what is my husband

Cao Jinxiang is an unshakable towering tree to the Cao family.If it weren't for him, the Cao family wouldn't be where it is today.

His artifice is convincing and his temper is volatile.When he was young, he was majestic and frightening, but when he got old, he became gloomy.Thinking of the solemn face of the old man, Cao Rui felt very tired.

He also grew up under the old man's knees, and he was no less afraid of his grandfather than outsiders.

That slap when he was a child made him tremble deep in his heart every time he saw Cao Jinxiang.

The sketch paper in his hand was deformed by a few fingers. He stood at the door of the study and raised his hand to buckle it a few times.

There was no answer from the room, but a few coughs.Cao Rui trembled in fright, remembering his sister's words, he mustered up the courage to knock on the door again.

This time, Cao Jinxiang said: "Come in."

Cao Rui walked in lightly, and found that the old man was lying on the couch by the window basking in the sun.He was covered with a thin blanket, and there was a cup of tea on the coffee table at hand, without turning his head, he said, "What's the matter?"

Cao Rui handed over the painting tremblingly, "Grandpa, do you know this person?"

It is strange to say that there is not a portrait of great-grandmother in the entire Cao family.Cao Rui was curious, and for no reason, he became more confident, "Minmin met this person in City B, and she seems to know you."

Cao Jinxiang opened his eyes, turned his head casually, and sat up straight when he saw the portrait clearly.He took down the painting, clutching it tightly in his hand, his eyeballs protruding from staring too hard, and the muscles of his cheeks twitching with the tight jaw.

"Where did it come from?"

"What?" Cao Jinxiang didn't hear clearly, subconsciously moved his head forward.

Cao Jinxiang raised his head and slapped the drawing paper together. The pure gold wrench on his finger scratched a red mark on his grandson's face.

Cao Rui was stunned by the beating, covering his face and forgetting to respond.

Cao Jinxiang stood up with a cane. Time had robbed him of his strong body, and his thin legs seemed to be trembling.He approached the receding grandson step by step, and held up the crumbled painting.

"Where did it come from, who asked you to draw it!"

"It's Minmin, she saw..."

"You're lying!" the old man growled, his eyes flushed, "Where can we meet people who are already dead! Cao Rui, I'll ask you one last time, who asked you to give it to me."

"It's really Minmin!" Cao Rui squatted down with her head in her arms, wailing, "She saw her great-grandmother, in that building! She also said that she was almost killed!"

"Aren't you in charge of the domestic project? What is she going to do?" Cao Jinxiang's complexion was dark, and his hand holding the cane kept tightening.

"The project has been losing money, so I, I will delegate power to her." Cao Rui moved to the corner of the wall, peeping at the old man through the gap between his two arms.

Grandpa's expression was very strange. After a short moment of suspicion, he seemed to accept Cao Rui's statement, and retreated in horror, leaning his frail body against the huge bookcase, and said repeatedly: "Impossible, I I saw her die, I saw it with my own eyes..."

Seeing that the old man was not in the mood to talk to him, Cao Rui stood up and wanted to run, but was caught by the collar of his crutches and dragged back.

"Minmin can't lie, your sister can't tell lies, right?" Cao Jinxiang questioned repeatedly in a daze, Cao Rui nodded repeatedly, worried about whether the old man would suffer from high blood pressure at the same time.

In the past two years, the former helmsman has been declining both physically and mentally, but this is the first time he has shown such a puzzled expression.

He is not afraid of death or disease, but he is afraid of Cao Min lying.

Cao Rui knew that the person in the painting must be the great-grandmother whom no one can mention.He observed the expression of the old man, and a strange idea emerged in his heart——

Can't mention it, maybe not because of hate, but because of love.

Or, love and hate.

Cao Rui stared into his grandfather's eyes, wondering if there was a bit of remorse mixed in?

Everyone in the Cao family knew that every year on the nineteenth day of the sixth lunar month, the old man would spend a day alone, no matter how busy he was at work.He once secretly listened to the corner of the wall out of curiosity. During that time, grandpa would stare into the distance in a daze. At night, he shut himself in the room and dragged out a large wooden box from under the bed.

