Chapter 63 might not be the case either.

But if she doesn't paint it, will Old Zhang's ghost stay in this world a little longer?

No, besides, the magnetic field in the mine is special. Even if Mom doesn't draw it, Old Zhang won't last long before he becomes like those things.

Zhong Wan remained silent. No wonder she only saw Old Zhang's ghost when three people perished this time.

Could it be that the other two...?

Not necessarily. If there were no attachments, the soul wouldn't linger in the mortal realm.

Zhong Wan understood and no longer hesitated.

She picked up her paintbrush and began to paint intently, head down.

Seeing this, Lin Yan'an silently stayed by her side, handling his own matters on his phone.

Zhong Yang walked over with the medicine.

Lin Yan'an looked up when she heard the voice, and shook her head slightly.

Seeing this, Zhong Yang glanced at his sister and instantly understood.

He raised his hand to indicate what he was holding, then quietly walked to Lin Yan'an's side and reached out his hand.

Lin Yan'an raised her right hand and handed it over, her thin lips pausing slightly as she looked at him: "Thank you."

He didn't make a sound, but Zhong Yang truly understood what he meant, and smiled as he shook his head slightly.

Then he bent down and unwrapped the bandages on his hands.

Upon seeing the condition of the wound on his palm, he froze instantly, his eyes widening in shock.

Noticing his unusual behavior, Lin Yan'an looked down.

Looking at the pink, tender flesh in his palm, his eyes couldn't help but widen slightly.

The two exchanged a glance.

Zhong Yang glanced curiously at the medicine, while Lin Yan'an looked up at Zhong Suisui, who was leaning against the windowsill.

Zhong Yang was taken aback when he saw this, and he turned his head to look as well, a look of understanding flashing in his eyes.

The silent conversation was completed in an instant.

Zhong Yang put away the bandages and casually threw them into the trash can.

Then she reached out and picked up the medicine, handing it to Lin Yan'an and saying softly, "Brother-in-law, you have to keep this safe. It's too amazing. You can't let anyone else know."

Lin Yan'an nodded, looked at the wound on his palm, and pondered, "Please bandage it for me again."

It hasn't been that long since he got injured. He'd better just pretend.

Zhong Yang understood, and picked up a new bandage to wrap it around his neck twice.

Zhong Wan focused intently on her painting, and only after finishing did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But not only did the notification sound fail to ring, but Old Zhang's ghost also didn't appear.

Zhong Wan was puzzled.

She put down her pen, looked up at Zhong Suisui, and asked curiously, "Suisui, where is Old Zhang... oh no, where is he?"

Hearing this, Lin Yan'an and the others also looked over curiously.

Zhong Suisui turned to look at Zhong Wan, then turned back to look outside, towards the direction of the mine. [It's still over there.]

"Still at the mine?"

【Um. 】

"Who's still working in the mines?"

He Qilan and Zhong Yuansheng heard this sentence as soon as they entered the room.

She couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, then turned to look at Zhong Yuansheng and said, "Your dad is right here. He's off work."

"Yes, is Wanwan looking for her father?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Wan quickly turned around and looked at her parents who were walking in one after the other. She smiled and asked, "Are Mom and Dad back? Have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

He Qilan sat down on the sofa and sighed, "We ate at Old Zhang's house. Zhang's wife and Jiaojiao cried so much their eyes were swollen and they couldn't catch their breath."

She shook her head, then continued, "Mingyuan didn't shed a single tear. You can imagine what those gossipy people will say."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuansheng coughed twice and looked at He Qilan, saying, "Alright, go inside and lie down for a while. Why are you talking to the child about these things?"

He Qilan pouted upon hearing this, turned to Zhong Yuansheng and asked, "Then where are you going? You've worked all night, aren't you going to get some sleep?"

Zhong Yuansheng shook his head: "No, not yet. The kang (heated brick bed) for Mom and the others is broken. My older brother is setting up a new kang for them. I'll go help them."

