Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

The cold light gradually formed a layer of misty air around Pei Zhuxue as he exhaled, reminding her of the dragon egg, which was also surrounded by wisps of blue mist. Once the thin membrane in the eggshell was broken, it died and everything was gone.

The Liu family still regrets eating it. Not only can they not eat anything else, they really feel like they are cursed.

Life is always a little bit difficult. Liu Renben has a lame leg, Liu Lianhua is in poor health, Liu Tongsheng is more confused, Pei Zhu has gone from being taken care of to taking care of others, and her emotions are also unstable. Changsui always makes the worst friends. Baifu has such a group of family members, and it is unlucky for her to still care about these people.

Aunt Yu and Cuimei ate their meal from that bowl and were more or less affected.

Only Pei Xiaohai was fine. Her misfortune was caused by being too close to these people!

Seeing Pei Zhuxue like this, she was so happy.

If Pei Pig's Blood becomes like a dragon egg, the Liu family will definitely not dare to eat it!

It doesn't matter if she just won't let it go.

Pei Xiaohai was in a good mood and stood aside happily watching. Suddenly, a voice came to his ears:

"What's this pig doing? It smells so good!"

She looked over subconsciously and saw a trembling Mu Shuanglin!

They even looked at each other.

Mu Shuanglin exclaimed in surprise: "Miss, you can see me? I thought it was just a rumor spread by the villagers, but it turns out you can really see ghosts!"

Little Pei had already moved his head back, pretending not to see or hear anything, but it was no use.

He seemed to suddenly understand: "No wonder you knew about the funeral clothes. You heard it from me, didn't you? You're using this incident to vent your anger on Waiya's behalf, right?"

The ghost's questioning was somewhat scarier than Widow Mu's crying and cursing, but only to a limited extent.

Pei Xiaohai knew that he couldn't touch him. At most, he would cry and make the surroundings colder. There was nothing to be afraid of, so he bravely said, "What's wrong with me?"

"Amazing!" Mu Shuanglin was not only not angry but also seemed to admire her. "No wonder she's the daughter of a rich man. She's just smarter than others. I have to apologize to you. My wife was too heartbroken and a little unreasonable. How could she just come up and curse at someone without asking? Please let me tell Waiya that I'm sorry for her. I was also blinded by greed and couldn't bear to discipline my son. He learned a lot of harsh words and only knew how to bully people. It's too late to regret now."

From what Pei Xiaohai heard Waiya say, Mu Shuanglin didn't seem like someone who would apologize. Instead, he seemed like a cold-blooded adult who indulged children in bullying others.

But this skinny, shriveled old man actually had some kindness in his eyes.

What an oddity!

Cheng Tianbao once told her that the dead might be different from the living. Could he be such a ghost?

"I'll tell her. Do you have anything else to say?"

"Well, what could a dead man like me do? I'm just cold and hungry, and I smelled something delicious over here, so I came over to see what they were doing." Mu Shuanglin felt a little embarrassed to talk about his predicament with a little kid, but when he thought about the fact that the kid was the daughter of a wealthy family, the embarrassment naturally dissipated. He asked, "Miss, your pig is about to become a spirit. Is it cultivating?"

"I don't know, maybe."

Hearing him talk about fragrance, little Pei also smelled a faint fragrance, which came from the pig's blood and was much lighter than the smell of dragon eggs.

"You don't want to eat my pig, do you?"

"I dare not," Mu Shuanglin waved his hands. "How can ordinary people enjoy such a spirited beast? Eating it would be a sin. I didn't even dare to eat the meat distributed by the villagers. I wanted to offer it to the river god, but there was no rice at home, so my son and wife ate it all."

What a shame, the meat was delicious.

Pei Xiaohai felt sorry for him, and a thought popped up in his mind - if he had eaten it, would he not have died?

Anyway, Pei Xiaohai felt that after eating the dragon meat, she seemed to be stronger and stronger.

However, this thought only flashed through her mind, just like the curse mentioned by the Liu family, which she had made up herself. She had no idea whether it was true or not.

Pei Xiaohai just said: "That's good."

That's a response.

Mu Shuanglin still stood there without moving.

Pei Xiaohai: "How about I light two candles for you to eat?"

Liu Tongsheng doesn't care about what day it is. As long as he remembers the deceased, he will burn gold ingots and paper money for him. Even if it is unlucky, he has some saved at home, and candles and incense are always available.

Pei Xiaohai could secretly take two and use them as lamps at night, but no more. Liu Tongsheng would sometimes count them and he had a limit in mind. If there were no more, he would be unhappy.

Mu Shuanglin shook his head and said sympathetically, "Don't bother. It's not good if someone sees you."

"Forget it then. Why are you leaving then? You're not planning on following me forever, are you?"

Little Pei doesn't want a ghost friend who is much older than her.

Mu Shuanglin also knew that it was not good to follow her, and his hunched back bent even more: "Miss, I...I remembered something and I want to ask for your help."

Pei Xiaohai: ...

"what's up?"

"I have a sum of money deposited in Peijia Town. My wife and son don't know about it. I want you to tell them and take the money back. It's not much, but it will make their lives a little better."

"How much silver have you hidden?"

"Ten taels..." Mu Shuanglin's head was almost lowered to his chest, and he looked very ashamed.

Little Pei couldn't understand his feelings and couldn't wait to ask him, "You have ten taels of silver, but you would rather freeze to death than build a house?"

"Well, I didn't expect this to happen. I was just too greedy and was thinking about the yellow mud and thatched house that the village would build for me soon, so I didn't want to spend the money."

Mu Shuanglin rubbed his face vigorously with his hands. Without Pei Xiaohai continuing to ask, he told everything like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"That money was something my family had saved up over the years. I found it in the dilapidated house and insisted to my wife and son that I didn't have it. I just wanted to keep the money and rent a wife for myself.

Miss, you can see that I only have one son left out of my three sons. My wife looks tall, but her skin is drooping and she doesn't look like she can reproduce. I was really blinded by greed and just wanted to have more sons, but in the end I ended up hurting both myself and others.

Dalang is already that old, so what if he doesn't have another son?"

He squatted on the ground and started crying.

Pei Xiaohai: "What is pawning a wife?"

Mu Shuanglin: "It's just... it's just renting a woman who can give birth to a son from a certain family to give birth to a child and live with her. I'm really blinded by greed..."

Pei Xiaohai: "Don't blame the lard, it has nothing to do with it. Where did you hide the money?"

Mu Shuanglin drooped his brows and said, "I hid it in the house we agreed on. I put the deed in a jar and put it in the cellar of the old house. I'm just waiting... when the village builds a house in the spring, I'll go and get the person back..."

Pei Xiaohai: "Are you hiding it? Doesn't that mean you've paid for it?"

"Well, that's what happened..."