My words frightened the two brothers, Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun. I punctured the fact that the two of them didn't want to believe.

But in fact, I don't know what Song Xian really saw, and he was so demented that he hallucinated.

The two brothers preferred to believe the latter explanation.

Liu Zhijun immediately said: "Mom, don't scare us. You're really confused. ”

Liu Zhiguo also immediately agreed.

The two grabbed Song Xian's two hands. Judging by their expressions, they were a little scared to touch Song Xian. Despite this, the two still carried Song Xian to leave.

Song Hyun struggled to his feet, sat down, and cried loudly, his hands still open, trying to grasp the contents of the iron railing.

Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun were like the most cruel kidnappers, dragging an old man to the car like this.

The two of them are not young anymore, and they are a little unbearable when they encounter Song Xian struggling so desperately.

In the past, more than a year ago, I would suggest that the two of them call an ambulance and send Song Xian directly to receive psychological and spiritual treatment. Now, I can't say anything like that. There's no way I'm going to send someone who claims to have seen a ghost to a mental hospital. If I did, I would have been in a psychiatric hospital myself.

Guo Yujie couldn't look at it, and stepped forward to stop Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun. She has a lot of strength, pay attention, and deliberately control it, she can hold Song Xian, make her unable to move, and not hurt her.

Song Xian was restrained by Guo Yujie's hands and shoulders, leaning on Guo Yujie's arms, and wanted to see the things in the iron railing, crying uncontrollably.

"Grandma Song, calm down first, don't worry. Say it well. You ......"

"What is there to say about this! My mom just has a sick brain! Liu Zhiguo wiped his sweat.

Liu Zhijun said: "This can't be done. Or get a doctor or something...... I'll call an ambulance......"

Liu Zhiguo complained: "This ghost land-there is no one in this place for half a day, when will the ambulance come?" What are you doing here......" he glared at me.

I was still standing in front of the railing, and when his eyes touched me, he immediately dodged and didn't dare to look at the factory.

I took a look at the factory.

Song Xian cried so loudly, but there was no sound at all in the entire factory. What's even more terrifying is that we haven't seen a single person or car in all this time.

It's not a weekly holiday, it's not work time, it's already noon.

It seemed like there were only five of us left in the world.

Liu Zhiguo was very reluctant to come over. I didn't want to accompany Song Xian to find a cemetery, I just wanted to bury the ashes of my grandparents casually.

Liu Zhijun seems to be a little oriented towards his mother Song Xian, and is willing to spend time and energy to coax Song Xian.

Song Xian couldn't listen to anything at this time, and cried vigorously, as if he wanted to cry away the tears of his life and the next life. The way she looks makes people worry about whether she will suddenly pass out.

Guo Yujie can only control her behavior, not her emotions.

I said, "Let her go." ”

"What are you doing!" Liu Zhiguo was furious.

"It's all like this, and it's useless to stop her." I replied and walked up to Song Xian, "Grandma Song, do you still know who I am?" ”

Song Hyun ignored me.

"I want to help you. I took out your parents' ashes, remember? I asked.

Song Xian only looked at me at this time.

"Did you know that your parents are dead?" I asked cautiously, observing Song Hyun's emotions.

Song Xian's tears welled up again, and his eyes looked at the factory.

"We're going to send them off. Good no good? You say goodbye to them, and then we'll go back, okay? You also have two sons and grandchildren, right? Your parents don't want you to be so upset. I persuaded.

Song Xian lowered his head for a long time before he raised his head and said, "I have to send them over." ”

She still wanted to send the ashes of the two old people here.

I asked uncertainly, "What about after you send it over?" ”

This place is someone's factory, and even outside the factory, it is a municipal road. It's not like it used to be, just find a hill and bury people. Even in the past, the poor people were not so unsophisticated. In ancient times, there were mass graves, and it was not that corpses and ashes were thrown on the streets.

Song Xian just muttered, "I have to send it over." Be sure to send it over. ”

"What are you going to do after you send it here? Where to put it, or where to bury it? I asked.

Song Xian seemed to think for a while, and seemed to understand my simple question, "It's sent to Abba and Grandma." ”

Liu Zhiguo said: "This is a factory! There's also a power grid on top! How do you stuff it in? Or Sarin? ”

Liu Zhijun patted Liu Zhiguo, "Sprinkle inside, sprinkle inside, there is no one here." I didn't see the surveillance ...... either."

Liu Zhiguo was silent.

Such a way of dealing with it, he is probably acceptable.

I looked around, and there was no one and no one watching. It's a bit immoral to do that, but there doesn't seem to be any other way. I'm trying to get in touch with someone from the factory here to see if I can ask them to be accommodating. When Song Xian pours the ashes, we will help clean it up, or give some money. If people have taboos, they can only find another way. I'm sympathetic to Song Xian's. That's the normal way to solve it. But when it comes to the supernatural, I'm a little worried about what bad consequences will happen if the ashes of those two jars are scattered.

For the time being, I didn't see yin qi, I didn't see ghosts, and Song Xian's parents didn't show up, let alone attack us.

I motioned for Guo Yujie to let go and let Song Xian go and say goodbye to her parents.

Song Xian hurriedly ran over, put his hand into the railing again, clasped his hands weakly, lowered his head and cried, like a child who has found his parents.

She muttered and said a string of words in a dialect I didn't understand.

I looked at Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun.

Liu Zhiguo was still resentful and didn't notice my gaze.

Liu Zhijun shook his head and said, "I...... I've never heard my mom say anything like that......"

Song Xian's voice was very small and fast, because she was crying, her voice was still very muffled, and I couldn't even tell the dialect of what she was talking about.

Liu Zhijun sighed with emotion, "I really don't know about my grandparents, and I've never heard my mother mention it." My dad didn't say either. Before my grandparents died, I didn't even think about them, I didn't have any thoughts in my head. When my grandparents died, I asked a question. ”

"It was when our grandfather died, you asked." Liu Zhiguo let out a sigh.

"Yes, it's when Grandpa died. My dad was so sad that he drank and talked a lot about my grandfather's past. My mom was next to me and didn't answer. He drank and lay down, so I asked my mother about my grandfather. Liu Zhijun recalled.

"Mom said at the time that they were already dead. That's it. Liu Zhiguo said calmly.

"At that time, you moved to the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants?" I asked.

The two brothers nodded together.

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