No one knows what's in the box.

Curiosity gnawed at Cao Rui's heart like a bug. He took a few steps forward tentatively. Seeing that the old man was thinking with his head down, he took the opportunity to slip against the wall.

He clutched his chest, padded his feet to the door of Cao Jinxiang's bedroom, looked around, twisted the door carefully, and squeezed in sideways.

After living for 40 years, this is the first time I do this kind of thing, and the cold sweat breaks out uncontrollably.Cao Rui knelt down, leaned his upper body under the bed, and pulled out the box.

Things that I thought were heavy, turned out to be light.

Looking back at the door, he quickly opened the box, and he was stunned.

The box was empty, just a photo and a pair of woolen black gloves.

There are three people in the photo, two and a half children and a woman.On the face of one of the boys, the current appearance of his grandfather can be vaguely seen.

Then the other boy should be grandpa's elder brother, the great grandpa who hadn't seen him for many years.

Cao Rui picked up the glove and compared it with his own hand, the size was a bit smaller.He boldly guessed, could this pair of gloves be knitted by his great-grandmother for his grandfather when he was a child?

Keeping things is enough to prove that great-grandmother is very important in grandpa's heart.

In this case, why didn't he go back and have a look?

Cao Rui put the things back together and put them back under the bed. After going out, he found a quiet corner and called his sister back.

Cao Min sat in the brightly lit living room with a pillow in his arms.After listening to the description on the other end, she said to Cao Rui, "I'm afraid the haunted building won't end so easily."

Cao Rui: "What do you mean?"

Although Cao Min did not believe in ghosts and gods in the past, he had heard the old man say the word "karma".Great-grandmother was dying and refused to leave, she must have a lot of worries in her heart, and grandpa might be among them.

Cao Min: "I'm just worried, the person who untied the bell had to tie it."

Cao Rui was silent for a moment, then said irritably: "If it doesn't work, just sell the building. If you lose money, you will lose money. Grandpa is so old, even if he wants to go back, he won't be able to stand the trouble on the way."

"Let me ask first." Cao Min said.

Cao Rui was puzzled: "Ask what? Who do you want to ask? Hello? Hello?" He took a look at the phone, hung up automatically, and then called back and kept saying that the line was busy.

Cao Rui stroked his chin and wondered what happened to his materialist sister, and when he returned to the country, the Three Views changed.He still remembers the contempt on his sister's face when he proposed to give the building a Chinese name, and she called him a fool who didn't know his mind.

Cao Minku sat in the living room, slid his fingertips across the screen, and finally found a person who could help.She sent a message, hoping that the other party could help her find out the details of the security guards on duty at night.

His surname is Cao, and he is related to his great-grandmother. Cao Min doubts whether this security guard is a descendant of his great-grandfather.

In the office building, after listening to Lu Ting's question, Cao Yanping kept her head down, her body swaying from side to side following the tune flowing from her lips and teeth.

The word "son" can make her go crazy, and it can also bring her back to calm.

Lu Ting left all the paper figurines and Gu worms behind, staring at her carefully as eyeliner, and then went downstairs with his little uncle and hid in the dark.

Not long after, the security guard who thought they had left locked the convenience store and ran over quickly.Lu Ting pulled Lin Gui out and followed quietly.

Using a flashlight, the security guard searched floor by floor, and finally found Cao Yanping on the ninth floor.

Lu Ting's eyes widened in surprise, and Lin Gui also raised his eyebrows slightly, because they saw that the security guard actually reached out and hugged her!

Cao Yanping's body was still swaying like a pendulum, but her chin rested lightly on the security guard's shoulder.

After a moment's embrace, the woman's body disappeared, and the singing echoed in the dark space, everywhere.

The security guard put down his two hands that were dangling in the air, with hatred in his eyes.Lu Ting walked out at this time, with a clear look in his eyes, he immediately angered the other party.

Security: "What did you do to her?"

