Chapter 43: Call for food
Ms. Zhang cried very sadly and kept touching her husband's portrait with her palms.
Her child also ran over and hugged her, telling her not to cry.
After a while, Ms. Zhang's mood stabilized.
I saw that Ms. Zhang's mood was more stable.
I asked again:
"Sister Zhang, can you briefly tell me what happened to your husband?"
After listening to this, Ms. Zhang wiped her tears and said:
“The old man in my family got sick before and all his savings were spent.
Now that my child is going to kindergarten, my husband wants to do more business.
As a result, half a month ago, due to fatigue while driving, I plunged into the river.
Three, it was only discovered three days later, wuwuwu..."
Ms. Zhang couldn't hold it back again and cried.
Looking at Ms. Zhang, I can feel her sadness and helplessness.
My question obviously revealed her scars!
But when I came here, Master told me about it.
This kind of ghost is unwilling to go down after death and still lingers in the world.
Either he doesn't want to leave, and he can't bear to leave his family and friends.
Or the obsession is so deep that he may have forgotten how he died.
If Ms. Zhang’s husband is the second type.
Then someone else must remind him of the cause of his death and make him think of it.
That's why I asked.
"I'm sorry, Sister Zhang, for making you sad again."
Ms. Zhang held her child and wiped her tears:
"No, it's okay.
Now I just want to send my husband away.
Ensure my son’s health, nothing else matters.”
I nodded and promised her that I would try my best to let my husband rest in peace.
Let Ms. Zhang and her son return to a normal life.
It's already ten o'clock now, which is also the time when dirty things come out.
I asked Ms. Zhang and her son to go back to the house and rest.
I am the only one keeping watch outside the house.
Once her husband comes back, we can meet...
Ms. Zhang said "hmm" and then went into the house to sleep with her child in her arms.
I looked at the portrait of her husband and sighed.
Sickness only seeks out those who are suffering, and ropes only break at the thinnest places.
Ms. Zhang’s family is already poor and has lost its only child.
I finally had my second child, but before the child went to kindergarten, my husband died unexpectedly.
No wonder the driver didn't want to leave.
If he really leaves, Ms. Zhang and her son will really be helpless.
But if he doesn't leave, Ms. Zhang and her son will have to follow.
According to what Master said, in order to ensure that Ms. Zhang’s husband can come back tonight.
I placed the portrait at the end of the table, pressed it down with bowls and chopsticks, and filled the bowl with rice.
Then take out the incense and burning paper from the small bag.
Incense was lit and placed at the door, and paper was burned in the house.
Doing this is called "calling for food".
The purpose is to let the ghosts outside know that the people inside are calling them back for dinner.
The ghost that senses the scent of incense will return home and enjoy the food on the table.
When I was a child in the countryside, I usually saw it during Chinese New Year and festivals, especially when pigs were being killed.
It’s just that over the years I have been working in the city and I can no longer see him.
But Ms. Zhang’s meal was very specific.
In addition to pressing her husband's portrait, I also brought her husband's name, wrote it on yellow paper, and burned it at the door.
So when "calling for food", only her husband can sense it and come back.
After offering the incense, all I have to do now is wait in the house.
My luck is still very low now. Whenever something dirty appears, I can see it.
I turned on the lights and the TV.
I changed channels boredly, alert to the changes around me.
After what I have experienced these days, especially after killing the female ghost that was pestering me last night.
I feel like I am no longer as afraid of these dirty things as I was at first.
Time passed by minute by second, and I changed channels boredly. In the blink of an eye, it was already half past eleven.
At this moment, the TV and lights in the room both flickered at the same time.
"Zizzi..."
At the same time, the room seemed to have become colder.
The sudden change in the room instantly cheered me up and I stood up in a hurry.
I have a hunch that Ms. Zhang’s husband may be coming back soon.
Just as I thought about this, I heard the door open.
"Click!"
The door slowly opened, and a cold feeling instantly poured into the room.
Then, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a black leather jacket pushing open the door and entering.
He obviously didn't notice me standing next to the sofa.
He lowered his head and skillfully closed the door and changed his shoes.
He still complained:
"Wife! What are you doing today?
I had only been running for more than an hour when they asked me to come back for a late night snack.
The child’s tuition fee is still more than a thousand short!”
While talking, I saw the other person's appearance clearly.
Yes, it is exactly the same as the portrait.
That is Ms. Zhang’s husband, Li Desheng.
After changing his shoes, he was immediately attracted by the delicious food on the table, without even noticing me.
"Wow! It's so rich. What day is my wife today? All my favorite dishes?"
After saying that, he grabbed a piece of braised pork with his hands and threw it into his mouth.
Chewing "baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay"...
Although I am not as scared and resistant as before when I see dirty things.
But in my heart, I was somewhat nervous.
I took a breath and tried to calm myself down.
Prepare to face Ms. Zhang’s ghost husband.
And Li Desheng, who eats meat.
Only then did he realize that I was in the room. He immediately became alert and said in surprise:
"Who are you? Why are you in my house?"
This chapter has been completed!