"Don't tell me that you saw Jin Hu and the others in the future, do you know?" When Liu Qiaoye returned home, he quickly reminded Zhang Yaohua.

Zhang Yaohua glanced at the five friends who had been following him silently. He didn't understand why Niang asked him to lie. The kindergarten teacher said that if a good child had told him, he couldn't lie?

When it comes to choosing whether to listen to mother or teacher, most little kids will choose the latter. The teacher announces the standard answer. So Zhang Yaohua did not respond.

"Do you remember what Mom said to you?" Liu Qiaoye didn't know his psychology?

"Oh." Zhang Yaohua was reluctant.

Although such a big thing has just happened, Meiziao's life still has to continue. For several consecutive days, Meiziao could not hear a trace of laughter, and the village seemed particularly quiet.

But life has to continue, and the life in the ground cannot be wasted. The memories left by the five children to Meiziao are just a few piles of new soil. Children like Jinhu and others who died young cannot enter the ancestral graves, or even to build graves. The memories they left by Meiziao may be slowly submerged by weeds like their graves.

It took a long time after the accident, Zhang Beihua's parents did not allow Zhang Beihua to go out.

Zhang Yaohua had no choice but to sit on the gate threshold every day and look at the white clouds floating in the blue sky. Five friends sat next to Zhang Yaohua.

"Jinhu, why don't you talk to me? I'm so boring at home alone." Zhang Yaohua said to Jinhu sitting beside him.

If someone is here, he must have seen Zhang Yaohua talking to the air.

Jinhu, Fugui, Xiaoshuan, Gouwa, Mancang were still naked, just like they went to the pond to take a bath. It was nothing wrong for children in rural areas to have a butt, and Zhang Qiaohua didn't think anything was wrong. My mother told him that if Jinhu and the others died, they would become ghosts when they died. What he saw was ghosts. Zhang Qiaohua was afraid of ghosts since he was a child, but he didn't know why. Seeing these five friends, he felt that their friends were still alive.

Zhang Youping carried a load of beans and placed them heavily on the cement floor in the yard, wiped the sweat with a sweat towel wrapped around the shoulder pole. Then he took off his hat and prepared to go into the house to drink water.

"Baby, who did you talk to just now?" When Zhang Youping just entered the yard, he seemed to hear his cub talking to someone, and he felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"Golden Tiger. Fugui and others are here." Zhang Yaohua pointed to the threshold and said.

Jinhu and the other five were staring at Zhang Yaohua blankly.

Zhang Youping seemed to feel a gust of wind blowing towards him, and felt sad, knowing that his cub was entangled by dirty things. He was so anxious that he could not do anything, but he had no choice.

In the evening, Zhang Yaohua's grandparents also came, and his uncle and aunt also came. Grandpa and grandma followed Zhang Yaohua to live in an old house. Zhang Yaohua's family built a house two years ago and moved out of the old house.

"It seems that Beggar was entangled by those five little ghosts. During this time, Beggar talked to the five little ghosts every day." Zhang Youping was worried and kept smoking.

"Youping, just go and call Master Ma to come and see him." Grandpa Zhang Yaohua came up with an idea. Master Ma Wulang, who is a navy master of the Meishan Sect. He usually likes to wear Taoist robes, and the villagers call him Taoist priest Ma. He usually looks for him when he sees cemeteries and foundations in the village. Sometimes, those who believe in superstition also come to him. He also works part-time to see a doctor, and some barefoot doctors in the village will also look for him.

"Dad, isn't this good? If you invite Taoist Ma over here, everyone in Meiziao will know about this. You will have to treat my cub as a monster in the future." Zhang Youping was very worried.

Liu Qiaoye didn't want to, "That's right, even though my cub can see them, they didn't harm my cub. In fact, it's okay just like that."

Grandpa Zhang Yaohua's authority was not reflected, and he was very annoyed, "Your baby, you decide for yourself. Don't regret it if you have anything happening at that time."

Zhang Youping and his wife thought about it, but they still didn't want to call Ma Wulang.

But paper cannot cover the fire, and there is no airtight wall in the world. Although Zhang Youping and his family deliberately concealed it, the news that Zhang Yaohua was entangled by ghosts spread. The children in the village were warned by parents that they were absolutely not allowed to play with Zhang Yaohua. However, Ma Wulang came uninvited.

Not long after Zhang Yaohua's birthday, Ma Wulang came to Zhang Yaohua's house with a stick with many strips of cloth wrapped around his head. The appearance of that stick was a bit like the stick full of candied haws that bought candied haws in the city.

Zhang Yaohua moved a four-legged stool and sat under the eaves, watching the ants in a small hole in the corridor move in and out with relish.

The golden tiger, wealthy, small shuan, gouwa, and the whole warehouse were surrounded and they were also enjoyable to see.

At this time, Ma Wuro inserted his staff hard into the corridor of Zhang Qiaohua's house. The corridor was not covered with cement, but just a mud and adobe block that was pressed tightly with a wooden cone. Ma Wuro directly inserted the staff in his hand into the adobe block. The cloth strips at the top kept shaking. There were bells tied to the staff, and the staff paused, and the bells on it jingled.

Zhang Yaohua was shocked and thought that a personal dealer had come. Jin Hu and others hurriedly hid behind Zhang Yaohua.

"Which one are you looking for? My parents are not at home." Zhang Yaohua still plucked up his courage to stand up.

"I'm looking for you, it's just right that your parents are not at home." Ma Wuro paused the stick in his hand on the ground again.

Zhang Yaohua was so scared that her body trembled and said, "You can't sell me. I remember my parents' names and where I live. If you sell me, I will run back by myself."

"It's okay. I don't have to sell it. Just go begging for me. If you don't obey and want to run, I will break your legs and make you unable to run. If you want to call someone, I will feed you dumb medicine and make you mute." Ma Wulang smiled and deliberately made up stories to scare Zhang Yaohua.

How could the children withstand this situation? Zhang Yaohua was immediately scared to tears by Ma Wulang. Jin Hu and the others were also scared to tears.

"Don't cry!" Ma Wulang saw the stick in his hand paused hard to the ground again. The bells rang out.

Zhang Yaohua still cried so much, but she didn't dare to cry out loud.

"My parents are back soon. You human trafficker can't escape!" Zhang Yaohua wiped her tears and thought of another idea.

"When I came just now, I saw your parents pulling grass and spreading fertilizer in the fields. I won't come back all at once. Everyone in the village knows that you have been pestered by a little ghost, and no one will come to your house." Ma Wulang completely cut off Zhang Yaohua's thoughts.
Chapter completed!