Yang Huazhong said, "Oh, it's not that your aunt and they are afraid. They say there has been some movement at home these days, and it's not very peaceful."

“Ah?” Yang Ruqing raised her eyebrows in surprise.

“Now that everyone has been laid to rest and everything is done, why can’t we find peace?” she asked.

Little Duo also came over, looking at Yang Huazhong with a face of both fear and curiosity: "Father, is there really a ghost in Auntie's house? Did anyone see it?"

Yang Huazhong said: "I didn't ask what it was specifically, anyway your aunt just felt scared and insisted on keeping you and your mother there to keep her company."

"Doesn't our mother fear anything? Her courage has always been small. Besides, the old Wang family just had a death in their household. Leaving her there means she wouldn't be able to sleep at night. Who would she sleep with?" Yang Ruqing said somewhat resentfully.

Yang Huazhong said: "Your uncle is sleeping in the school tonight, your aunt and your mother sleep together, Dabai and Xiaohei sleep in their own beds, four people in one room."

“Mother hasn’t had dinner yet, this long night will make her hungry. No, I have to take some food to Mother!”

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By the way, how are things going?

"No need to send anything, your aunt said she'll be cooking noodles at night. Your mother can just stay with her then." - Yang Huazhong.

Even though Yang Huazhong said that, Yang Ruqing couldn't feel at ease when she returned home.

Her courage has always been small, and combined with the superstitions of ancient people, it was impossible for her to stay at Old Wang's house overnight. Her aunt had no choice but to agree, so she, as the third sister-in-law, couldn't refuse.

Tonight, she definitely won't be able to sleep. She feels cold all over and extremely insecure.

When I was a child, I was afraid of the dark. My mother would always stay by my side and hold me in her arms as I slept.

Now it's time for me to repay my mother.

After returning home, Yang Ruqing told Wang Cuilian, Luo Tiejiang, and Tuo Ba Xian about the matter, and also stated her intention to accompany Mrs. Sun.

Wang Cuilian said, "She just left, and it hasn't even been a week since her passing. To put it in the words of our village people, this is like putting coals on a fire."

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"To be alive, they are parents, full of tenderness and affection. But once dead, they become tigers, separating humans from ghosts. It's certain that the paths diverge." she said.

Wang Cuilian couldn't help but think of her former short-lived husband, He Lao Liu.

When they were alive, the couple was quite loving and always discussed things together. However, once he died, the house felt eerie whenever she lived there alone.

Fortunately, his son Ah Mao was still around at that time. Not long after, Ah Mao died too, and the room suddenly felt cold.

She sometimes spent days alone in her house, lost in thought, and even glimpsed some strange and inexplicable things.

One night as I was sleeping, I distinctly felt someone grinding their teeth behind me.

That grinding noise she was too familiar with, Lao Liu used to grind his teeth when he slept.

“Qing’er, why don't you go keep your mother company? We'll look after the baby here at home.” said Wang Cuilian.

Luo Baobei raised her head. She didn't quite understand what the adults were saying, but she said, "I am a big girl now. I don't need Grandma to look after me. I can take care of myself."

Yang Ruqing smiled and said, "Then take your homework to your grandma's room. If you don't know how to do something, ask your grandma for help. After you finish your homework, you can sleep on your grandma's warm kang."

That's settled then. As Yang Ruqing left, she brought a box of food with her and carried a lantern.

The blacksmith Luo said, "Your uncle will send you there."

Yang Ruqing shook her head: "I'm not afraid of anything!"

Luo the blacksmith said, “It's not safe for a woman to walk alone at night. Your uncle happens to be going out for a stroll to digest his meal as well!”

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Yang Ruqing couldn't resist, so she had to walk out of the courtyard with him towards the village.

As for the spiritually impoverished countryside villages of ancient times, unless there was a village opera performance or a summer night gathering to cool off,

Otherwise, on nights like this during the late winter chill, you'd hardly see anyone out and about.

Unless some sneaky people.

Yang Ruqing and Luo Tiejiang arrived at Lao Wang's house. At this time, there were lights in the kitchen, yard, and main hall of Lao Wang's house.

In the pitch black surroundings, it stood out remarkably.

Yang Ruqing knocked on the door, and Wang Hongquan came to open it.

Wang Hongquan invited Luo Tiejiang to the main hall for a smoke and a chat.

Yang Huamei then led Yang Ruqing into her and Wang Zhuanzhi's room. In the room, Dabai and Xiaohei had already gone to bed, while Sun was washing her feet on one side.

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Seeing how things are going, I'm also planning to go to sleep.

"I'm not at ease leaving Mother alone. I came to take a look, afraid that she might not have eaten dinner at night. I also brought her some food." Yang Ruqing said.

Mrs. Sun smiled kindly and said, “I had noodles with Mei'er and the others last night, so I'm not hungry. You can take that lunchbox home later.”

Yang Ruqing nodded.

Here, Yang Huamei made a cup of hot tea and brought it over. "I just bet your mother that Qing'er would definitely come over tonight. Your mother said it was unlikely, but look, I was right, wasn't I?"

Yang Ruqing smiled.

Yang Huamei said again, "Since you're here, there's no need to rush this half-hour meeting. Come, sit down and have some tea and catch your breath."

Yang Ruqing then sat down.

She glanced around and then said to Yang Huamei, “I heard my father say before that you’re afraid, that this courtyard is still a bit restless. What exactly happened?”

Upon being asked this, Yang Huamei's smile vanished from her face instantly.

“Qinger, it’s late at night and you shouldn’t ask these questions. I’m worried that you won’t have the courage to walk alone later.” Mrs. Sun whispered a warning.

Yang Ruqing said, "My courage is greater than a bull's. Besides, my uncle is accompanying me. What am I afraid of?"

Yang Huamei said, "Since you're not afraid, then I'll say it."

The past two nights, while I was cooking dinner in the kitchen, I kept hearing noises coming from the firewood shed next door.

"What's going on?" Yang Ruqing asked.

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Yang Huamei narrowed her eyes, as if recalling, and said: “The noise was like someone hammering something with a club, boom boom boom.”

“The first couple of times I didn't pay attention, but then one time the noise was like a door collapsing, and I was so scared that I quickly called you, Uncle Zhuan."

"My husband and my father-in-law were both at home, as were the two children. When they heard me shouting, they all came rushing into the kitchen. That's when I told them what had happened."

“My father-in-law picked up a stick and went into the firewood shed. There wasn't a single person in there, not even a cat.”

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Hearing this, Yang Ruoheng comforted Yang Huamei and said, “Perhaps it was a stray cat that sneaked in from elsewhere, or maybe it was the wind, or perhaps it was the sound of the neighboring house closing its doors.”

In the end, there's not so much mystery in this world. Relax!

Yang Huamei shook her head and defended, "Even if the noise in the firewood shed was a mishearing, what about this morning's events?"

“This morning's events, I swear are true, I still remember the feeling to this day, it was so real!”

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