Zhang Ye sent Mrs. Zhang's invitations from her lifetime to each door, but without exception, she received cold looks.
"You Zhang family deserve it!" After Zhang Ye sent out the last invitation, he was already covered with rotten eggs. After knocking on the door, he still got this sentence.
Regardless of what was rude or not, when the family finished saying this, they wanted to close the door. Zhang Ye quickly stretched out his hand and was trapped there.
"Ah..." Zhang Ye screamed in pain, and the family saw Zhang Ye's hand stuck in the door. Instead of letting go, they pinched Zhang Ye's hand harder to make her retreat.
But Zhang Ye held on to the threshold and refused to let go. A terrible pain came from his hand. Zhang Ye gritted his teeth tightly and refused to let go, no matter what the family said.
"Forget it, forget it, I'll go!" At that time, Zhang Ye was also convinced. If anyone else had been humiliated like this, he would have scolded him a long time ago. Zhang Ye just endured it. This incident made him feel bad for the Zhang family.
changed.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Zhang Ye saw that he was already red from being pinched, and he didn't bother to apply the medicine, and kept thanking others.
At the door of Zhang's house, which was cold at night, a few people came here and there, without exception, holding congratulatory gifts in their hands. Although the expressions on their faces could not be said to be festive, they were not that ugly.
The Zhang family had sent people to guard the door early. Zhang Ye originally thought there were only a few people, but he didn't expect there were many people.
"Please, please come inside." Zhang Yeqiang suppressed his sadness and said to the guests with a smile. He didn't expect any thanks at first, but suddenly he heard, "Thank you for your hard work, little girl."
Zhang Ye's tears fell instantly, which startled the man. He thought he had said something wrong and apologized to Zhang Ye, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Come in, I'm fine." Zhang Ye hurriedly wiped away his tears and covered his face, which made the man laugh.
"Third Miss, Third Miss. The young master suddenly has a high fever." Seeing Zhang Ye was like seeing a savior, he shouted from a distance, making the guests frown.
"Go and greet the guests, I'll go take a look." After Zhang Ye heard the news, he was extremely anxious. But there was still something else to do, so he could only order his servants to do it.
Zhang Ye quickly came to Zhang Ning's room. A servant had already lit the lamp. Zhang Ning, who was sleeping on the bed, looked at Zhang Ye with his eyes open, his eyes dull and a little penetrating.
Zhang Ning, who usually smiled and didn't cry or make trouble, just looked at Zhang Ye with his eyes motionless and his face expressionless, just when Zhang Ye wanted to get closer.
The light that was on just now suddenly went out, and the whole room was dark. Zhang Ning suddenly stood up on the bed, circling around Zhang Ye, but did not speak.
Immediately afterwards, the originally closed door slammed open, and things in the room began to float, and some things even shone.
Zhang Ye felt a little scared. This little nephew who was born just now frightened her so much. Zhang Ye regretted it. She felt that he was not a human being. Maybe the words her sister-in-law said before she died were not to deceive them.
She already knew it!
Just when Zhang Ye thought something more terrifying was about to happen, everything suddenly changed back to the way it was before. The lights turned on, things returned to their original positions, and her nephew was smiling at her. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes just now, she would probably
I thought it was just a big dream.
Zhang Ye picked up Zhang Ning in a daze and came to the hall. The hall where there were people just now was empty, and even her brother was missing.
"Brother?" Zhang Ye tried to call him, but no one answered her. Only the rustling of the wind told her that something happened at home again.