Easier said than done

My mother is also a nagging master, and she can't stop nagging at Huang Banxian's place. She even talked about my sister, saying that the children are not up to date with each other. The grandson can't hold it.

When I heard this, my heart was pounding. In fact, I had long imagined that my sister would move out, but money was tight.

In the end, the Huang Banxian didn't say a fart, he just looked at the palm of his hand for a long time to comfort my mother, saying that my fate is coming soon, so my mother can rest assured.

Probably Huang Banxian's words played a role, but my mother didn't say much about me when she went back.

The problem is that the thing on the top of my head is still making trouble for me. It insists on chatting with me, and keeps asking me if he is dead.

I was so scared that I didn't dare to turn off the lights to sleep at night.

After tossing like this until the daytime, when I went to work again, I deliberately passed by the place where the accident happened yesterday, and the place was actually cleaned up an hour after the incident.

Looking at it now, it was so clean that there was not even a single blood spot.

Besides, the people in the company didn't seem to be too talkative, so I was a little puzzled, so I quickly found Xiao Li, who had a good relationship, and I asked him, "Li Zi, what did you say about the man who jumped off the building yesterday?"

As soon as Li Zi heard me ask him, he subconsciously looked around and saw that no one was in front of him, then lowered his voice and said, "Fuck, don't talk nonsense everywhere, the higher-ups have issued orders, saying that no discussion is allowed, who will talk about it?" You didn’t know who to fire, you left yesterday, a lot of reporters came, even the people above came down, that’s making a fuss, but no one knows exactly what the person who jumped off the building did.”

I thought I could hear something, but I didn't fart for a long time.

I was a little disappointed, and I wasn't too focused on my work, so I went to the newspaper shop next to the building to see if there were any newspapers reporting what happened yesterday.

The result is still clean and there is no news at all.

I was even more depressed, and I thought to myself, what is the matter, the street tabloids that usually use a page to repay any star who has not buttoned up, why are they so silent this time?

But I can't ask the ghost directly, who knows what kind of thing he is, unless I pretend that I don't know anything, I really don't know what to do, and I dare not discuss it with my mother, because I am afraid of scaring the old lady.

That's it for the night.

During dinner in the evening, my sister came back for the first time. It is said that she is a dancer who practiced the morning dance with the old lady. She wanted to introduce someone to my sister. My mother gave a death order that my sister must come back.

My sister got angry when she saw me, and she nodded at me and said, "You brat, brat, it's all your fault for not getting married soon, and for not getting married soon, you see, you're making trouble for me."

I was upset, and I said, "Whether I get married or not has nothing to do with you, you old aunt."

My sister got even angrier when she heard that, and turned her eyes at me: "You want to get married, but my mother can still force me like this, it's all your fault."

I'm also full of anger, but after all, there is someone who can negotiate.

After a makeshift meal, I went to find her secretly, because she is a person, although she looks like a woman, but she doesn't know what she is pretending to be inside. She likes to read ghost stories since she was a child, and she plays like a pen fairy when she is free. Ah or something.

I said, "Datou Wang, I'm going to ask you something, what do you say if you are haunted by a ghost?"

My sister was upset when I called her a nickname, she glanced at me and said, "Wang wets the bed, you call me a nickname again, be careful I will publicize your bedwetting to you all over the world."

I'm not afraid of her, so I sat next to her and said, "It's just right, you are going to publicize it to me. It's your fault that I can't get a wife. Look, my mother will fight you hard."

My sister was not annoyed when she heard that, she just glanced at me twice, which made me shudder, and finally she lowered her voice and asked me: "You boy won't come to my house easily, tell me, are you asking me to borrow money again?" money."

Hearing what he said, I was too contemptuous of people, so I frowned hard and said, "Well, I have other things to do, and the matter of borrowing money is not urgent right now."

My sister just said oh, and I didn't dare to tell her in detail, because I was afraid of scaring her. Women are a bit naughty. What's wrong with a buddy.

My sister got excited after hearing this, and kept asking me if the one who jumped off the building was abandoned by my brother, otherwise how would I find my buddy.

I wondered where this was going, so I said, "It's not like you haven't seen my buddies before. They are bachelors who compete with each other, crying all day long and wanting to marry a wife, and there are women who jump off the building for them."

My sister did not believe this.

I asked my sister what to do if this happened to me. My sister was obviously not interested in my brother’s affairs, so she took a laptop and surfed the Internet and said perfunctorily: “I’m not a witch, I don’t know if you ask me. Ah, besides, maybe it’s their tinnitus, why are there so many ghosts, they are all scary things.”

Well, I've been busy again.

But my sister reminded me that she told him to go to the temple to worship Bai if it was impossible.

I thought it was right, I should find a professional, so I hurriedly called the company and asked for a day off. I didn’t even care about the attendance bonus. It's time for all the monks to collect tickets, so it's like I didn't go if I went.

I continued to be depressed. In the past few days, that thing seemed to know something. It started to remind me of his life. Why should I not be impulsive?

I was wondering, this person jumped off such a tall building and died, so why is he talking so much nonsense.

I finally couldn't bear it anymore, so I replied to him: "Are you annoying?"

As a result, I regretted it as soon as I said it. Didn’t I just pretend to be self-inflicted? As soon as he found out that I could hear him, he was so excited that he insisted on talking to him about his grievances.

I said in my heart that it's your uncle, if you have revenge and revenge, go to revenge, whoever loves his mother, it's none of my business?