When I ran to the first floor, I saw my mother and grandmother sitting outside the yard basking in the sun, Cucumber and a few puppies lying beside them, and Xiao Luan sat in the living room watching TV seriously.

Only the person who was looking for him was not seen, Aunt Cui.

Lu Anru called out: "Grandma."

The old man came with the reputation and waved to her happily: "An Ru wakes up, you love to eat this cream melon seeds. Your mother and I have nothing to do. I have knotted most of the bowl for you. Come and eat it."

"Thank you grandma."

Lu Anru walked towards the yard and looked around. He was thinking about finding someone, but he didn't pay attention to his feet. He kicked a wooden stool, causing her to jump around in pain.

Lu's mother put down the job of helping her grandmother wash vegetables, ran to Lu Anru quickly, held her arm, and asked worriedly: "Has she hurt her feet?"

"Mom, I'm fine."

Lu Anru rubbed the two toes he bumped into, and stepped back to the ground to make sure the bone was fine. He took two steps under Lu's concerning gaze.

Then Lu's mother let go of her hand and told her more: "Walk and see the way."

"knew."

Lu Anru ran to the yard and looked around, but still didn't see Aunt Cui.

"An Ru, come and sit down and tell grandma what you want to eat at noon, and grandma will make it for you."

The old man held the absent-minded girl and stuffed her an apple.

Lu Anru put the apple in his pocket and squatted down to ask the old man: "Grandma, where is Aunt Cui?"

"Her granddaughter caught a cold and blisters on her body were also blisters, which made Xiao Cui feel bad. In the morning, she received a call from her son, saying that she and her daughter-in-law had too many days of leave recently, and the boss had a big opinion and hoped that she and her wife would come and help take care of the child."

Grandma saw that there was anxiety in Lu Anru's eyes, and mistakenly thought she was thinking about taking leave, and explained: "I'm almost cured of illness, so Xiao Cui doesn't need to take care of her all the time. Besides, if you come with your mother, our grandparents and grandchildren are so close, but outsiders are awkward."

"Grandma, do you know Aunt Cui's phone number?" Lu Anru touched her body, and she didn't touch the pink bag or the microcomputer, and all fell on the bedside table.

Grandma put on reading glasses, took out the elderly machine she bought by her mother, flipped through the phone book and asked, "What's the matter with her?"

"It's very important, wait for me."

Lu Anru rushed back to the house in three steps, carried his pink bag and put his microcomputer on his back, rushed downstairs and ran back to the yard.

"Please transfer the number to my computer."

Lu Anru put the microcomputer at his grandmother's hand, gasped with her eyes closed, and the intense exercise prompted her heart to beat faster and her brain swelled.

"I'll do it, your grandma won't mess with these things."

My mother operated it together, and took the message for a few seconds, and handed the microcomputer back to her: "Okay, take a look."

Lu Anru took the computer and called the page to display the phone. The beeping sound was repeated continuously, and no one answered it for a long time.

I repeated the call four times, but there was no answer, and I felt a sense of bad luck. Could it be that Xiaobai also attacked Aunt Cui and Mr. Cui?

If Lu Anru was really a damn move on to Aunt Cui and his wife, he would be a little happy to see it. According to Xiaobai's previous methods, at most they would make the two sick and frightened, and he should teach them some lessons.

The key is that she was in the process of being in the matter, and agreed to the peach tree spirit and said intimately: "Please."

He turned his head and changed into a cute good girl and asked his grandmother: "It can't be reached. Do you have a phone call for her son?"

There is no big difference for anyone to tell you about something outrageous. Just think of ways to talk about it. The key is to contact the person first.

"Yes, Xiao Anru, don't worry, wait for me to find it." Grandma held the reading glasses.

The pretty little face suddenly collapsed, of course she was anxious, so anxious that she stabbed herself in her dream.

Lu's mother saw her face change in detail, took her grandmother's elderly machine and said softly: "Mom, I'll look for it, what name do you have?"

"It seems to be Cui'er."

Lu's mother found it and dialed it directly, handed the old man's machine to Lu Anru, "Tell me with this."

"OK."

Lu Anru took the old man's plane, smiled at his mother and grandmother, gestured out of the house, and said, "The yard is not covered and it's sunny. I'll go to the door to shoot, there are grape trellis there."

"Don't let the sun be more sun-filled in early spring to supplement calcium."

Grandma's kindness persuasion was stopped by Lu's mother. Lu's mother raised her chin and said, "Go and fight. Remember what mom told you, choice is very important."

"I understand." Lu Anru responded casually, not listening carefully to what his mother said, and a man's voice came from the phone.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Xiao Cui. Hello? Can you hear that, Auntie?"

"Yes, you can wait a few seconds, I have something to tell you."

Lu An responded to the sentence, speeded up his steps on his feet.

A man's question with a bad tone came from the phone: "Who are you? Why are you taking someone else's phone?"

"If I pick it up by accident, I will pay it back to someone quickly. This microcomputer can't be sold for a lot of money, but the old man is using it."

"Hey? Talk!"

After walking out of the yard, Lu Anru leaned against the brick wall around the periphery and replied in a low voice: "I am the granddaughter of the old aircraft owner. My name is Lu Anru. I just came to see my grandmother a few days ago. If you don't believe me, please ask Aunt Cui."