Lu Ting: "What's your relationship with her?"

The two said in unison.

Lu Ting glanced at the long and dark corridor behind the security guard, "Are you also from the Cao family?"

"Since you have guessed it, I have nothing to hide." The security guard admitted frankly, "My grandfather is Cao Jinli, Cao Jinxiang's elder brother. I didn't come to be a security guard to make money, but to guard her."

Lu Ting: "Cao Yanping moved to the cemetery?"

The security guard raised his eyes and sneered, "It seems that you have investigated a lot."

"No, this is just my speculation." Lu Ting said, "The Cao family had a lot of property before they moved, and Cao Jinxiang only took away most of the property. The remaining small part is in the hands of your grandfather. In order not to cause Cao Jinxiang Attention, he has been very secretive investment."

The security guard looked subtle.

Lu Ting observed the expression on his face, and continued: "Your grandfather is a very affectionate person. He often visited his mother in the cemetery, but gradually, he discovered that his mother had never been reincarnated. She was in pain every night. He appeared and sang a lullaby aimlessly in the cemetery. He was afraid that his mother would hurt others, so he asked your father to be the guard of the tomb, and he came to watch every night. Later, I don’t know where he heard about the coffin being carried in Kowloon , thinking that this would allow my mother to leave with peace of mind, so I spent money to buy the land under our feet."

"Little brother, I admire your imagination."

"Really, uncle, you just listen to it as a story." Lu Ting smiled at him, speaking slowly, "The previous cemetery happened to be occupied, so your grandfather collected the unclaimed bones and buried them in Cao Yanping's Around the new coffin. That’s why so many bones were found when the foundation of the building was dug. I thought the matter could be settled, but Cao Yanping still couldn’t rest in peace. Your father could only guard it year after year until He's incapacitated, and the burden falls on you."

Not bad at all, he guessed it all!

The security guard's face trembled twice, and various words flowed and combined in his chest. He was trying to speak, but was interrupted by Lu Ting.

"I just checked. Cao Jinxiang is now in his 90s, and his family moved 60 years ago. The country has changed a lot in the past 60 years. The place you bought privately has long been taken back by the state and has become public. The land. You can't stop the project from starting, you can only watch the coffins and bones being dug up."

Lu Ting's words didn't make any waves, but they made the security guard feel turbulent.He stiffened his body and looked at the young man almost numbly.

"You're right." He gave up his resistance and admitted with his head down.

He knew a long time ago that some things cannot be kept secret for a lifetime.

Security guard: "I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. Cao Jinxiang killed his great-grandmother, and now he has dug her grave! He has already traveled so far, why should he disturb the peace of her old man!"

Security guards have complicated feelings for Cao Yanping, guarding her day and night, and have long regarded women as real relatives.To him, it wasn't a ghost, it was just a poor mother who was hurt by a child.

And he has always felt that she still has a little perception of the people around her, because she has never hurt his father, let alone him.

Before the project was finalized, this piece of land was barren.

The security guard sleeps by the river every night. He saw Cao Yanping squatting in the tent with his own eyes, stretching out his hand to cover herself with a quilt.I've also seen her mistook herself for Cao Jinxiang, patted his shoulder and hummed.

His mother died early, and Cao Yanping's existence to him was not just a great-grandmother whom he could not reach after decades, but a "living" mother.Even if she just regarded him as someone else.

"Where's Tie Jun?" Lu Ting asked.

"His eyes look like Cao Jinxiang." The security guard replied.

Lu Ting mourned for Tie Jun in his heart. It was really unlucky. If he hadn't stayed to work overtime that day, he wouldn't have provoked Cao Yanping.Then maybe Cao Yanping will always hide in this reinforced concrete building, and no one will ever find out.

"I believe she didn't hurt anyone, so I didn't do anything to her." Lu Ting said, "But I hope she can go where she should go. Mr. Cao, you should be very clear that she's not living well. hapiness."

The security guard blinked hard, but couldn't control his tears after all.He is a big man in his 40s and couldn't help crying.

He has no other relatives, is the only one left going to leave?

