It turns out that there is still such a thing.

Song Fengchen's gaze fell on the quiet young man on the chair, and the warm sun shone a gleam of light all over him.

Song Fengchen thoughtfully.

He suddenly said, "By the way, I heard that not only your son, but also some of his classmates were in the accident. How are they?"

Zhou Haochang's face was frowning, and his eyes flushed immediately afterwards: "The few students gradually became sober three years ago."

Only his son, although not crazy, is still foolish.

Song Fengchen had the answer in his mind, and he confirmed: "When the Zhangjia archway and the ancestral hall were destroyed, did your son make the most trouble."

Zhou Haochang's face turned red when he heard the words, he nodded, and then couldn't help asking: "Comrade Song, do you know how to save my son?"

The heartbeat of the Chen family's boss suddenly accelerated, and he looked at Song Fengchen with a nervous expression on his face.

Song Fengchen was about to speak when there was a sudden knock on the door outside the room.

Zhou Haochang came back to his senses, with a vigilant expression on his face: "I'll open the door."

Back in the living room, Zhou Haochang opened the door and saw the people outside, his heart relaxed: "It's you, eldest brother and sister-in-law, come in."

"Haochang, what do you think about Liang Lao Er." As soon as he entered the door, the middle-aged man, Zhou Haoming, couldn't help asking.

Liang Lao Er?

The boss of the Chen family twitched his right eye. Isn't that the captain of the production brigade in Liangjia Village next door?

Zhou Haochang's face changed slightly, and he said faintly: "You are here, where is Maohua?"

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "The kid said he missed his grandmother. He went to live with my mother for a few days and will be back in a few days."

"Haochang, about Liang's second child..." Zhou Haoming jumped back to this topic.

Zhou Haochang looked unhappy: "Don't worry about Liang Lao Er's affairs."

Zhou Haoming looked anxious: "How can I leave it alone? The second Liang ran to me for five or six times, and it wasn't a big bag or a bag. I already patted my chest to make sure that he could sit on the deputy of the commune. The position of the secretary is good for you. Why don't you let it go, where do you let me put this face?"

The Chen family's boss grinned, but he thought that Liang's second child was an honest man.

Zhou Haochang's blue veins went straight on his forehead: "Have you all accepted his gift?"

Zhou Haoming squeezed his neck: "It is said that the eldest brother is like a father, so you are allowed to eat spicy food in the city, can't I get some oil and water?"

Zhou Haochang endured the anger in his heart: "I give your family 30 yuan every month. You can't afford it, so you have to covet it. Have you forgotten that when I was in high school, he was Mr. Liang Second, how did you bully me."

For so many years, although he did not retaliate for personal gain, it does not mean that he has forgotten about it.

Seeing that the head was crooked, the middle-aged woman quickly grabbed Zhou Haoming and said bitterly, "Second, eldest brother and sister-in-law know that it’s not good to agree to the matter without telling you. But everyone is asking for it. It's still our mother's cousin nephew, you and Hao Ming's cousin. And his daughter will be married to Mao Guo in two days, we can't always drive people out. What's more, things have passed for so many years, he You already know that you are wrong. Can't you be magnanimous and spare Liang's second child?"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman slowed down: "Your eldest brother is just trying to save face. He has promised others but can't do things. He feels that he can't hold his face, and what he said is unpleasant. Don't take it seriously. "

"But is he your eldest brother? When he had an accident, he came to the door to ask you for help. Your younger brother stopped him at the door, and he didn’t see him. This made him lose his job. Although he didn’t feel in his heart. Happy, but when your Jia Maoxing had an accident that year, it was he who gave you Maohua to continue the incense without saying a word and disregarding my objections."

"Now you are acting as your deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee in the city beautifully and beautifully. Our family can only eat chaffy vegetables in the fields. As you know, the most indispensable thing in the village is the gossip behind the scenes. , Your eldest brother feels bitter, and now he is counting on your younger brother to earn some face for him."

As he said, the middle-aged woman pinched Zhou Haoming severely behind her back, and Zhou Haoming's eyes blushed directly.

The Chen family boss subconsciously looked at Zhou Haoming's place, and his eyes fell directly on the other's fat belly.

Hey, this is called eating chaffy vegetables?

Seeing that Zhou Haochang was indifferent, the middle-aged woman suddenly felt a little uneasy. She said again: "Your elder brother guesses that this will be the case in this life. We are now a son in Maoguo. You know Maoguo. Your Jia Maoxing scratched his face, leaving a long scar on his face. At this moment, it was hard for a girl to fall in love with him, and his family background was pretty good. Liang's second child has only one daughter, waiting for Maoguo and his daughter. Once married, the Liang family will belong to Maoguo sooner or later. If you are helping Liang's second child now, isn't it helping you to kiss your nephew!"

