Hu jumped out from behind him, held Father Zhang's other hand, and said with a smile, "Hu'er is helping Grandfather too!"

The child's ruddy lips were smiling like crescent moons, and his whole body was like a cotton candy, soft and sweet, and extremely pleasant.

Zhang's father glared at Zhang Tiao angrily, then turned his head to look at Jia Hu, and laughed all over his face.

He lightly rubbed Jia Hu's little head, and praised: "Hu'er is so good, let's go inside."

When the figures of Jia Hu and the three disappeared in front of the door, the members of the Zhang family who were stunned outside came back from the shock.

They look at me, I look at you, their expressions are in a trance, and it feels like everything is in a dream.

After a while, a group of dizzy people moved their legs, floating into the house like wandering spirits.

Surrounded by the bed, more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at Father Zhang without blinking, and their eyes were fixed.

This scene looked very interesting, Jia Hu hid behind Zhang's father, covered his mouth and laughed.

Father Zhang touched his arm uncomfortably, "Have you seen enough?"

Mother Zhang shook her head in a daze, and stammered and asked, "Master, master, are you really alive?"

The shocked Zhang took a deep breath to calm down, and asked, "Father, what's going on? My daughter's mind is in a mess, and she still can't figure out the situation."

"It's not just you, I can't figure out what happened?" Zhang Yan covered his thumping heart and said, "Come back to life, if you go out to the capital, you must fry the pot!"

Father Zhang pulled Jia Hu out from behind and looked at him like a big baby. "It's all thanks to Hu'er."

Jia Hu braided Zhang's father's long beard and braided her hair, and said without raising her head, "Well, it was Hu'er who woke me up. I wanted to tell my mother that my grandfather was not dead, but you were all crying and ignored me."

Fei Xin often braids in front of him. This braiding skill was learned by Jia Hu based on observation.

Father Zhang let him play with his precious beard, and asked in a soft voice: "Can Hu'er tell grandfather, how did you know that grandfather is not really dead?"

Jia Hu blurted out the answer without thinking, "I just know! I don't know why."

Looking at his innocent and innocent appearance, Father Zhang understood that Jia Hu himself hadn't figured out the reason, and there was no answer to this question for the time being.

"If you don't know, you don't know. The important thing is that you saved your grandfather." He smiled kindly and warmly, put his arms around Jia Hu and said sincerely: "Thank you, Hu'er."

This child must be very lucky, and his background is absolutely extraordinary!

Jia Hu took advantage of the opportunity to rub against the old man, and replied, "You're welcome."

On the bed, the grandparents and grandchildren interacted warmly, but everyone in front of the bed was confused.

Noticing the bewilderment on their faces, Father Zhang pondered how to tell the miraculous picture related to Jia Hu he saw in the dark.