The security choked up, and asked hoarsely, "Can she still go to reincarnation?"

"I don't know." Lu Ting didn't intend to lie, "People in the underworld can't control the affairs of the underworld, but I believe that the judge will clearly reward and punish."

The security guard covered his eyes with his hands and wiped them.

Lu Ting knew that he was a very smart person, and he had already guessed that the key point was Cao Jinxiang.Decades of grievances and grievances cannot be relieved all at once, just give him a little more time.

"I hate Cao Jinxiang." The security guard's suppressed voice sounded, "Without him, our family would not need to hide our names. Grandpa even gave up the name that his great-grandmother chose himself, and changed all his wealth and background, just to avoid being found by Cao Jinxiang!"

"Since he pissed people off to death, why would he pretend to be a good person later! He still wants to worship, repent, and have a fucking dream! He deserves to live in guilt and remorse all his life, and he deserves to die. Wish come true!" He sneered, feeling extremely sad, "My father and grandfather passed away so early, and Cao Jinxiang, in his 90s, is still alive! Why didn't he die!"

Once the secret that had been hidden for many years was exposed, the security guard did not feel angry, and all the depression leaked out through the hole.After roaring, he felt an unprecedented relief.

The surrounding air fluctuated slightly, and a pair of cold hands appeared on the security guard's shoulders.

The woman's humming was close to the guard's ear, trying to soothe his irritable and painful emotions.

The security guard's shoulders trembled, his back was bent, and after holding back for a while, he finally burst into tears.The hatred is getting deeper and deeper from generation to generation. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren have long lost all other life goals except guarding this ethereal soul every day.

Over the years, many people have introduced partners to him, but he has not agreed to any of them.Shouling's job is too special, he can't give his wife and future children a normal life, so he would rather not have it.

If Cao Yanping disappears, the security guard doesn't know what to do next.

"Cao Jinxiang's life is not easy." It was Lin Gui who spoke, and the man brushed the dust off Lu Ting's shoulders, looking down at the man on the ground, "Cao Min has a lot of resentment, it's from her grandfather Contaminated. This kind of resentment has nothing to do with ghosts, but some negative emotions caused by long-term suppression. Cao Jinxiang probably had many nightmares in these years. After waking up, he regretted, resented, and feared. So since he refused to return to China See, because he's scared."

Lin Gui's eyes stopped on the hand that fell on the security guard's shoulder. It was pale and the nails were black. Such a hand full of death breath was gently patting the middle-aged man's shoulder.

"Mr. Cao, let it go." He said, "Go and live your own life."

The Cao family's grievances have dragged three generations, and Lu Ting believes that Cao Min must have been affected as well.Of course, Lin Gui was just putting forward an opinion, whether he would accept it or not was a matter for the Cao family.

Lu Ting took out a pack of tissues from his backpack and put it in front of the security guard, tugged at Lin Gui's sleeve, and signaled him to "let's go".

The wind at night is a bit cooler, and occasionally a delivery boy can be seen pulling his clothes by the collar, and he is riding a battery car to catch up with the order.

Lu Ting looked up at the sky, the stars are especially bright tonight.

He stood still suddenly, smiled at Lin Gui and said, "Close your eyes."

Lin Guiyi raised his eyebrows, closed them obediently, and lightly tapped the seam of his trousers with his fingertips hanging on his legs, feeling happy.He already guessed what Lu Ting was going to do.

Lu Ting: "Raise your hand."

Lin Gui raised his hands, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and just about to open his eyes to take a peek, Lu Ting slapped his arm hard, "Don't try to peek."

Lin Gui smiled lightly: "Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Lu Ting muttered: "Such a big person, why don't he have any self-consciousness. Shut it up."

Putting a few fingers on his wrist, Lin Gui's fingertips curled up, his chest was washed by the sudden heat, and there was a burst of soreness and excitement.He couldn't help thinking, is he going to give me a ring?Or a bracelet?

He doesn't like those fancy accessories, but if it is given by Lu Ting, he can wear it every day with difficulty.