Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

Although I was chanting the spell the whole time, from the painful expressions on everyone's faces, I could tell that grandma was right. It just reduced the pain, not eliminated it.

“Grandma Xu, you’re lying, it still hurts!”

Wang Erming screamed with his eyes closed.

Grandma covered her mouth and laughed.

"I didn't say it didn't hurt, I just said it was less painful."

Wang Erming covered his eyes with his hands, looking as if he had lost all hope in life.

No one else made a sound. In order to see Huang Bo for the last time, they all endured the pain.

Two minutes later, under my guidance, one by one they slowly released their hands that were covering their eyes and looked in the direction of Huang Bo.

"My little Bo!"

Huang's mother was still the most excited. She rushed towards Huang Bo crying.

Huang Bo, with tears in his eyes, immediately jumped up from his chair, opened his arms, and prepared to welcome his mother's arms.

Then Huang Yu also shouted "Brother", stood up and walked towards Huang Bo.

The corners of Huang Dad's wrinkled eyes were also filled with tears. He stood up timidly and looked at Huang Bo with full of love and pity.

"Don't be impulsive. He is a ghost now. You can't touch him."

Seeing that the situation was not right, I quickly stood up and stood in front of Huang Bo.

Huang Yu also reacted, walked to Huang Ma's side, and helped me hold Huang Ma back.

Huang Bo quickly withdrew his hand and looked at his relative in front of him with complicated eyes as he saw him crying heart-wrenchingly.

Mother Huang kept rushing forward. She really wanted to touch her beloved son with her own hands.

"Auntie, you can't touch him. It's best not to get too close to him. It will be harmful to your body."

The mother's body had already been weakened by the pain of losing her son. If she got too close to Huang Bo, her yang energy would be further damaged. I had no choice but to comfort her again.

But Huang Ma didn't hear what I said at all and still tried to break free from me and Huang Yu.

"Huang Bo's mother, just listen to my Feng Er. She is doing this for your own good. Just sit down and take a closer look."

Seeing this, grandma also stood up and came over to help us pull Huang Ma back to her seat.

Qiao Xiaoling turned her head to look at Huang Bo, feeling mixed emotions and tears burst out.

Father Qiao turned his head and looked at Huang Bo deeply, then turned back and lowered his head to think.

"Xiaobo, are you okay?"

Father Huang raised his hands in the air, as if he could feel his son's breath, and asked in a low voice.

"Dad, I'm fine!" Huang Bo choked.

If they were not separated by death, he would have liked to hold his father's hand, pat his shoulder, and then give him a big hug.

The person he feels most sorry for here is Dad Huang, and he is also the one who feels the most guilty. The responsibilities and burdens that should have belonged to him now fall on his father.

The poor old man has to endure the pain of seeing his children die before him.

"You have to be well!"

At this time, Mr. Huang did not have many words to express his love for his son. This simple and plain sentence expressed his deep love for his son.

Huang Yu stood beside Huang's mother, gently stroking her shoulders, looking at Huang Bo, unable to say anything, just silently shedding tears.

Huang's mother was relatively speechless. She stared at Huang Bo with tearful eyes and pinched her thighs tightly with both hands to calm herself.

"Big sister, I'm sorry for you. From now on, mom and dad will rely on you and little sister."

Huang Bo said to Huang Yu with sobs.

"I know, brother, don't worry."

There weren't many nice words, just a promise from a sister to her brother.

Qiao Xiaoling wanted to open her mouth to speak, but after looking at Huang Bo's expression, she swallowed her words back.

Huang's mother's crying gradually subsided. With her eyes red and swollen from crying, she looked at her son carefully.

It seemed as if he wanted to engrave the image of his son at this moment deeply in his heart and never forget it.

Huang Bo also looked at his mother and a smile appeared on his face.

"Mom, please take care of yourself?"

Huang Bo wanted to leave his mother with the image of a spirited young man. He straightened his body and smoothed out the two strands of hair that were floating down from his forehead.

"Hmm!" Huang Ma squeezed out a word from her throat and tears flowed again.

"Uncle Qiao, Uncle Huang, Brother Huang Bo is here too, let's talk business."

Seeing that everyone's emotions had calmed down a little, I spoke.

Both Mr. Qiao and Mr. Huang nodded.

Then, Father Qiao picked up the cloth bag containing the money, stood up, slowly walked to Father Huang, and bowed deeply.

"Brother Huang, we were the first to let you down. I would like to apologize to you first."

"Here's more than 3,000 yuan. I'll give it to you first. I'll pay you the rest slowly when I have the ability."

After saying this, Father Qiao stuffed the cloth bag containing the money into Father Huang's hand.

"Xiaoling, why don't you come over here and admit your mistake to your Huang Dad and Huang Mom. You are the main person responsible for this matter."

Father Qiao turned around and yelled at Qiao Xiaoling loudly.

At this time, Qiao Xiaoling's eyes were on Huang Bo. She was frightened by her father's call. She slid off the chair with a thud and fell to her knees on the ground.

She looked at the two elders of the Huang family and lowered her head.

Dad Huang did not take the wallet from Dad Qiao's hand. He just stood up, walked to Qiao Xiaoling, slowly pulled Qiao Xiaoling up and spoke.

"Kid, forget it, don't kneel! Everyone is wrong, it's not just you."

As he spoke, he was looking at Huang Bo, who lowered his head as well.

After he pulled Qiao Xiaoling back to the chair and sat her down, he walked to Qiao's father and patted him on the shoulder.

When Huang's father went to help Qiao Xiaoling, Qiao's father put the cloth bag containing the money on the chair where Huang's father was sitting.

After taking pictures of Mr. Qiao, Mr. Huang picked up the cloth bag from the chair with his right hand.

He pulled up Qiao Dad's right hand with his left hand, stuffed the cloth bag back into Qiao Dad's right hand, sighed deeply and said.

"Hey, you should take this money back and use it to treat Xiaolan's child's injuries. You can't let her lie in bed for the rest of her life. It's not fair to her."

Hearing what he said, everyone present, including Huang Bo's ghost, showed surprise in their eyes.

"How can this be possible? This is..."

Father Qiao held the cloth bag in his hand and looked in Huang Bo's direction.

"It's okay. I'll do Xiaobo's job. We gave the money willingly in the beginning. No one could have expected what happened later."

"Your family is in a more difficult situation than ours. I also have a car repair shop. If I run it well, I can pay off the debt in a few years."

"Xiaolan's back injury cannot be delayed. If it is not treated immediately, it will harm the child's life. Besides, her injury was caused by Xiaobo."

Father Huang finished speaking his thoughts in one breath.

It turned out that after Wang Erming took his grandmother to the Huang family, he told the Huang family everything that had happened in the Qiao family.

After finishing her story, grandma persuaded the Huang family not to force their way, and just accepted the Huang family's request and took 5,000 yuan.

When will the cycle of revenge end? Letting others go is the same as letting yourself go. It also accumulates some good karma for Huang Bo, allowing him to be reborn into a good family next time and live a peaceful and smooth life.

Dad Huang nodded in agreement immediately, but Mom Huang was a little unhappy.