Anecdotes about ghosts

The driver who carried Lu Ke and the others was a warm-hearted person who was familiar with him. After a while, he chatted with Lu Ke familiarly: "Young man, your accent doesn't sound like a local, come here to play?"

Lu Ke: "Huh?"

Before Lu Ke could answer, the old driver said again: "But since you are here for fun, why go to the old city if you have nothing to do, the new city is so nice."

Lu Ke: "We are not—"

"Master, how far is this road?" The village branch secretary interrupted Lu Ke, his voice sounded a little nervous, "Is there anyone still living there?"

Lu Ke turned his head to look, only to find that the air conditioner was turned on in the car, but the village party secretary was sweating profusely. From time to time, he glanced at Qinqin who was sleeping on his shoulder, his expression full of melancholy.

Lu Ke first thought: "He didn't want to send Qinqin away, so it's reasonable to be nervous."

However, after thinking about it carefully, I felt a little terrified for no reason—what if Lin Fangruo's home could not be found in the past?

Every city's railway station is generally set up far away from the city center, and Lin Fangruo's home happens to be not in that urban area.

The enthusiastic driver quickly answered for the two people in the car who had their own concerns: "Here, it's very fast, we will arrive in front."

As soon as the driver finished speaking, the left-turn light at the intersection turned on, and the car turned from the straight and wide driveway into a street that could only accommodate two cars, as if entering a paradise.

There are luxuriant sycamore trees standing side by side on both sides of this road, and the sound of cicadas comes in through the car windows, one after another, continuously, and the layers of green leaves above cover the erosion of the scorching sun, making the place very cool.

The driver stopped the car on the road and said with a smile, "Here we are."

"Thank you, how much is the total?"

"twenty."

"Okay." Lu Ke handed the fare to the driver and got off the last one.

Before the uncle driver left, he stuck his head out of the window and shouted: "Little brothers, you can go to the snack street in front at night. All the old snacks in our city are there."

Lu Ke: "Thank you."

In a rapidly developing city, this street seems to exist to portray its original memory. There is a row of shops behind the plane tree, or sell daily sundries, or sell hardware, or open a small noodle shop. With the simple style of the past.

Children are playing with each other on the eaves, and there are also old men and women sitting on deck chairs under the trees, enjoying the shade and gossiping, leisurely.

Lin Fangruo stared at the familiar and unfamiliar things around her, and couldn't help shedding two lines of tears, and asked in disbelief, "I... I'm finally back?"

Leaving home when I was young, and finally returning home in middle age, how many people can understand all the bitterness during this period.

Lin Fangruo raised his hand weakly, pointed to an old man under the tree, and said, "That's me, Uncle Lin. I remember that when I ran away from home, he didn't have so many gray hairs. I didn't expect all of them to be white now. And That, that's my Aunt Li."

She rambled on and on, but Lu Ke didn't listen much.

The uncle driver happened to stop at the entrance of the community, and after a few steps forward, he could see the rusty iron gate that hadn't been painted for a long time.

If Lu Ke guessed correctly, that was Lin Fangruo's home.

But she seemed to be worried about something, she still didn't dare to step in, and wandered around the door wiping her tears.

Lu Siqing looked at her increasingly transparent soul body, cast a soul-fixing spell on it, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, if it's too late, it will be too late."

Lin Fangruo replied with tears in her eyes, "Yes."

Lu Ke silently followed behind Lin Fangruo, and reminded the village party secretary, "Follow me this way."

Passing through the iron gate, I saw a large round flower bed inside, and three six-storey old buildings were located in three directions.

The walls of the old buildings are covered with green ivy, and the appearance of being in disrepair forms a sharp contrast with those high-rise buildings.

Although she has been away from home for more than 20 years, Lin Fangruo is still familiar with finding her own house, as if she just left yesterday and came back today.

In the end, Lin Fangruo stopped in front of a door on the fourth floor of the second unit. The Spring Festival couplets written during the Chinese New Year were pasted on the door——Happy family welcomes safe wanderers to celebrate the new year outside, and horizontally wrote "Reunion and roundness".

If Lin Fangruo recognized it, it was his father's handwriting, and she burst into tears: "This is it, this is it. Dad, Mom, my daughter is back, and my daughter is back to see you."

She cried more and more, and her soul and body became weaker and more transparent.

Qinqin seemed to have noticed something strange, and suddenly asked the village party secretary: "Father, do you want me?"

The village party secretary didn't want Qinqin to stay here at first, but now when Qinqin asked her, she was heartbroken, and immediately dragged Qinqin's hand and was about to go downstairs: "Don't do it, don't do it, I'll take You go back to the village, let's go back!"

Just at this moment, a middle-aged woman with a fruit bag came up, she was taken aback for a moment, and then sternly shouted: "Who are you, why are you surrounding my door?!"

Lin Fangruo immediately froze in place: "Sister..."

When Lu Ke heard Lin Fangruo's address, he reacted, and before the misunderstanding got worse, he said, "Hello, Auntie, we are entrusted by your sister."

"My sister?" Lin Fanggui was stunned for a second, then asked in surprise, "Do you have my sister's whereabouts? Then where is she now? Is she okay?"

Seeing Lin Fanggui's earnest eyes, Lu Ke couldn't tell the truth about Lin Fangruo's death all at once, so he said tactfully, "Don't worry, Auntie, we are not liars, but it's a long story, I wonder if we can talk about it in another place?"