He revealed his identity at one time, saving no meaningless time to interrogate. From the man's advice to return the phone, he still has a public morality.

The conversation about inquiry rang on the other end of the phone, and the mother and son confirmed the details. Maybe Aunt Cui was not very relieved and asked her son to turn on the hands-free one.

"Is your grandma okay? My mother is next to me. Please tell me if you have something to do."

Lu Anru took a few deep breaths, lowered his voice, and said in a old voice: "You may find it incredible to me to tell you below, or think I am crazy. But I am just a person who passes the message. Do you think about it yourself?"

First give the other party a warning, so-called "no matter is to be hanged up" is what creates her impatient from the beginning, and the pressure they need to bear the consequences for every sentence and every decision they will follow.

Lu Anru was gambling, relying on his grandmother’s supreme status in Aunt Cui’s heart, and relying on Aunt Cui’s knowledge that she was studying in Yuexiang.

It took almost a minute, and the man responded slowly, "Tell me."

"Well, there is an old peach tree in your mother's yard. She is the guardian saint of several miles. Your ancestors can only keep her in the yard with virtue, but you have been disrespectful to her again and again, which aroused her anger. She asked me to help convey a sentence."

The old couple of Cui's family were both shocked and afraid of the peach tree spirit in their hearts, so she had no need to overturn this. The main reason was that fear was far better than sympathy, and it could make people choose to obey from the bottom of their hearts.

"The tree is the patron saint?" the man asked in surprise.

Next second, Lu Anru hadn't answered yet, a crisp slap came from the other end of the phone, and Aunt Cui and her husband scolded each other at the same time.

"Be careful when speaking."

"You can concentrate on driving and stop talking."

Even on the phone, Lu Anru could hear that the slap hurts no matter where it hits.

The man pressed the horn of the car to express his depression. The microcomputer was taken away by Aunt Cui. He said in a tone of coaxing the child: "An Ru, I am Aunt Cui, what does the peach tree spirit tell you?"

Lu Anru coldly reminded: "Pay attention to your words."

Aunt Cui asked the little girl to confront her, her face looked a little ugly. She looked at her husband and her husband gestured to "I'll talk after asking".

Aunt Cui nodded, and then remembered that although Lu Anru had an average attitude towards her these days, he spoke with the little girl's tits and a completely different voice from the low voice at this moment.

Even when pretending to be a sound, the aura is very depressing. The aura is not like a disguise, but more like being possessed by something.

Is the peach tree spirit? It was derived from the dot, and the thoughts opened up. He said with a correct attitude and respectfully: "What do you want the guardian god to convey?"

You almost blurted out, for fear of committing the peach tree spirit and causing more disasters.

"You are not worthy of being protected by the Guardian. After you go home, you will move all the potted plants and give them to a good family. The windows should not be opened for more than half an hour every day in the past six months. If the Guardian discovers that you violate her punishment, you and your descendants will never be able to escape from the torture of illness."

Lu Anru finished speaking in an ethereal voice beyond the world and hung up the phone. Not giving Aunt Cui a time to ask questions is tantamount to giving irresistible death orders.

She did not turn off her grandmother's elderly machine, and Aunt Cui didn't have the courage to call back and question.

However, to be on the safe side and avoiding the trouble of grandma being disturbed, Lu Anru sat next to her grandma when she went back, ate melon seeds, chatted with the elderly, and stared at the elderly machine.

Time for chatting quickly, and it was noon before I knew it.

After having lunch full of her orders, I helped Xiao Luan finish brushing the bowl.

In the afternoon, the training will be back in the back row and will go back to the bedroom to lie on the bed to sleep.

When he entered the dream, the ghost doll's thoughts were all on the peach tree spirit, and he was not interested in scaring her. The scene remained the same, as the Cui family yard.

Looking into the yard from the entrance, the ghost doll floated at the door of the master bedroom room, looking at something under her sadly. It seemed that her words had a great impact on the little girl ghost. The little girl ghost did not dare to approach the peach tree, for fear of being frozen to the peach tree sister she liked.

Lu Anru walked to the ghost doll and asked bluntly: "Have the peach tree spirit not come out yet?"

"A few minutes after coming out, I left the garland for me and returned to the tree. She also apologized to me, saying that she was only strong enough to make a garland and had a promise."

Lu Anru pointed his finger at the ghost doll's lower forehead and warned loudly: "Don't cry, the peach tree spirit uses its soul to dream. If you hurt her again, do you know what the result will be."

"Well, I won't cry." The ghost doll pursed her lips and tried her best to hold back the desire to cry.

He was so sad that he was suppressed in his heart, looking at the garland on the ground, and expressed his bad request: "Please help me put it on, only you can touch me."

"The garland is not the same as you. If I can meet you, it does not mean that I can convert the garland into a spiritual state. Don't give me too much hope."

Lu Anru leaned over and picked up the garland and put it on the head of the ghost doll. The garland passed through the smoke-like body and fell straight to the ground, shaking off two pink peach blossoms.

The ghost doll looked at the second gift I received since birth, but still couldn't save it. She burst into her heart with all kinds of sorrow, closed her eyes and pursed her lips. She could not do anything except trying to stop the urge to cry again.

"By the way, I thought of a trick. What is your full name?" Lu Anruguang knew the nickname of a ghost doll.

"I don't have a full name. My mother died early, and she left when I was infancy."
To be continued...