After hearing what Jiang Lingling said, it seems that it is indeed a bit strange here.

Qin Dong has been dead for five years.

But he is still with his mother.

Obviously something is wrong!

And there are other ghosts—

Song and Yuan gaze around.

Even in this food stall, Jiang Lingling is not the only one in it, there are others—

But these ghosts have no malicious intentions.

Just come to the food and smell it!

"These things are so delicious!"

"I want to eat too!"

"Look at a female ghost over there, she can eat something."

As soon as these words came out, all the ghosts present floated over.

After all, the female ghost who eats is Yuying.

Yuying was stunned.

"Don't come over, I have the Lord. If you want to eat, just let your family burn it for you."

"Hey, I'm so old, I'm just fine with this bite. You young people are really ignorant!" said an older old lady.

He also looked at Yuying with a sad look on his face.

"Can you be as old as mine?" Yuying glanced at the old lady.

The old lady's clothes are regular and improved Tang suits, which are the clothes they have been released in recent years.

In other words, this old lady died in recent years.

She has been dead for more than a hundred years!

"I was born in the early years of the Republic of China. Let me tell you, which of us is older?" Yuying shook the Lolita skirt on her body, "You can't see me young, beautiful, youthful and beautiful,

I thought I was younger than you.”

At the beginning of the Republic of China?

That is indeed incomparable.

Hu Ping widened his eyes and looked at the ghosts floating over in front of him.

He took another sip of wine and tried to calm his inner fear.

Actually, there seems to be nothing scary -

"Hu Ping——" Chen Yu pushed him, "What the hell are you? What did you see?"

"Didn't you really see your sister-in-law?" Jiang Lingling is much better than that sister-in-law now.

Now this sister-in-law is stingy and stingy, and she is particularly tempted by the indifference.

At first, she saw that both of them were not eyes, and their noses were not noses. But people said that there were all in this community, and how many rich people could be there?

They wanted to ask her to help cook some dishes, but she refused them.

There is no oil at home and no salt at home!

She has to take care of her children without time—

After passing by these few times, they understood.

People just look down on them, so they are like this.

So they simply got together outside.

Later, I don’t know where this sister-in-law knew. Both of them were very rich. Yin Jun’s family was all abroad. The reason why they lived here was because both of their brothers were here.

As for him, the houses nearby belong to him. He is the landlord here, so he naturally has to live in this place.

Since then, her attitude has been different. She even calls them to ask them to go to her house to play together.

Of course, occasionally I will meet her little sisters.

I have a clear idea of ​​being a mediator.

But the two of them were already hurt by her and didn't want to go again. Of course, the most important reason was that they really didn't want to see her little sister.

"I really saw Lingling!" After the initial fear, a strong nostalgia surged into my heart.

There is really nothing to be afraid of. These ghosts seem to be his neighbors. When I was a child, I always touched my head and squeezed my face when I was playing in the community.

Of course, what he missed the most was Lingling-

Hu Ping stood up slowly.

He looked directly at Jiang Lingling and walked slowly over.

Their relationship was very good--so good that he thought he would never fall in love with others in his life--just--

Less than two years after Jiang Lingling died, he was with other women.

When Jiang Lingling died just now, he felt really uncomfortable.

And at the time of his most painful time, Gummy appeared.

Gummi is his current wife, like a ray of sunshine, which makes his life more glorious.

He always thought that if Jiang Lingling knew about this and knew that he had found a second wife so soon, she would definitely be very sad and would hate him for not keeping her trust.

But no—

He also heard what she had just said, but he really didn't expect that she didn't blame him at all!

"I really saw it?"

Yin Jun looked over with a look of surprise.

But he only saw three women, and there was no trace of Jiang Lingling.

"Really or not?" Yin Jun pushed Chen Yu. "Will it just be a fool?"

"Probably not. You didn't see that woman. She was still talking to the air?" Everyone in the food stall was staring at her.

Thank you, now it’s not the time when there are many people. If there are many people, she will probably be arrested as a madman!

"Lingling--"

Hu Ping ignored the questions from his two friends.

He had already walked up to her.

He wanted to reach out to hug her.

But the hand stretched out passed through Jiang Lingling's body.

Nothing can be touched.

"A Ping."

Jiang Lingling looked at him and shouted his name. The color in her eyes was exactly the same as before.

But she died, and he changed.

"You can live a good life in the future. I will bless you both with your current wife."

"What about you?"

"I'm already dead, so I'm naturally going to where I should go. The reason I'm still following you is because I can't be reincarnated for a while." Jiang Lingling said with a smile.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why am I angry? I can't accompany you myself, so I can't and let others accompany you!" Jiang Lingling was very free and easy.

Although he is a bit romantic, he can let it go.

Logically speaking, such a free and easy person should be reincarnated soon, why was she stranded here?

"There are so many ghosts-"

"Host, it seems that they have a thread on them."

Xiao Ling prompted.

"This is--"

Song Yuan directly reached out and cut off a male ghost's thread.

This male ghost is a little annoying and has been wandering around her.

"Beauty, do you want to have two drinks with your brother?"

"Beauty, you are so beautiful. You are more beautiful than those female ghosts!"
To be continued...