I glared at him coldly, ignored him, and started to unpack the bags and sort out the things that my fourth uncle and my grandma had brought.
From the first time I met my brother, I had no good impression of him, let alone any intimacy with him.
"Tch, if you don't tell me, don't tell me. I thought that being able to see a ghost would be a big deal. My mother said that you have been a disaster star since you were a child."
Seeing that I was ignoring him, Zong Bao was a little angry and spat at me.
I feel a little worried because I know my mother only values you as her son, so there is no need to remind me.
Stopping what I was doing, I suddenly looked up at Zong Bao, squinted my eyes, pulled the corners of my lips into a smile and said, "Do you really want to know what a ghost looks like? Just look in the mirror and you'll know."
"Country bumpkin, who are you scolding? You, the one who stepped on the horse are the devil!" Zong Bao glared and waved his fist at me.
I blinked my eyes and said seriously, "I didn't scold you, really, it was right behind your back!"
Zong Bao's face turned a little pale, but he involuntarily turned his head towards the mirror hanging above the desk behind him, cursing: "You dare to scare me, country bumpkin, I won't kill you!"
Just then, the light suddenly went dark.
"Oh my god! There's a ghost!"
Zong Bao reflexively let out a shrill scream, turned around and rushed towards the back room. A white shadow flashed behind him.
I rubbed my eyes and looked again, but there was nothing in the darkness.
"Coward!"
I shook my head. As for that, I was so frightened that it blinded me.
"What are you yelling about!" My dad came out of the back room, "Why did the power stop? I'm going to see if the fuse is burned out."
Candles were lit in the back room, and the sounds of my mother and Zong Bao talking quietly were heard.
The lights soon turned on again, and my mother packed her clothes. Zong Bao probably knew that I was trying to scare him, so he rolled his eyes at me, and I ignored him.
My father told me and my fourth uncle and grandma a few words and then took Zongbao and my mother to the new house. My mother never said a word to me or even looked at me.
It was only then that I walked into the back room and took a look.
There is a bed, a desk, a chest of drawers, and a 14-inch black and white TV set on it. There are two tiger-print single sofas placed against the wall, with a small wooden coffee table sandwiched between the two sofas.
I was a little jealous of the TV, so I coquettishly wanted to sleep with my fourth uncle and grandma, and my fourth uncle and grandma agreed.
Maybe it was because I was too tired from the day. I originally wanted to pester my fourth uncle and grandma to turn on the TV and watch it for a while, but who knew that as soon as I got into bed, I began to drift off to sleep, staring blankly as if I thought someone was coming from there.
He came out of the TV, leaned into my ear and kept talking to me. I couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already noon the next day.
My fourth uncle and grandma grabbed my arm and told me to get up to eat. I was a little confused in my sleep and couldn't figure out where I was for a long time.
"Well, it's a good thing that my old bones can still last for two years. Otherwise, with your temper, I would really be worried about following your parents." The fourth uncle and grandma looked at me and sighed longly and said to themselves.
"Nai, I won't follow anyone. I'll be wherever you are!" I took a bite of rice and didn't ask her why my parents didn't come to eat with us.
At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Factory Manager Lin arrived. I followed my fourth uncle and grandma to go to Factory Manager Lin's house to pick up some things, and then led by Factory Manager Lin to his old house.
Because it couldn't be extinguished, there was no need for black dog blood or anything like that. My fourth uncle and grandma only brought two bags of tea leaves, rice, fine flour, candles and incense.
In order to prevent Mrs. Lin from getting angry and hurting innocent people if things didn't work out, they scattered tea leaves and rice in a circle in all directions outside the gate to seal her off.
The fine flour is for Factory Director Lin to see. He may not be able to see the soul of Mrs. Lin, but he can see the footprints. Sprinkle a thin layer of flour in the room. As long as he sees footprints on the flour, it means
Mrs. Lin entered the house.
After setting these up, it was already dark, so my fourth uncle and grandma lit three candles side by side on the table. The dim light of the candles made the whole room look eerie.
I looked at the bowl of beef noodles. Strangely enough, the bowl of beef noodles was still steaming after an hour or two.
"Nanny, if she refuses to leave by then, you will bite your middle finger open, do you hear me?" My fourth uncle and grandma suddenly said to me with a serious face.
Looking at the expressions of my fourth uncle and grandma, I suddenly felt panicked for no reason.
"Nai, is it fierce? Are you going to be okay?"
"Nai will be fine. Remember what Nai said and don't forget it. Do you hear me?"
"I heard that! Milk, nothing will happen to you!" I nodded.
My fourth uncle and grandma took out a breath, wiped a handful of pot ash on my head, then looked at Director Lin and said: "No matter what she does to you, don't panic. Remember, she is your mother, no matter how cruel she is."
She is also your mother!"
"Auntie, don't worry, I will remember it."
Director Lin's voice sounded a little trembling.
The fourth uncle and grandma nodded and glanced at the time on the wall clock, which read seven fifty-five.
"It's almost time, let's get started!"
As the fourth uncle and grandma spoke, they began to set up the incense burner in the north corner of the house and put in three sticks of incense, but they did not light it because they were lit at the end.
He took out a piece of yellow paper and lit it in front of the incense burner. There were three hairs wrapped in the yellow paper. Those three hairs belonged to Zhou Mei. These three hairs had to be used to lure Old Mrs. Lin here instead of to Director Lin's villa.
Upon seeing this, Director Lin trembled and took out the schoolbag he had prepared. He took out a notebook and a book from the schoolbag and began to sit at the table and start writing homework like a student. In front of the homework book, there was the bowl
beef noodles.
As the yellow paper slowly burned out, a gust of wind came from nowhere in the room. The book in front of Director Lin was flipped by the wind, and the candle flame swayed in the wind, as if it would be extinguished at any time.
There were footsteps outside the door, a little lagging, like someone dragging their feet home exhausted after a long day's work.
From where I stood, I could only see Director Lin's back. As the footsteps got closer and closer, his back began to tremble violently.
There was a "dong" sound, and the door suddenly opened. I looked towards the door, and sure enough, it was the old lady in black who pushed the door open and came in.
There were footprints left on the flour where Mrs. Lin walked.
"Mom, you're back. Today is your birthday. I bought you a bowl of beef noodles. You can try the beef noodles to see if they taste good!"
Director Lin suddenly stood up, holding the bowl of beef noodles in his hands, his voice gruff, his head lowered and he walked towards Mrs. Lin with trembling steps.
Old Mrs. Lin was suddenly shocked and stood motionless, staring at Factory Manager Lin with her white eyes.