Lin Fanggui has lived almost half of her life, how could she not know the skill of observing words and expressions, she has basically guessed the truth from the boy's expression.

Unable to tighten his hand, Lin Fanggui tried hard to restrain his grief, and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, then there is no need to look for another place, come with me into the house."

Lu Ke: "Excuse me."

The village party secretary, who was clamoring to leave, fell silent instantly under Lu Siqing's slap, and reluctantly followed into the house.

Stepping into the door, you will be greeted by the simple and old aroma of books.

Lin Fangruo's family should be considered well-to-do - three bedrooms and two living rooms, spacious and bright, antique decoration style, elegant atmosphere, a majestic landscape painting hanging on the wall, it looks like a scholarly family.

Probably hearing the sound, an old man wearing reading glasses walked out of the study.

Lin Fangruo dropped the oil-paper umbrella from her hand and shouted, "Dad!"

Papa Lin's hair was already gray, and he bent his body a little bit. It seems that many strangers came to the house. He was stunned for a while, and asked for a while, "Fanggui, who are these?"

Lin Fanggui thought for a while before replying, "Dad, they said there was news about Fangruo."

"What?" Papa Lin visibly trembled, almost unable to stand still, Lin Fanggui hurried up to help Papa Lin onto the sofa, "Dad, be careful."

Father Lin held his daughter's hand tightly, his voice trembling: "You mean, there is news from Fang Ruo?"

Lin Fanggui nodded: "To tell you the truth, I didn't intend to tell you about this, but you have worked so hard to find Fangruo and read Fangruo all your life, and my daughter really doesn't want you to have any regrets. But you must promise your daughter that no matter what you listen to Don't get excited about the news, okay?"

At the end of Lin Fanggui's speech, tears welled up in her eyes.

The secretary of the village party committee was also confused at the time, but now seeing Lin Fangruo's parents miss and care for her, she feels a different state of mind.

But for Lu Ke, it was even more tormenting than them.

Because no one else could see Lin Fangruo, and they couldn't see that when she rushed towards her father, she went straight through Lin's father.

The powerlessness and annoyance on Lin Fangruo's face was really heartbreaking.

She knelt beside Father Lin and wept bitterly like a cuckoo crying blood: "Dad, my daughter is not filial. You have worked so hard to raise your daughter, but she has not been able to be filial to you for a day. Dad, my daughter knows it is wrong, and my daughter knows it is wrong."

Lin Fanggui arranged for Papa Lin, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, walked to Lu Ke, and said politely: "Young man, tell us everything you know." She paused, "Please tell us the truth , thank you very much."

On the other side, Lin Fangruo desperately shook her head at Lu Ke: "Don't... don't tell them the truth, tell them, I'm doing fine."

Even the village party secretary couldn't help looking at Lu Ke, with a certain longing in his eyes.

In fact, even if Lin Fang didn't say anything and the village branch didn't ask, Lu Ke would have already made his own plans.

People live a lifetime, but only a few decades, whether sad or happy, or sad or happy, why should we live so clearly.Lin Fangruo has been in pain for so long, her pain should not continue on her family.

Lu Ke did not hide the fact that Lin Fangruo was kidnapped, but only tampered with her experience of being inferior to pigs and dogs in Nanyang Village.

He even portrayed the village party secretary as a good man, created a love story of a man farming and a woman weaving, and shaped Lin Fangruo's hard but happy life.

He told the Lin family that if Lin Fang had been afraid to come back because she felt ashamed of her parents, she had planned to come back later, but luckily, something happened, and heaven and man were separated forever.

He said: "We searched for a long time before we found this place. We wanted to bring Aunt Fangruo's ashes back to fulfill her long-cherished wish. Now that the ashes have been delivered, Aunt Fangruo can rest in peace."

After Lu Ke finished speaking, he took Lin Fangruo's urn out of his backpack.

Lin Guifang cried and carried the urn to Papa Lin: "Dad, look, Fangruo is back."

Lin's father had been weeping for a long time, and he burst into tears: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back. Fangruo, if your mother is in the spirit of heaven, she can rest in peace too....Our family is finally reunited."

Lu Kefang knew that Mama Lin had passed away.

After they had cried enough, Lu Ke brought up the matter about Qinqin.Fortunately, Lin Guifang decided to adopt Qinqin without saying a word.

Because she was too focused on her career when she was young, she missed the best childbearing age. When she wanted to have children later, the doctor told her that she was no longer suitable for childbearing.

Qinqin's arrival was simply the best gift God gave her.

The village party secretary felt that he was ashamed of Lin Fangruo, so he didn't interfere with this matter any more, and agreed willingly.

Father Lin said that he would put his daughter's ashes next to her mother's and let them reunite there.

On the train back, Lu Ke finally found something to chat with Lu Siqing.

Lu Ke: "Master, I have a question to ask you."

Lu Siqing: "Huh?"

Lu Ke: "After you get there, can Lin Fang meet her mother?"

Lu Siqing thought for a while and said, "Well, maybe it can."

However, the underworld is so big, how can he know whether it can or cannot.

It's just that Lu Ke can deceive people with white lies, so wouldn't Lu Siqing understand that he is dozens of centuries older than him?

On their way back to Xiangyang Town, Lu Ke heard from the village party secretary that he planned to bring Mrs. Yang from Nanyang Village to the city where Qinqin was located, so that he could also help and take care of Qinqin.

But whether the village party secretary will go or not, Lu Ke has no way of knowing afterwards. In short, the matter came to an end like this.