Along the way, Lao Chen always felt that Xiao Tian and Xiao Xiao's eyes were strange, so he frequently looked in the rearview mirror, and Xiao Tian and Xiao immediately sneakily withdrew his gaze every time he found Lao Chen looking behind.

Zhao Yang naturally knew what was going on, and when he saw Lao Chen looking up again, he couldn't help asking, "Lao Chen, I suddenly remembered something." ”

"What's the matter?" asked Lao Chen.

"I used to drink with people, and they told me that more than ten years ago, you had a big incident. Zhao Yang said lightly.

As soon as he heard Zhao Yang's words, Lao Chen's face changed instantly.

I saw Zhao Yang say lightly: "Lao Chen, everyone has made mistakes when they are young, I understand this, I just want to ask, do you want to 'them' all these years?"

Lao Chen naturally knew who the "they" in Zhao Yang's mouth were, he was silent for a while, sighed, and said, "How can you not want to!"

As soon as he heard this, Oda and Xiao in the back seat were moved!

Suddenly, tears flowed from the corners of Xiao Tian's eyes, Zhao Yang looked in the rearview mirror, his heart sank, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Tian, do you know about this?"

His move was to prevent Xiao Tian from being seen by Lao Chen because he was too sad, however, he was a bit of a thief.

No matter how smart Lao Chen was, he would never have guessed that the two workers behind him were possessed by ghosts, and the two ghosts who possessed them turned out to be his dead lover and son!

Xiao Tian hurriedly wiped away a handful of tears, nodded, and said, "I know." ”

"You see, Lao Chen, not only the people in your village know about this, but even the workers of our distillery know about it. Zhao Yang said with a smile.

The workers in the cellar this time are all workers from Zhaoyang Distillery, but they are divided into two categories, one is from Lijia Village, and the other is the old people from Laochen Distillery.

"Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, our two villages are close to each other, and it's normal to know. Lao Chen sighed.

"It's okay, I just remembered it all of a sudden, and I asked you. Zhao Yang said with a smile.

"If my son hadn't been stabbed to death by that crazy woman, he would have grown up by now. Lao Chen sighed.

At this moment, Xiao Xiao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly wanted to speak, but he was pulled by Xiao Tian and forcibly held back what he was about to say.

Xiao Xiao turned his head to look at Xiao Tian, and finally gave up the idea of talking.

After that, there was nothing to say all the way, Lao Chen was immersed in the painful memories of the past while driving, and he had no time to take care of the people behind him, while Xiao Tian and Xiao Xiao kept looking at Lao Chen, the little ghost had no concept of his father, but he was not sad or anything, and Xiao Tian was heartbroken while looking at Lao Chen.

At this time, she really wanted to tell Lao Chen who she was, but because she had promised Zhao Yang before, she could only sit there and watch silently, looking at Lao Chen, who was now old.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, Lao Chen has changed from the prime of life to a middle-aged and elderly person, and there have been many vicissitudes.

It didn't take long for the van to drive into Xinghu Village, and when he saw the village he was very familiar with, Oda felt like a world away.

She went home, for the first time in more than a decade......

But she never belonged here again.

Under the leadership of Lao Chen and Zhao Yang, they found someone to load cement and bricks, as well as some wall building tools, and let people send them to the mountain first, while the four of them came to a restaurant.

At Zhao Yang's strong request, they sat down at the empty table and ordered a few dishes, and asked the restaurant to make another ten meals to pack.

Zhao Yang's gaze swept over the faces of Lao Chen, the female ghost, and the little ghost, and he sighed in his heart, this may be the last time the three of them get together.

As soon as the meal was served, "less than" started directly, and then Zhao Yang realized that although the little ghost was eighteen years old, its mind and habits had not grown, and it was still the same as when it was four years old.

Lao Chen was really a little angry when he saw that "Xiao" was grabbing vegetables and eating like a madman, and was about to open his mouth to scold, but was stopped by Zhao Yang and said: "Xiaoxiao is frightened below, you don't care about him." ”

"Is it really just a dungeon down there, then they passed out inside, why are you okay?" asked Lao Chen strangely.

"There's a ghost down there. ”

As soon as Zhao Yang's words fell, the chopsticks that "Xiao Tian" had just picked up fell on the table with a "click", and "less" also stopped moving.

Lao Chen glanced at the two of them and said to Zhao Yang, "You said there are ghosts in that underground palace?"

"Yes......" Zhao Yang nodded and said, "But I have already cleaned it up, and there will be no more trouble." ”

After listening to Zhao Yang's words, the faces of "Xiao Tian" and "Less" softened a little.

Xiao Tian picked up the chopsticks again and gave Xiao Xiao a chopstick dish, this very intimate act fell in Lao Chen's eyes, Lao Chen frowned and said, "It seems that you two are scared by ghosts." ”

Xiao Tian and Xiao nodded hurriedly, and now, Zhao Yang smiled: "Normal, who is not afraid of the hell?"

"Do you still have the ability to subdue ghosts?" said Lao Chen to Zhao Yang.

"Well, I can't see it, right? I learned a demon subjugation technique from my master in the mountains back then, and it just came in handy. Zhao Yang said nonsense.

"Okay, you kid is really good!" Lao Chen didn't doubt it, and directly believed Zhao Yang.

Because of Zhao Yang's vast magical powers, Lao Chen has seen it more than once.

"Uncle Chen, have you burned paper for their mother and son every year over the years?" asked Zhao Yang.

"Burn, how can you not burn!" Lao Chen said very painfully: "That's my son, my own son!"

At this moment, Xiao blinked his eyes, looking innocent.

His mental age is only four years old, and he doesn't understand Lao Chen's words at all.

He didn't understand, so he didn't know how painful Lao Chen was about losing him.

At this time, Zhao Yang sighed: "If your son knew that you thought of him like this, he would be very happy." ”

"Son!" Lao Chen sighed, raised his head, and tears filled his old eyes: "I don't have this blessing, I don't deserve a son!"

At this time, Xiao Tian began to secretly wipe away his tears again, and even Zhao Yang was moved by this scene.

It's a tragedy that people and ghosts have different paths......

After a while, Zhao Yang poured a glass of wine for Lao Chen, and as soon as the two clinked glasses, Zhao Yang said, "Come, a toast to your dead son!"

At this time, Xiao Tian and Xiao Xiao also raised their glasses, touched them, and didn't speak, but raised their heads and dried up half a cup of small burning!

Zhao Yang looked straight in his eyes, and said in his heart I, Cao, don't be so fierce, you are not afraid, you should be guilty when you turn back!

Lao Chen was also stunned by Xiao Tian and Xiao Xiao, and he couldn't help but say, "You two don't drink so fast, how can I remember that you two don't drink much." ”

"Okay, Lao Chen, people finally climbed up from the bottom, and it can be regarded as an escape from death, drink some wine to suppress the shock, there is nothing wrong. Zhao Yang said.

"Okay, then you two don't drink too much, you'll have to go up to work in the mountains later. Lao Chen admonished.

(End of chapter)