Chapter 73 Haunted House 10

After so many years of relationship, did he take it too seriously, or did he never take it to heart?

Just when Yun Xiaoxiao was disheartened and turned to leave, the quarrel behind him sounded again...

"What nonsense are you talking about? They are all my children. Can't I still miss them?"

"Ha, miss them? Don't think I don't know. I heard everything you said to that Taoist priest..."

Hearing the woman's words, Yun Xiaoxiao froze... Taoist priest?

What Taoist priest?

Mo Weiliang's expression changed, "What Taoist priest, don't talk nonsense!"

There was a sarcastic smile on the woman's face, "You talk about how much you miss them every day, but secretly you find a Taoist priest, sell the old house, and do all these things in the house.

What a mess... I want people not to be reincarnated..."

"Aren't you just afraid that they will know what you did after the person's death and that they will come to settle the score with you after the person's death?"

With a sound of "Pa!", Mo Weiliang slapped him, and he gritted his teeth, "Aren't I doing all these things to make plans for us? Isn't making money just to support you and your children? Do you think you are living in the house now?

, where did the food and clothing come from?”

"You, a rich lady, act like you have no worries!"

The woman held her sore cheek, but smiled more sarcastically, "For me?"

"When you asked for so much compensation, you said it was because your wife's parents were old. But as a result, you got more than 100 million yuan in compensation, and you just gave her tens of thousands of dollars!?"

"Why did they confiscate it? You saved the screenshot very well, just waiting to show it off later, right?"

"For me? Hehe, you are such a selfish person. You can even use your dead wife and children to make money. Some of what you say is true!"

"Mo Weiliang! Why are you so hypocritical? Why didn't I see clearly who you are at the beginning..."

The two quarreled and said all kinds of unpleasant things.

Yun Xiaoxiao left the house in despair, but her ears were still filled with the sound of the quarrel just now.

Compensation, two children, making money, taking advantage.

Oh, it turns out that the doll on the sofa was bought for his new daughter.

It has been five years since he and his three children died, and Mo Weiliang and other people's children are already four years old.

How ironic.

The cold wind blew by, blowing against her. She had been numb and unconscious for a long time, but now she began to suffer from severe colic, but not even a drop of tears could be shed.

Until Yun Xiaoxiao came to the place she had been familiar with since childhood, and saw the family portrait hanging on the wall in the living room, and the photos of herself on the coffee table.

It has been several years since the room I lived in since childhood has remained the same.

Her elderly parents are still awake. Her father is sitting on the shabby sofa in the living room that has not been replaced in more than 20 years, wearing the reading glasses she bought before her death and reading the newspaper. Her mother is busy in the kitchen making porridge for breakfast tomorrow morning.

Her tears flowed uncontrollably...

That night, Yun Xiaoxiao went to see Yan Qing.

Yan Qing had just finished taking a bath, drank milk and was about to go to bed. When he opened the door to his room, he saw Yun Xiaoxiao appearing in his room, standing beside his bed and looking towards him.

Yan Qing: "..."

Should she put a Taoist charm on the door of her room? How come these two of them always like to stand next to her bed? I wonder if this is scary in the middle of the night?

How to let her sleep.

Yun Xiaoxiao covered her face and cried, her hoarse voice was unbearable, "It shouldn't be like this... It shouldn't be like this..."

Mo Weiliang took a huge amount of compensation and set up a new home with that woman. He even thought about a kindergarten that cost 50,000 yuan a semester. However, his parents still lived in the old old house, sitting on a bed of ten or twenty thousand yuan.

Years old sofa.

The world shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this.

She cried so hard that she was out of breath.

"I don't want to worry about whether he really hired a Taoist priest to do something. I just want my parents and family to get what they deserve so that Mo Weiliang can no longer make such unconscionable money!"

Until today, she didn't know what her husband did after her death.

As soon as he and his child died, he immediately registered on Weibo, promoted Weibo vigorously, and asked people to pin it to the top. He posted to Moments and Weibo every day to miss himself and his child. There were so many well-written words of remembrance that he usually only wrote a poem.

Would he be able to memorize what he wrote while the moonlight was shining brightly in front of his bed!?

With hundreds of millions of dollars in compensation, and even creating a brand with his child’s name to sell things, he’s not afraid of getting panicked by making all this money!?

Yan Qing listened to Yun Xiaoxiao's words while using her mobile phone to look at Mo Weiliang's updates on Weibo.

Indeed, as Yun Xiaoxiao said, from Yun Xiaoxiao's death to now, Mo Weiliang has been missing his late wife and three children online, while also creating a brand to sell things.

Many people have been spending money on it out of sympathy.

Until today during the day, Mo Weiliang was still broadcasting live, in the name of missing his deceased wife, and the sales volume of the live broadcast room even topped the software sales ranking.

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes and remembered what Du Fengqing said tonight.

She looked at Yun Xiaoxiao, "Do you want me to help you?"

Yun Xiaoxiao nodded, with wet eyes, looking at Yan Qing, and asked cautiously, "...is it okay?"

She knew that Yan Qing had no obligation to help her, so it was shameless of her to say this.

But if she didn't open her mouth, she really would have no one else to turn to.

Yan Qing frowned, thought for a moment, and then nodded, "I can try to find a way, but don't have too much hope."

She thought for a moment, maybe she could let Yun Xiaoxiao enter other people's dreams and see if there was any improvement.

Yun Xiaoxiao cried and laughed, and thanked Yan Qing.

The next day, Yan Qing went to Du Fengqing and asked for help from the media reporters who had been following and reporting on this case.

Du Fengqing still didn't know what Yan Qing wanted to do, but just assumed that she wanted to know more about this case.

So I helped find some information and passed it on to Yan Qing.

Du Fengqing asked with a smile, "Let's have dinner together tomorrow evening."

Yan Qing looked at the information in his hand and said, "It depends on how you eat this meal."

Du Fengqing understood clearly, "It's a normal meal between friends."

He knew in his heart that if there was a candlelight dinner, Yan Qing would definitely not eat it.

I found that Yan Qing is a person who doesn't know how to live well, and has a somewhat slow-tempered temper. He may not have a clear understanding of things like feelings, or he may not be interested in them at all.

In response to this, he changed the direction of his attack, in a roundabout way, starting with getting along with friends.

Isn’t that what the saying goes?

First she became a friend, then she became a sister, and finally she became a little baby.

And just as Du Fengqing expected, saying it was a normal meal between friends, Yan Qing agreed.

However, when Yan Qing agreed, he added, "I'm treating you."

She shook the information in her hand.

The implication is that I treat you to dinner as a favor for helping me find information.

For a moment, Du Fengqing felt that he should not eat this meal.

It’s on the shelves, it’s on the shelves! Bang the gongs and drums!
Chapter completed!