When the Taoist Baimei cleared the altar, Ling Haining took out the red envelope from his pocket and raced it to Taoist Baimei's hand. Taoist Baimei pinched the thickness of the red envelope and smiled slightly. Ling Haining repeatedly thanked him, sent it to the door and returned. With the departure of the white-browed Taoist, the crowd of onlookers also dispersed. No one seemed to carefully ponder the few dialogues in the ritual, and no one felt that there was something abnormal between Ling Chen and Ling Xiao, just curious why not let Ling Yuantu and Ling Yuanzhi also drank this rare talisman water. If Ling Haining was stingy, it seemed that he was not such a person, and no one paid attention to these problems for a while. For a while, only the Ling family and Zhang Zheng, who can only be seen in the early morning, remain in the courtyard.
Ling Haining moved the table into the house, and everyone followed in, but Zhang Zheng stayed in the yard. At this time, he had to pretend not to see him in the early hours of the morning.
Everyone didn’t know if this ritual was effective, so they had to pray for it. Ling Haining and Ling Hai’an drank some wine before returning to rest. Compared with Ling Haining, Ling Hai’an believed in ghosts and evil more. After this ritual, he felt a lot of peace in his heart. So he took Ling Yuantu and Ling Yuanzhi home.
After leaving Ling Hai'an and his son, Ling Haining asked everyone to rest quickly.
But where I can sleep in the early morning, I wonder if my sister is cured by the Taoist with white eyebrows, and I wonder why my sister is healed, but he is not. Feeling upset over and over again, when he turned around, he saw a bloody face outside the window, it was Zhang Zheng, and he turned around again, turning his back to the window.
"I just want you to send me a letter. I will report after tomorrow night." Zhang Zheng begged.
Listening to Zhang Zheng's sincere tone in the early morning, he turned around and looked at him again.
Zhang Zhengjian turned around early in the morning, saw a glimmer of opportunity, with a relieved smile on his face, and asked: "You agree?"
Wee pointed out the door of the room, Zhang Zheng said, "Don't worry, your parents are asleep."
Sitting up early in the morning, he said in a low voice and frustrated: "Why can I still see you after drinking such awful talisman water?"
Zhang Zhengdao: "Didn't I tell you, that Taoist priest is a lie."
Wee Chen said: "But why is my sister getting better."
Zhang Zhengwei said: "I don't know, maybe... it may be a coincidence."
After listening to it in the early morning, I felt that Zhang Zheng was perfunctory, fell down and turned his back to Zhang Zheng, as if he didn't want to listen any more.
"It doesn't matter if the Taoist priest is a lie, anyway, only you can see me now. If you don't help me, I really... really don't know what to do." Zhang Zhengyue said the more desperate he said, his tone especially sad.
Wee Chen has not spoken to the "people" whom only she can see for three or four years. Every time we get involved, it is because we see them lonely and helpless in the early morning. At this moment, Zhang Zheng is in that state, with his back facing Zhang early in the morning. Right way: "Okay, what do you want to believe? I'll bring it for you."
Zhang Zheng was overjoyed and said: "You tell your aunt, if you can, take good care of my dad. If she wants to remarry, you don't have to take care of me..."
Wee Chen suddenly turned around and sat up, and said: "Uncle Zhang, can you tell me something...I can convey it? You said I can't write it. If I want to remember it by heart, I might forget it tomorrow."
Zhang Zhengtu was disappointed. It is not easy for a child to take the conversation and have him remember everything. He sighed and said, "Then I will say something simple, you write it down."
In the early hours of the morning, I got up lightly and found paper and pen, ready to jot down what Zhang Zheng said. Zhang Zheng also tried his best to think of words that a second-grade child can recognize, hesitatingly said: "I..." pointed to himself, and then said: "I'm hiding under the flower stand in the backyard..."
"I can't write if I hide." Wee interrupted him.
Zhang Zheng changed his words and said, "He has 30,000 private money."
"Uncle Zhang, why are you saving so much private money?" Interrupted him again in the early morning.
Zhang Zheng was a little embarrassed and helpless, and said, "What do kids know?"
Wee Chen disapproved, and said: "I don't know what, but I know to help people report it."
Zhang Zheng heard that this was irony, and said: "Okay, I beg of you, then continue,'You take it out and use it for Hong'er and Xiang'er to go to school in the next few years. I hope you can still have it after I leave. Treat my father as always, if you want to remarry...'"
In the early morning, he was only in second grade, and his writing speed was very slow. After listening to Zhang Zheng's return to remarriage, the problem was that he immediately put down the pen in his hand. Zhang Zheng didn't continue reading, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I just told you, say something simple, why are you back on this issue?"
"This is very important news."
"But I really don't know how to remarry."
Although Zhang Zheng only went to elementary school, he remembered this word and said: "There is a girl on the left, and a home on the right. This will always be written."
Helpless in the early morning, he picked up his pen and continued to write. When I wrote to marry, the word "women" was written a bit bigger, and it looked like it was a woman's family, but he didn't recognize the word and couldn't control so much.
