Paranoid man asks for a hug every day

"Mom, brother, sister-in-law, I really didn't lie. When I was in the coffin, Yuanming gave me a dream. He said that he was a lonely person in this life. Congratulations, my wish has been fulfilled..."

"He couldn't bear me to suffer in the Shura Hell where he was with him, and he couldn't bear the family members at home. He asked me to come back to help take care of his parents and help him continue to fulfill his filial piety..."

Jiang Shuo knelt on the ground and wept. He was pale and thin, but now his eyes were red, and he kept crying. How pitiful he looked.

He knew that he couldn't escape the embarrassment of the Lu family. They kept saying that the ghost marriage was for Lu Yuanming to rest in peace after death, but it was just to suppress him with his own destiny.

Lu Yuanhui and Meng Yaling looked at each other, apparently not believing Jiang Shuo's words.

At this time, the old lady on the side couldn't help but began to shed tears.

"Yuan Ming has been sensible since he was a child. Now that we are separated by yin and yang, he still misses us. My poor child, why did I send a white-haired man to a black-haired man?"

Lu Yuanming is the youngest son that the old man and the old lady love the most. The second child was born in his 20s. He is smart and capable since he was a child. He inherited the family business at the age of [-]. It took only three years to turn the Lu family into a family. The consortium has expanded to become the richest man who is unrivaled.

It's a pity that the untimely death made this sixty-year-old couple even more heartbroken.

"Yuan Ming, my son..."

The old lady and the old man hugged each other and cried, Jiang Shuo took this opportunity to quickly come to them, keeping his kneeling posture, his eyes were sincere and sincere.

"Mom and Dad, I will fulfill Yuan Ming's wish. I will honor you well in the future, and please express my condolences. Yuan Ming is watching over here. He doesn't want to make you feel so uncomfortable."

The three members of Lu Yuanhui's family all shivered at the same time, their eyes rolled rapidly in the hall, and their faces became paler and paler.

"Jiang Shuo, you...you are a liar. I think you came here to lie to my grandparents on purpose. Your parents took money and gifts from my family. You must match this marriage!"

Lu Yuanyang tried his best to keep himself calm. I don't know if it was his illusion. The temperature in this ancestral hall seems to have dropped, and the cold wind passed in front of him, making goose bumps all over his body.

"The master said that as long as you find someone with an extremely yin fate to marry and bury him with him, you can let the soul rest in peace. He destroyed the ceremony. Of course, the little uncle will not live in peace. In my opinion, let the master do it again."

Lu Anyang's mother, Meng Yaling, nodded and agreed, "Yes, this matter cannot be delayed any longer..."

Jiang Shuo slowly raised his eyes, staring at Lu Yuanyang and Meng Yaling with a pair of pitiful and innocent dog eyes, his expression was still aggrieved, but the words he said made the scalp tingle.

"Can't you see? Lu Yuanming is standing next to you."

"What did you say?"

Lu Yuanyang's face turned pale, and he immediately turned his head to the side.

Next to him was the altar, on which were placed the tablets of the ancestors, and the tablet with the words Lu Yuanming just came into his sight.

The corner of Jiang Shuo's mouth curled up, and then his body twitched and he stood up from the ground.

His expression became icy cold, and his sharp and fierce eyes glared coldly at Lu Anyang.

"Anyang, you seem to be afraid of me?"

"Shouldn't you be happy to see me, uncle? Seeing you so scared always makes me feel like you've done something wrong?"

His voice was low and hoarse, without any warmth, and it was even more chilling to make one's heart tremble.

Every time Jiang Shuo said a word, he would take a step forward.

He was not far from where Lu Yuanyang was, and he had already arrived in front of him at this moment.

Lu Yuanyang's teeth were trembling, and his eyes were full of horror. As Jiang Shuo approached, he felt that he was getting colder and colder.

Is it little uncle?

Is the little uncle back?

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

Lu Anyang looked at Jiang Shuo who seemed to be a different person in front of him, he kept swallowing his saliva, he wanted to back up, but at this moment his legs were shaking like chaff, and he couldn't move at all.