Chapter 5, Lighting the Lantern to Ask the Ghosts (Part 2)

"What are you doing here? It's so cold, why aren't you going to sleep?" After seeing the person clearly, my mother let out a sigh of relief and greeted Tuesday's daughter-in-law.

So is that all there is for my son? My mother couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness; she had originally believed that Zhou Dayou would have a solution, but the harsh reality made her dare not hold onto such hopes any longer

"Hehe, you sisters-in-law have such a good relationship," my mother said sincerely. If that's the case, the wife on Tuesday really has nothing to say to the widow.

This time, Widow Zhou did not utter any nonsense; she directly said to my mother: "I am Zhou Da."

Zhou Da's statement is indeed quite tragic, but after my mother heard about a group of ghosts, she no longer had the time to delve into the matters of Zhou Da and Widow Zhou; all she wanted was for Zhou Da to continue speaking and to clarify everything.

However, the widow Zhou in front of me—no, I should say, the formidable Zhou—had no intention of engaging in idle chatter with my mother. She got straight to the point and said: "I don't know the details of your child's situation. The moment you brought him in, I saw a group of very fierce individuals following him. Do you understand what that means?"

"What should we do then?" Upon hearing this, my mother finally asked, as the things Zhou Da spoke of that entangled his own son were so fierce that my mother could no longer hold back

After resting for a few minutes, Widow Zhou walked to the bedside, disregarding my mother's astonished gaze, pulled the quilt over herself, and then sat down on the bed, her body still trembling slightly

She believes that if there were truly no way out, Widow Zhou and her husband would not have been murmuring for so long, and they appear to have something to say to her.

My sister-in-law has a hard life; I feel she suffers. On Tuesday, my wife got up and scooped a ladle of water from the large water tank, and with a splash, she poured it into the boiling pot.

"Show m.hetushucom.com, Sister Yun, my sister-in-law is suffering."

If my mother can't see anything like this, even Widow Zhou herself would find it hard to believe

After saying this, on Tuesday, the wife turned around and went back into the house. She probably has seen similar situations many times and felt that expressing it would relieve her frustration, so it was nothing significant.

You must believe that my mother has completely calmed down at this point, which is why she possesses such analytical ability. Therefore, one should never underestimate the wisdom of women and their greater adaptability to adversity compared to men

As expected, Zhou Da was quite satisfied with my mother's calmness and continued speaking to himself: "They threatened me. I originally intended to help your son check his crown chakra to see if there was any stagnant energy. But when I took a look, they bared their teeth and threatened me. They are restless spirits, filled with heavy resentment, and they remain in the mortal realm, unlike me. Not to mention a group; even if I encountered just one, I would have to avoid it. Therefore, I had no choice." They are restless spirits, filled with heavy resentment, and they remain in the mortal realm, unlike me. Not to mention a group; even if I encountered just one, I would have to avoid it. Therefore, I had no choice.

My mother has seen something, and Widow Zhou is aware of it. This incident came suddenly, and Widow Zhou could not be concerned about anything while handling the matter. It is worth noting that in the past, when she was doing "business," she always entered the house alone.

Fortunately, my father was in the room on Tuesday at that time, and I estimated that he did not hear my mother's faint cries, which were caused by her trembling

Seeing my mother fall silent, Zhou Da continued without waiting for her to ask: "Do not blame me; I have been in the mortal realm for so long, and I am inherently quite fragile. The moment I saw you enter with your son, I knew this matter would not be easy to handle. I originally did not want to cause any trouble. However, I could not resist my wife's pleas."

The face of Widow Zhou displayed a look of hesitation, clearly indicating that Zhou Da was in a state of indecision

Holding the ginger soup, my mother fed Widow Zhou mouthful by mouthful. Perhaps her state of mind had changed, as her movements softened a few degrees. After finishing the ginger soup, my mother, unable to restrain herself, took Widow Zhou's hand, wanting to warm it up. However, upon grasping it, she found it chillingly cold.

Then my mother carefully carried the ginger soup in a coarse porcelain bowl out of the kitchen, with Zhou Er's wife closely following behind her. Just as my mother stepped out of the kitchen, Zhou Er's wife let out a soft sigh behind her.

However, with Zhou Da's shout, my mother finally regained a bit of her composure and was no longer so fearful in front of him. She could not withstand the overwhelming masculine energy, which suggests that even ghosts are not all-powerful.

As soon as her voice fell, Zhou Da in front of her exclaimed loudly: "Do not shout, men have strong yang energy, I cannot withstand this impact"

After Widow Zhou finished speaking, she fell silent, closing her eyes. Her entire body trembled again, and then she leaned on the table, taking a long time to recover.

Whenever I think about being haunted day and night by a group of ghosts, and about how my home is filled with these spirits around the clock, my mother feels as if she is going insane. In an instant, she loses her composure and starts to call out in a trembling voice: "Old Chen, Old Chen..."

At the moment when my mother was feeling sad and sentimental, Widow Zhou also ceased her murmuring, suddenly jolted her body, opened her eyes again, shook off her blanket, and sat down across the table from my mother

But what about my mother? It took her a long time to steady the ginger soup, and she stood there for half a day, only to regain her composure. Reflecting on the performance of Widow Zhou in the west wing, and then recalling the words of Zhou Er's wife, I was already convinced by seventy or eighty percent.

