Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

"Of course, we will be a dual-income family from now on. And let me tell you, our school cafeteria basically has leftover food every day, and it is usually taken away by the cafeteria's internal staff. No matter whether it is a teacher or the principal, they cannot take it away. Besides, we are only busy in the morning and noon, and there is nothing to do after cleaning up in the afternoon. You don't have to work on weekends, so I think your job is good." Yan Bugui said with a smile.

"Yes, then this job can make more money than making matches for others." The third aunt couldn't help but smile.

"Of course. Okay, let's have something delicious today and celebrate properly." Yan Bugui stood up and said.

"Okay, I'll go cook now." The third aunt also quickly stood up and prepared to cook. After all, this was really something worth celebrating.

At midnight, in the courtyard of the quadrangle

Xiang Xiaobei just fell asleep when he felt a cool sensation on his face. He tried desperately to open his eyes, but it was fine if he didn't open them. When he opened his eyes, he saw a "person" who was burned beyond recognition sitting on him and touching him. He tried hard to get up, but it was useless. He could only rely on this "person" touching him. He could only remain indifferent. Then he realized that he was being held in bed by a ghost.

"My son... my mother died tragically." Xiang Xiaobei stared blankly at the thing sitting on him, and then he heard her soul-shaking voice. That's right, she called Xiang Xiaobei son, and at this time Xiang Xiaobei gradually reacted. Could it be that the person in front of him was his mother? Thinking of this, Xiang Xiaobei timidly said: "Mom... is it you?"

"My child! You finally woke up, it's me!" Seeing Xiang Xiaobei wake up, the deaf old lady left Xiang Xiaobei's body and got out of bed.

After the deaf old lady got up, Xiang Xiaobei felt much more comfortable and relaxed. He gradually got up and sat on the edge of the bed, breathing heavily. "Mom... is it really you? How did you become like this?" At this point, Xiang Xiaobei couldn't help sobbing.

"My child, your mother was burned to death. I was burned to death! It's a good thing that your mother saw you!" When the deaf old lady said this, she hugged Xiang Xiaobei.

Xiang Xiaobei also hugged the deaf old lady, but the two of them didn't really hug each other. After all, humans and ghosts are different, and they just looked like one. Although the deaf old lady was very scary at the moment, Xiang Xiaobei knew that this was his mother and she would not hurt him at all. He was not afraid at all at the moment.

"Mom, I came all the way to the city with great difficulty to show my filial piety to you by your window. Why did you leave just like that..." Xiang Xiaobei said crying.

"My child, this is all an accident. Who could have thought that when I went to Jia Zhang's house to get my photo, a glass bottle fell and knocked me unconscious, and then a fire turned me into what I am now. If I had known that their house would catch fire, I would never have gone there even if you killed me." The deaf old lady said in annoyance.