The husband and wife sang the white face and the red face, and the center around them was how much Zhou Haochang owed Zhou Haoming for so many years.

If this were to be kept in the past, Zhou Haochang would definitely have softened his heart upon hearing these words. After all, he will rely on Zhou Haoming's Zhou Maohua to take care of him in the future. But at this moment, I know that my own son has the hope of healing. When I listen to these words again, it will be how ear-piercing.

Zhou Haochang was cold and he couldn't care about hiding his ugliness at the moment: "Sister-in-law, you are magnanimous. It's because things didn't happen to you. Of course you are happy and magnanimous. But have you forgotten that I was the second son of Liang? Throw it into the cesspool, but almost died."

Hearing this, a trace of disgust flashed in the middle-aged woman's eyes.

"In this way, my eldest brother and nephew can ignore my feelings and want to be in-laws with the person I hate the most. It’s a good idea to have two surnames. Is Zhou Haochang short for you? If Yancai is like this, how can you say it, Sister-in-law...I'm chilling!"

In the past, no matter how well they made an inch, Zhou Haochang would eventually succumb. The first time he heard such a serious remark, Zhou Haoming and his wife really didn't react to it for a while.

"Speaking of the big brother's work, you will remember that when he had something wrong, I didn't care about him. Why don't you tell me that I arranged the job for him. If it wasn't for his negligence of duty, his private life was chaotic, and he could be given. Report lost job?"

Hearing this, Zhou Haoming's face was blue and red, but Zhou Haochang didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

"Also, Zhou Maohua, he wasn't the one who asked you to come over. For him, I raised your family of three for nine years."

When Zhou Haochang broke out like this, the middle-aged woman felt instinctively about to suffer, "This is not..."

Zhou Haochang interrupted her directly: "Unfortunately, you are still not satisfied. You come to me to ask for money and things every few days. If I don't give it, you will find all kinds of excuses to bring Zhou Maohua back. There are going to be seven or eight times like this. Well, every time there are such a few words, you cheeky, I feel annoyed."

"Before, I always felt that the family didn't talk about two things. Now that I have something to do, I should take care of my brothers, but that's what you did to me?"

The more Zhou Haochang thought about it, the less he felt: "Well, since Zhou Maohua has gone back this time, he doesn't have to come back. As for the injuries on Zhou Maoguo's face, I will still give you twenty yuan every month from now on. Come, I, Zhou Haochang, don't owe your family anything anymore!"

Zhou Haoming suddenly panicked: "Second brother, what do you mean, don't you want Maohua to give you the end of your retirement?"

Zhou Haochang subconsciously looked at Song Fengchen, who was sitting still on the stool, and heaved a sigh of relief: "I don't have a son..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Haoming almost blurted out: "It's that fool?"

Zhou Haochang's face was pulled straight down, he looked at Zhou Haoming coldly, and his heart was cold.

This is what his eldest brother said in his heart.

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Zhou Haoming said in a nonchalant manner: "Here, Haochang..." He slowed down his voice, retreating to advance: "It's our fault. Don't be angry. You can discuss anything. ."

Zhou Haochang turned his head directly: "Comrade Song, do you see my son's illness?"

Zhou Haoming and the three people realized that there were other people in the room.

Song Fengchen raised his eyes: "It's not difficult."

"Really?" The indignation on Zhou Haochang's face was swept away.

Hearing this, Zhou Haoming's heart trembled: "Haochang, who is he?"

Song Fengchen glanced at Zhou Haoming: "As long as Deputy Director Zhou can take care of it, he can help me."

Zhou Haochang looked excited: "If there is anything Comrade Song tells me, as long as my son can be cured, I will do it."

"good."

Song Fengchen stood up and picked up the bamboo basket on the ground: "You come with me."

Seeing Song Fengchen leading Zhou Haochang into the room, Zhou Haoming gritted his teeth: "Go, follow along and have a look."

When he reached the young man, Song Fengchen bit his finger and touched the young man's forehead, then looked at Zhou Haochang: "Kneel down."

What?

Zhou Haochang looked at his quiet son, and then at Song Fengchen, who had a serious expression on his face, and he knelt down with a thump in his heart.

"Knock your head, kneel three times and knock nine times."

Zhou Haochang didn't hesitate now, and he bent down directly.

Song Fengchen said: "It's the father's fault to raise it or not."