He Qilan was taken aback upon hearing this and quickly stood up: "When did this happen? How come I didn't know?"

"It'll all be finished in the next couple of days."

Okay, that makes her seem like an outsider.

He Qilan rolled her eyes speechlessly, grabbed her phone, and followed after them: "I'm going too."

"A heated brick bed?! I want to go too, Auntie!"

Pei Xingyu quickly raised his hand, his eyes full of curiosity, and asked, "Can I go take a look?"

He Qilan looked at him in confusion: "What's so interesting about this? You're getting all dirty."

"But I haven't seen it."

"..."

He Qilan gave in: "Alright, let's go take a look."

"Okay, thank you, great-aunt and great-uncle!"

Seeing Pei Xingyu's silly, grinning face, He Qilan also started laughing.

She turned to look at Lin Yan'an and asked curiously, "Yan'an, do you want to see?"

Lin Yan'an...

It's just speechless.

Does he seem like someone with such a strong sense of curiosity?

But looking into He Qilan's loving eyes, Lin Yan'an smiled and nodded in agreement: "Then let's take a look."

"Alright, then let's all go."

He Qilan looked at the children and said, "Wanwan will drive you there. Your father and I will ride our electric bikes first."

"OK."

Zhong Wan smiled and agreed, as she also wanted to visit the mine.

Her maternal grandmother's home was in the village where the mine was located—Shanghe Village.

"Let's go, to Grandpa's house."

Hearing Zhong Wan's cheerful voice, Lin Yan'an asked with some confusion, "Aren't we going to Grandpa's house?"

Zhong Wan smiled and explained, "No, my grandparents passed away when I was very young ┓(′`)┏."

Lin Yan'an understood.

When we arrived at Zhong Wan's maternal grandfather's house, we heard them greet us warmly.

Pei Xingyu, somewhat puzzled, leaned closer to Lin Yan'an and asked, "Uncle, how should I address Zhong Yang's maternal grandparents?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan'an glanced at him sideways, then silently turned and tugged at Zhong Wan's arm.

"Um?"

Zhong Wan turned her head in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

Before Lin Yan'an could speak, Pei Xingyu asked his question again.

Zhong Wan looked at the two puzzled people and said with a smile, "Xingyu, just call them Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa. They're in the same generation as our child anyway, so let's just call them that."

"Uh-huh."

Pei Xingyu understood, and after receiving the correct answer, he enthusiastically stepped forward.

Zhong Wan lowered her head and gently touched Zhong Suisui's head, instructing, "Suisui, can you just be a normal cat here?"

“Great-grandparents are getting old, and Mom is worried that if they hear you talking, they might be frightened.”

Zhong Suisui nodded obediently and called out softly.

Perhaps it was because her maternal grandparents were very popular among the younger generation in the village, or perhaps it was because her maternal uncle was the village party secretary.

In any direction you could see, all the able-bodied young people from every household in the village came over to help.

They seemed quite relaxed, playing one game after another.

Even her maternal uncle, He Qijiang, had some free time.

Seeing his newly minted nephew-in-law, he walked over with a smile.

"The house is a bit messy, please don't mind."

"Come on, let's go stay in that room."

"Okay, Uncle."

Lin Yan'an smiled and nodded in agreement.

He Qijiang patted his shoulder with a smile, but after glancing at his injured hand out of the corner of his eye, he loosened his grip.

His younger sister had repeatedly warned him, so even if he wanted to find fault, he wouldn't dare.

Moreover, he had seen the video.

To his nephew-in-law, who would rather get hurt himself than not protect his niece.

What else could he possibly be dissatisfied with?

He Qijiang really wanted to have a good chat with him, but he was just too busy.

He had only been sitting down for a few minutes when someone else came looking for him outside.

Where is Dajiang?

"Dajiang, come out quickly! The village chief told me to call you to the village office right away."