Zhang Zheng went on to read: "If you want to remarry, you don't have to take into account my feelings. How can a dead person feel? But you must take care of the children. When the father is old, he may not be able to take care of the two children. I hope you can read. And family affection, he will not leave the child, and can also help his father when he is in trouble. If he wants to live with his eldest brother, let him go. Finally, thank you for your company in the first half of your life." Zhang Zhengben has some loves. I want to say things that are parting from each other, but in front of the early morning, I am embarrassed to say it, I have to say it euphemistically.
Although this suicide note is not long, the writing was a bit slow in the early morning, and it still took a lot of time. After finishing writing, early in the morning, he said, "I won't go to Aunt Zhang in person."
Zhang Zheng had expected him to be like this early, and was not surprised, and said, "Okay, I won't force you. I'm very grateful that you can help me here. Let's think about how to pass this letter to her together."
Early morning said: "Okay, think about it first, and I will copy another copy according to it, lest I accidentally lose it and I can't remember it."
Seeing that he was so clever and attentive, Zhang Zheng was moved by his heart, and he was not idle, so he paid some attention to him and suggested that he should put the letter into Zhang Zheng's house and return to school tomorrow morning when he went to school. He Yuanzhi, after all, after Zhang Zheng's house was at school, he went through the school before arriving at Zhang Zheng's house. Suddenly, it was obvious that he could not explain the detour, and it was even impossible to send him off after school. Tomorrow night happens to be Zhang Zheng's first seven days, knowing that his parents will keep their eyes on themselves and will not let go out in the early morning.
The best time to deliver the letter is the first seven nights of tomorrow night, so that Zhang Zheng’s wife is most convinced that Zhang Zheng’s soul came home and brought the letter, but in the early morning his parents refused to let out early in the morning, and this was only done last night. After the ritual, my sister has returned to normal. As long as I pay more attention to it in the future, in the eyes of the family, I have also returned to normal. It is really not worth the trouble of Zhang Zheng's affairs. Thinking of this, Wee Chen regretted agreeing to Zhang Zheng to help him.
Zhang Zheng seemed to notice the change in his mood in the early morning, and said: "I know it makes you very embarrassed. Otherwise, you can just say that you picked up the suicide note I left for my aunt on the way to school, and let someone transfer it to your aunt for you. At this moment, Zhang Zheng completely trusts the early morning. After all, there is no other choice, but if it is handed over to other people, if you peek the suicide note and know that there are 30,000 yuan hidden in the flower table in the backyard, you may be ill-intentioned. Saying this is just to test whether the early morning help is strong enough.
Early in the morning, I thought: "I said that I found the suicide note in the past seven days, so the ghost believed it." Then he looked at Zhang Zheng and said in his heart: "It's really a ghost." Rolled his eyes.
Seeing that Wee Chen disagreed, Zhang Zheng secretly delighted, "Then do you have any good attention?"
Early morning seemed to have thought of a way, and said excitedly: "Since I have finished writing, won't you give it to Aunt Zhang tomorrow night?"
"If it's that simple, I still need to ask you for help? I might as well write it myself and leave it to her."
"Yeah, why can't you?"
"I'm a ghost, no one can see me except you."
"What about this?"
"I tried to talk to my daughter-in-law, and I tried to write, but none of this worked. I can't do anything except to talk to you."
Early in the morning, I felt that I couldn't get rid of the busy schedule, so I had to think of a way to deliver the letter. After thinking for a while, he said, "Uncle Zhang, I won’t be able to send it away in the next few days. Once you are here for the past few days... Your first seven, my parents will pay attention to my situation. Secondly, the time is too tight and I can’t find it. Chance."
"After a while, there may not be a way, and after seeing your aunt received the letter and read the content and believed it, I was relieved."
"Could it be that Uncle Zhang was afraid that I would steal the 30,000 yuan in your backyard?"
Zhang Zheng was a little embarrassed, and said, "This kid, wherever, if Uncle Zhang can't believe him, you won't find you."
In the early morning, I had no choice but to think about it, and after a long time, he said, "Forget it, if anyone sees it, you can see it. I can just find an excuse to prevaricate my parents. I have to rest and you can go." Finished getting into the quilt.
Zhang Zheng was going to ask him what he had come up with, but seeing that Wee Chen seemed to be reluctant to pay attention to him, he had to believe that he did have a good way.
When he went to school early in the morning of the next day, Ling Haining and Yuan Dongyu didn’t feel anything unusual. When he arrived at the school, he didn’t go directly in but then walked forward. He met a few early classmates and asked him where he was going. He said to call Ling Yuantu and Ling Yuanzhi. The classmates did not suspect. When he arrived at Zhang Zheng’s house, he saw that there were people nearby. He walked to the door of his uncle’s house in the early morning. Walked to the door of Zhang Zheng's house, folded the written creed into four directions, stuffed it into the door of Zhang Zheng's house, got up and left quickly, and went to school.