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

She was still wearing the yellow skirt that had been washed in the morning and turned pale. She was still holding the lunch box in her hand. When she saw Uncle Huang, she pushed the door open and asked.

"Hello! Grandpa, are you a fortune teller?"

"Yes, I am a fortune teller. However, you are a little girl, so young, you don't want to have your fortune told, do you?"

Uncle Huang smiled when he saw the little girl's serious look.

"Grandpa, I, I don't have any money, I just want to ask, when will my mother be well?"

The little girl walked in and came to Uncle Huang, and started crying as she spoke.

"Don't cry, don't cry, little girl, sit here. Tell grandpa if anything happens."

Uncle Huang felt pity for the little girl when he saw her crying so sadly. He carried her to the stool and comforted her.

I also poured a cup of hot water, put it on the table, and sat down next to her.

We didn't ask her to stop crying immediately. She must have been suppressing her emotions for a long time, and only by letting her vent would she feel better.

Finally, her crying gradually subsided.

I brought her a tissue to wipe her tears, and Uncle Huang asked patiently.

"Little girl, what's your name? Tell us what happened at home and see if we can help you."

Such a young child actually thought of coming for fortune-telling. If he is not really desperate or has no one to turn to, he should not have come to a place like a Feng Shui shop to pray for peace.

"Grandpa, sister, I'm a winter chrysanthemum. Mom said I was born in winter. Chrysanthemums stand proudly in the autumn wind, not afraid of the frost. She hopes that I will be as strong as chrysanthemums."

The little girl spoke eloquently, saying that her mother must be a very cultured and knowledgeable person to be able to tell such truths to her children.

The little girl's thoughts were very clear. She said her biological mother and father were divorced, and she lived with her father, stepmother and younger brother.

Now my father is dead, my stepmother is sick and is hospitalized in the hospital opposite, and my grandmother is at home taking care of my younger brother. She goes to school during the day and brings meals to my stepmother in the morning and evening.

"But, but grandma said that if my mother is not good again, I can't go to school, and my family has no money to support my education."

At this point, Dongju started to sob again.

Uncle Huang and I looked at each other, not knowing how to persuade her. It seemed that her family situation was a bit complicated.

"Uncle Huang, can you take a look at her horoscope to see what's going on?"

I felt that although the child had clear ideas, she did not understand some practical situations, so I asked Uncle Huang in a low voice.

"Dongju, do you know your date of birth? Let me calculate it for you."

Uncle Huang then asked him.

“My birthday is August 1990, 8.”

Dongju stopped crying and answered.

"Is your birthday according to the lunar calendar or the Gregorian calendar? Do you know what time you were born?"

Uncle Huang wanted to confirm his exact birthday, so he asked again.

"I don't know what the lunar calendar and the Gregorian calendar are. I don't know what time I was born either."

Hearing this, Uncle Huang winked at me, indicating that he was powerless to do anything.

"Oh, I see. Lift your head and let me see."

Since the date of birth could not be determined, Uncle Huang could only look at the face.

After staring at the child carefully for a while, Uncle Huang shook his head, thinking that this child must have a bad luck.

Finally, I comforted her for a long time, saying that her stepmother should be well soon, and asked her not to be too sad, and that everything would be fine.

I know that Uncle Huang definitely didn't tell the truth. Usually, fortune tellers only say good things and only mention the bad things. They can't tell the truth to such a young child.

I changed the cup of hot water again and gave her some snacks. It seemed that she hadn't eaten after school, so she came to bring food to her stepmother.

Dongju was very polite. She thanked us before starting to eat.

Uncle Huang took me out of the door and whispered to me.

"Feng girl, this child is really pitiful. Judging from her face, both her parents are dead."

After hearing what Uncle Huang said, my heart skipped a beat and I felt suddenly sad.

Didn't she say that her biological mother just divorced his father? How could that be?

Perhaps because I felt a sense of sympathy for this poor child, I immediately decided to help him.

I also lost my parents when I was young. Fortunately, I had a kind grandmother who did her best to create a good life for me so that I could study with peace of mind.

But Dongju was not so lucky. The grandmother at home must be her stepmother's mother, otherwise, why would she ask her to drop out of school?

I expressed to Uncle Huang my desire to help Dongju. He understood and decided to work with me to sort out Dongju's family affairs and to make sure that this child would not leave school.

We immediately decided to accompany Dongju to the hospital across the street to check on her stepmother.

After confirming with us, Dongju knew that Uncle Huang and I were not bad people, and we quickly gained her trust.

When I suggested going with her to the hospital to see her stepmother, she didn't refuse.

Uncle Huang didn't follow us. He was waiting for us in the shop. Dongju took my hand and walked towards the hospital.

She took me to a hospital bed and saw my stepmother with a haggard face.

The stepmother in front of me is about 30 years old. If it weren’t for her illness, she would be a young and beautiful young woman.

When she saw us come in, she moved her body with great effort. Dongju and I helped her up and let her half lie on the bed.

"Dongju, why are you here again? It's so late. Why don't you go home and help grandma take care of your brother?"

There was no ill intention in her words, but they made people feel a little uncomfortable. Instead of comforting such a young child, she was blamed for not going back to help take care of her younger brother.

However, I didn't see any disgust in her eyes. She didn't look like a selfish stepmother.

"Mom, this is Sister Liu whom I just met. She was very nice to me and gave me food. She said she wanted to bring me here to keep you company, so I brought her here."

Dongju pointed at me and said.

This stepmother probably just thought that I was a relative of another patient in the hospital bed and was just helping Dongju to support her, and didn't pay much attention to me.

"Oh, hello, thank you!"

She looked at me and expressed her gratitude.

"Oh, it's okay, big sister. I own a shop across the street. I heard Dongmei say that, so I came with her to see you."

I answered simply.

Dongju and I sat down and talked to her for a while. Her name was Jiang Shuang. She didn't tell us much about her family, but just said that she had a bad life, which had harmed herself and made her children suffer.

He also looked at Dongmei with pity.

Seeing her attitude, I became more determined to help Dongmei.

I asked her if she would let Dongmei drop out of school, and she said with tears in her eyes.

"Girl, it's not that I'm cruel. I'm in this condition now, and her father is gone. As long as I get better, I will definitely let Dongmei continue to study."

The implication is that as long as her illness is not cured, Dongmei will have to drop out of school.

I didn't know what to say. After all, I still didn't know the specific situation of her family. I could only express my regret and say a few words of comfort.

Hearing this, Dongju lowered her head, bit her lips lightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

While chatting, I looked at Jiang Shuang's face carefully. She was not a vicious person, but there was a black air lingering above her head, which made me open my third eye unconsciously.

But I didn't find any ghosts around her, but her eye sockets were sunken, her spirit was listless, and the dark circles under her eyes were deeply imprinted, which clearly showed signs of being haunted by ghosts.

Looking at her appearance, if I want to help Dongmei, I should continue to communicate with her and slowly figure out the situation in her family.

After a few more pleasantries, I took Dongju out of the hospital.