The master originally did not accept commissions while he was on vacation. This time it was because an acquaintance asked him about it, and he heard that it was about a child, so he finally accepted the commission.
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"Dad, Mom."
The door was opened again.
When Grandma Luo and the others came in before, the door was not closed.
Uncle Man and Aunt Tang pushed the door open and walked in.
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Naturally, the two couples will not be absent from today's event.
Originally, it was Aunt Tang's insistence that led to what happened today.
Uncle Man also doesn't worry about his daughter.
Even though he had treated this child coldly before, he actually understood in his heart that this was his daughter, the fruit of his love with his deceased wife.
He knew that the child was innocent, but he was always unable to turn around and worried that he would hurt the child, so he deliberately stayed away from the child.
If the child is fine, he will naturally not say anything.
However, when something happened to the child, Uncle Man became anxious and panicked.
Especially something so weird.
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Regarding Aunt Tang's remarks, he went from disbelieving and scolding her at first to questioning her word for word, hoping to find any clues.
However, if what Aunt Tang said is true, then is his daughter really haunted by monsters?
He was worried.
Such a ridiculous thing...
For him, who is a highly intellectual person, it is really hard to accept.
For a moment, I completely forgot about my awkwardness with the child.
I just want to make sure the child is okay.
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"Oh, you are here."
Grandma Luo said a simple hello, then turned to the master and asked somewhat eagerly: "Master, do you think I am a child?"
The master waved his hand.
You could hear a pin drop in the room for a while.
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Before coming, the master had been informed in detail about the whole matter.
He looked at the child, his expression unchanged, but he was a little confused in his heart.
He didn't find anything wrong with the child.
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"Little baby's breath."
When the master spoke, there seemed to be a special charm in his voice, which made people let go of their tense emotions and soften their expressions.
"Have you noticed anything wrong before?"
"Is it on yourself or the surrounding environment?"
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Little Gypsophila has been asked the same question by many people, but her answer is the same as before.
The child buried his face into his grandfather's shoulder, unable to see his expression clearly, and shook his little head.
There was an inexplicable sense of resistance in the aura of Little Gypsophila.
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"This kid."
Although Grandma Luo said something blaming, she touched the child's head very gently, "I'm sorry, Master, little Gypsophila is a little shy."
"It doesn't matter."
The master shook his head, "Then who is Ms. Tang?"
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"Master, I am."
Suddenly hearing her name, Aunt Tang was stunned for a moment before reacting.
She stepped forward and nodded slightly to the master, her expression gentle and gentle.
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"Ms. Tang, can you explain why you think this child is haunted by a monster?"
Although the master will understand the content and details of the commission in advance, he still likes to hear many things explained to him in person by the person involved, so that he often discovers things that cannot be expressed in words.
And these things often play a big or small role in him completing the commission.
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"OK."
Aunt Tang thought for a while, and her face became a little ugly because she thought of those unpleasant things.
"The first time I made lily millet porridge for my child, I wanted to serve it to little Gypsophila so she could eat it by herself."
"Because I have a two-year-old child, and he still needs to be fed by me."
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"I filled a bowl of porridge and put it in the kitchen to cool for a while."
"Then I walked to the child's room carrying the porridge and wanted to hand it to the child. Unexpectedly, as soon as I got to the child, my stomach seemed to be hit by something."
Having said this, Aunt Tang couldn't help but touch her belly, and the pain she felt at that time seemed to reappear faintly.
"I fell backwards. I was lucky to have the bed behind me, but I only fell on the bed with my upper body, but my waist hit the edge of the bed hard. It was so painful that my vision went dark for a moment.
"Of course the porridge is also turned over."
"I was really confused at the time. I didn't understand what happened?"
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Aunt Tang frowned and touched her lower back again. Although she later went to the hospital for a checkup and found that it was nothing serious, no muscles or bones were injured, just some bruises, it was really painful.
Moreover, it took several days for the large bruises to completely disappear.
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"At first I thought it was a child who was in a hurry to drink porridge and accidentally bumped into me."
"But when I came back to my senses, I saw that the child was sitting on the ground, and his position had not changed."
"Moreover, I realized later that the little baby's breath is not that strong to knock me away."
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"I'm very surprised. I asked Little Gypsophila, but she didn't know anything."
"Because I got nothing, I can only admit that I am unlucky."
"If this is the case, forget it."
"But later on, again and again, every time I got close to the little baby's breath, I would always be hit by something unknown."
"And, sometimes, I hear scary sounds in my ears."
"Even when I sleep at night, I feel uneasy."
Aunt Tang pinched her earlobe and said, "These past few days, because the child is not at home, I have had a peaceful life for a few days."
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Hearing this, Zhang Bo and others felt a bit harsh, and couldn't help but curled their lips in dissatisfaction.
what does it mean?
You have made yourself feel so wronged, who knows if it was something you did to Little Gypsophila that resulted in such "repayment"?
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Then he looked at Little Gypsophila with some worry.
But I saw that the child had been lying on Grandpa's shoulder, making her expression invisible.
It was quiet as if he had fallen asleep.
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Zhang Bo and the others could only complain secretly, but Grandma Luo spoke directly.
"Xiaotang, little Gypsophila don't know what's going on."
"Ah, I know, Mom."
"I didn't mean to say that Little Gypsophila was wrong."
Aunt Tang has a beautiful face, but her pale face does not diminish her grace, but makes her look pitiful.
Her voice is also soft and melodious, and the somewhat urgent tone is even more inexplicably heartwarming.
"I'm worried about little baby's breath."
"It doesn't matter if I get hurt, but it won't be good if I hurt the little baby's breath one day."
"Children are weak and cannot withstand accidents."
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Aunt Tang's explanation made Grandma Luo's face soften a little. Moreover, the most important thing now was the little baby's breath, and she had no time to argue with Aunt Tang.
She looked at Master, with an expression of eagerness and expectation, and a hint of uneasiness, "Master, is Little Gypsophila really haunted by monsters?"