Qingye Supernatural Office

The old lady was taken aback when she heard this.

Ouyang continued to cry: "I saw her eyes open! She was looking at me! She opened her mouth, she... I heard... I heard her crying, she was calling for help... She didn't commit suicide ...She definitely didn't commit suicide...Those people said that she committed suicide because her parents quarreled and wanted a divorce...No...We agreed, we agreed to go to college together, travel together, and we even talked about holding a wedding together in the future , our child is also together...for a lifetime...she didn't...didn't commit suicide..."

Speaking of this, Ouyang covered his face, and the crying sound came from the palm of his hand, muffled.

Wu Chenxi suddenly cried and shouted: "I regret it! I regret it! I don't want to go to college with you and do those things together! Ouyang Xiao, did you hear that!"

She reached out to grab Ouyang's hand, but it passed through Ouyang's body.She didn't give up, and continued to reach out to touch Ouyang.

"I regret it... I regret it! I won't do those things with you anymore, I... I committed suicide... Don't... Don't think about it anymore..." Wu Chenxi collapsed on the ground, tears pouring out , After brushing across the cheek, it disappeared into the air, "I committed suicide, don't think about it...don't think about it..."

The old lady's voice sounded, calm and calm, "Children of your age are always so impulsive. If there is something unhappy, you will die."

Ouyang put down his hand and looked at the old lady with teary eyes.

"Your friend just can't think about it for a while, do you want to imitate her stupid look?" the old lady asked.

Ouyang put his hands on his knees, and the tears in his palms wet his pants.

She said: "Grandma, mother said, you said that your old house has problems, you can't sell it, you can't give it to others, you will live there until you die."

The old lady's cheeks twitched.

Wu Chenxi looked blankly at the old lady and at Ouyang.

My heart lifted.

What does Ouyang want to say?She thinks what happened to Wu Chenxi has something to do with the house in the Sixth Village of the Workers and Peasants?

Ouyang sniffled, and continued: "You also said that uncle and aunt had troubles because they took you out and sold the house. My father asked someone to sell the house."

The old lady said in a deep voice: "What are you going to say? Do you think my old woman killed your child?"

Ouyang didn't answer, she lowered her head, tears fell out of her eyes, "Is it, is it because my father sold the house and the retribution happened to me, and I got Xixi hurt?"

The old lady let out a heavy breath, suddenly slapped the armrest hard, and cursed: "I knew you two were not good! What do you know, kid? Your little friend died, and you blame me! Your father sold the house They didn’t die, and neither did my old woman! Did you blame me, the old woman, when you saw a dog run over by a car on the side of the road?”

Ouyang was startled by the old lady's loud voice, but she raised her head and said seriously: "Uncle and aunt took you here because of me."

The old lady was stunned.

"I remember, when I was young, I went to my aunt's house for dinner. When we came home, the three of us walked together, and you sent us to the gate of the community. I told my little uncle, I said you worked so hard and had to climb the stairs. The uncle and aunt next door to our house took the grandfather and grandmother to live in the elevator room. I... I told him, and said that he was not filial. Is it the same as the one on TV, who dislikes the mother-in-law and wants to The mother-in-law was driven away... I told them..." Ouyang stuttered under the old lady's widening eyes, but he still said everything, "They want to sell the house, it's dad... It was I who found my father's previous photos and his classmate records at that time, and he thought of contacting him. That classmate was in the real estate business. After they contacted..."

The old lady opened her mouth and her body trembled, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you confused, kid?"

She reached out and touched Ouyang's forehead.

I saw her hands shaking.

Wu Chenxi didn't make a sound at all, and stopped crying.

I can feel her heart is blank right now.

"I've been thinking about it for two days... That night... the day Xixi's accident happened, my mother came to pick me up from school, talking about you, talking about the house. That night, I dreamed about it... I woke up and remembered it all... ...It's me...it's because of me..." Ouyang grabbed the old lady's hand, "Grandma, it's because of me...what should I do? What should I do..."

The old lady calmed down and patted Ouyang's hand, "You little girl, why are you as feudal and superstitious as an old woman like me? I just complain when I scold your uncle and aunt and your father. How can there be so many things? I I have lived in that house for so many years. You see your uncle and aunt grew up there. Haven’t you been there? There are still many people living there, and some have lived there all their lives. Those old neighbors of mine a few days ago Call me and tell me that there is going to be demolition. You see..."

Ouyang tightly grasped the old lady's withered hands.

"It's okay, it has nothing to do with you." The old lady spoke in a gentle tone for the first time.

"Really, it's okay, isn't it?" Ouyang asked suspiciously, "But, but I heard... Xixi...she definitely didn't commit suicide...I know...that look in her eyes, and her open mouth mouth...she was calling for help...she must be calling for help..."

"That's why someone killed her. The police will investigate the case and catch the murderer." The old lady said firmly.

Ouyang still wants to say something.

"You're just scared, thinking wildly. Don't think too much. You lie down, you sleep with me, just wake up, and eat with me at noon. The food here is delicious. They have a lot of dishes , and can also cook western food. Do you like steak? They have children at home, so they ask the kitchen to make steak, and they say it’s delicious, and it’s a big piece.” The old lady pressed Ouyang on the bed like coaxing a child lie down.

"Grandma..." Ouyang wanted to get up.

"Shhh... listen to my aunt, lie down, close your eyes, and sleep well," the old lady said.

She covered Ouyang with a quilt, and patted her gently, "Close your eyes, don't talk, don't think too much. You have a good sleep here, and you'll be fine when you wake up. Wake up, eat a good meal, I Promise you, let's go to my old house, and then we'll go to your little friend, offer incense to her, and kowtow to her. It's all right. Everything will be all right..."

Ouyang still had tears in the corner of her eyes, but she closed them.

The old lady drew up the curtain lightly, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out the small tin box inside.

The tin box is an old mooncake box, and the patterns printed on it are somewhat mottled, exposing the rusty inner core.

The old lady opened the tin box, and there was a stack of photos inside, some old and new, some black and white; two dull gold rings with big patterns on them, one for a woman and one for a man, they should have been worth a lot in the past money; and a bunch of keys, tied with red thread instead of key rings, four in total.

The old lady looked at the photos one by one, and put the photos back into the tin box.She put the two gold rings into her pocket, and she held the key tightly.

She put the box away, looked at Ouyang, put the hand holding the key into her pocket, got up and walked to the door.