I truly feel that my elder brother hasn't left when I have the * picture * book, yet I am uncertain whether it is good or bad to cling to my sister-in-law like this. My sister-in-law's health is indeed deteriorating.

"Listen to me until I finish speaking," Zhou Da waved his hand and continued, "The ghostly eye is different from the human eye; no matter how great my abilities are, I cannot see everything. However, I can clearly discern a person's fortune. For instance, if someone is destined for good fortune, there will be a red light above their crown. Such a person, I can see from a distance, and I must avoid them. If a person has neither blessings nor misfortunes, there will be nothing above their crown. If someone is facing calamity, there will definitely be gray energy; if there is black energy, that signifies death energy, and even if they do not die, they will suffer a serious illness. If a person has neither blessings nor misfortunes, there will be nothing above their crown. If someone is facing calamity, there will definitely be gray energy; if there is black energy, that signifies death energy, and even if they do not die, they will suffer a serious illness. I thought to do my part and help you check if your son has death energy, and then inform you about the situation that is troubling him. However, I cannot see your son; it feels very vague. I wanted to ask you to hold him closer for a better look, but I was threatened. When I glanced over, I noticed a faint yellow light above your son's head, which I truly cannot comprehend."

Once again, my mother truly did not know what to say. However, the next statement from my wife on Tuesday startled her greatly, causing her to nearly spill the ginger tea she was holding.

At this point, Zhou let out a sigh and muttered, "It is of no use to ask me to accumulate virtue; no matter how much virtue I accumulate, it won't change the situation between me and Yuehong."

At this moment, the two women engaged in some unspoken communication.

At this moment, she needs the man of the house to make a decision

Widow Zhou broke free from my mother's hand, shook her head, and her expression clearly conveyed to my mother that it was of no concern to her; she appeared willing.

"Uh... Xiuyun... Uh... Could you please make... Uh... a bowl of ginger soup... Uh... and bring it to me?" When Widow Zhou said this, her teeth were chattering.

The son is full of promise

Only my mother could handle this situation; if it were my father, with his blunt nature, it would likely evoke a sense of eerie horror

Upon pushing open the door to the kitchen, my mother discovered someone sitting inside. This sudden encounter startled her, who was already on edge, quite a bit.

Upon closer inspection, is it not the second daughter-in-law of the Zhou family sitting in front of the large stove in the kitchen?

I am currently tending to the stove, preparing to boil some water to make ginger soup. On Tuesday, my wife casually remarked while adding firewood to the stove.

It is for my sister-in-law. In the past, after she finished her work, she often needed a bowl of ginger soup. I figured she would want it this time as well, so I hurried over to make a bowl for her

Looking at this couple, my mother was reminded of the deep affection she shares with my father. She wondered if, should one of them pass away first, they would also make such a choice. Lost in thought, my mother unexpectedly shed tears.

My mother waited patiently, for just now, the words of my sister-in-law on Tuesday made this scene appear to her as if a couple were discussing something. Unfortunately, their distance was more than just a matter of thousands of miles.

Pointing to the stool, Widow Zhou gestured for my mother to sit down. She turned her head alone and began to murmur on the bed, likely discussing some important matter. Widow Zhou's expressions were vivid, her speech rapid, and she even incorporated some gestures.

This is a unique kindness and simplicity of the people in the mountains. Although they are worried about their own children, they cannot bear to see Widow Zhou in such a frozen state. Moreover, others are also helping themselves, aren't they

My mother also did not know how to respond to this, so she simply stood up, picked up the kitchen knife, and began to help her chop the old ginger placed on the cutting board

Zhou Dayi finished speaking all this in one breath, which can be considered as having clarified the situation to my mother. Unfortunately, from his implication, he really had no solution to offer. My mother's question was essentially in vain.

However, the strong sense of unwillingness made my mother ask one more question

Since Widow Zhou asked my mother to wait, my mother had no choice but to wait. After all, she was in need of assistance from others. Even if she felt anxious inside, she had to show sufficient patience and sincerity.

Although I had been mentally prepared for a long time that Zhou Da was still here, when I suddenly heard Widow Zhou say she was Zhou Da, my mother was still extremely startled. She immediately stood up and took a long time to sit back down.

Women tend to be more emotional compared to men. While such matters may seem frightening to discuss, they also touch upon a softer part of their hearts. If the bond between a couple were not deep, how could they possibly remain together even in the face of separation?

Could this be possession by a ghost? My mother, who has never really left the countryside, may not have much experience with other matters, but she has certainly heard a lot about supernatural occurrences. She does have some understanding of the concept of 'ghost possession'.

Upon reflecting on this, my mother felt a greater sense of sympathy for Widow Zhou, her gaze softening as she carried the ginger soup into the dimly lit west wing, her heart no longer filled with fear.

My mother responded with a sound and immediately went out to make ginger soup, without asking another word

The two individuals were silently busy in the kitchen, and before long, a bowl of steaming ginger soup was ready.

Upon hearing this, my mother turned pale with fear; just this one was terrifying enough, but what about a whole group following behind

As soon as my mother saw the play, she immediately looked at Zhou Da with eyes full of pleading and hope

"Making ginger soup? What a coincidence, I am also helping your sister-in-law make ginger soup." My mother was quite surprised, marveling as she helped Zhou Er's wife add firewood to the stove