With a boom, Zhou Haochang knocked his forehead on the floor.

Song Fengchen said again: "How do you think that exorcism talisman got into your pocket."

Zhou Haochang listened and knocked harder.

At the end, Zhou Haochang slowly raised his head, holding a bruise on his forehead, facing the gaze of Zhou Maoxing that suddenly became cloudy, his body shook: "You, are you?"

Zhou Haoming saw this scene behind him, almost subconsciously shouting: "Second, you are crazy, you dare to touch things about cows, ghosts and snakes..."

Before he finished his words, "Zhou Maoxing" spoke: "The old man's surname is Zhang.

Zhou Haoming and his wife shrank and took a step back subconsciously.

Zhou Haochang swallowed and stammered: "Ten years ago...the ancestral hall...the archway..."

"It's all from my family," said'Zhou Maoxing'.

Zhou Haochang directly lowered his head, "It's my son who can't help you!"

Zhang Qingyun said slowly: "The national conditions are like this, and it's not all his fault. Don't blame me for driving your son crazy in anger for six or seven years."

"Then now?" Zhou Haochang asked boldly.

Zhang Qingyun paused, looked up in the direction of Zhou Haoming and his wife, met their terrified expressions, and said in a cold voice: "Three years ago, your eldest brother and sister-in-law heard that the other students were getting better and worried about your son. After you wake up, you will send Zhou Maohua back. So while you are not at home, you bring Zhou Maoguo into your home."

three years ago!

Zhou Haochang’s memory is still fresh. He only remembers that when he learned the news and rushed home, his son Zhou Maoxing fell in a pool of blood and his nephew Zhou Maoguo broke his picture.

What Zhou Haoming said at the time. He said that his family had planned to visit him in the city, but they didn't know what was wrong. Zhou Maoxing suddenly went crazy and scratched Zhou Maoguo's face. Zhou Maoguo pushed Zhou Maoxing while struggling. Zhou Maoxing couldn't stand firmly, and knocked his head on the corner of the table.

Zhou Haochang turned his head in disbelief, Zhou Haoming and his wife staggered back and ran.

Seeing this scene, the Chen family boss chased after him without saying a word.

"I was by your son's side at the time. I couldn't bear to see your son lost his life at a young age. So I made the move, but I was not strong enough, and I made a little mistake in the middle, and I don't know why I was entangled with your son's soul. When I got together, I was trapped in his body, and his soul was disturbed because of this, so he was still confused and ignorant of the world."

Hearing this, Zhou Haochang's fear was swept away. He looked grateful and choked and said, "Thank you, my lord, for saving my son's life and saving my life."

"It's nothing, it's just because you are a good person." After speaking, Zhang Qingyun raised his head to look at Song Fengchen: "Mr. Song."

Song Fengchen deliberatedly said, "I do have a way to solve this problem."

He asked: "Dare to ask Mr. Zhang how many years he has a long life."

Zhang Qingyun replied: "Thirteen years."

"If this is the case, let the Zhou family set up a memorial tablet for you and enshrine you as the ghost of the Zhou family. What do you think?"

"It should be, it should be." Zhou Haochang said repeatedly, and as he said, he looked at Zhang Qingyun with sincerity from the heart.

Zhang Qingyun nodded: "Yes."

After that, the blood on the eyebrows of'Zhou Maoxing' gradually faded, and he turned back into the quiet young man before.

"Get up." Song Fengchen said.

Zhou Haochang got up from the ground and asked cautiously: "Where is Mr. Zhang?"

"He is so weak that he can't come out for too long, so he went back."

"Oh." Zhou Haochang was in a complicated mood, and he asked: "Then Comrade Song you just mentioned about setting up a memorial tablet for sacrifice?"

"Well, you should remember what I said." Song Fengchen said.

"Okay!" Zhou Haochang suppressed the joy in his heart and pricked his ears.

"You go to prepare a tablet, write Mr. Zhang's name, and smear the tablet with your fingertips blood mixed with cinnabar every seven days. After such seven times, you will come to me again, and I will prepare a soul-catching one for you. Talisman, then you stick the talisman paper on your son’s forehead and wait for him to pass unconscious. Then burn the talisman paper to ashes and throw it into a bowl of clear water. After two quarters, take the upper talisman water and pour the tablet with the lower ashes. Mix the blood of the **** and feed it to your son. In this way, your son's spirit can be completely separated from Mr. Zhang."

Zhou Haochang smiled awkwardly.

Song Fengchen paused: "Well, let's get the tablet ready first, and I will come again in forty-nine days."

"Hey." Zhou Haochang responded respectfully.