Huo Qingyan's brows raised slightly, a serious look on his face. He stared at Song Jingjing and asked, "Did you see your mother last night?"

Song Jingjing nodded hesitantly, seeming a little frightened by the question. She whispered, "I saw my mother standing at the head of the bed, touching her son's head. I was so scared I didn't dare to make a sound, fearing she would come over to our bed."

Song Jingjing's voice trembled slightly, revealing her inner fear and anxiety.

She continued, "The light bulb burned out for no apparent reason last night. Do you think my mom might have done it?"

Huo Qingyan pondered for a moment, then shook his head and comforted him, "The broken light bulb should have nothing to do with my mother-in-law, but you said you saw your mother last night. In fact, I also saw a white figure walking around in our room last night."

Hearing that Huo Qingyan had also seen the same scene, Song Jingjing's face turned even paler, and she couldn't help sobbing, "Wuwuwu...Qingyan, my mother really can't bear to leave me!"

Huo Qingyan patted Song Jingjing's shoulder gently and comforted her, "Your mother must be reluctant to let you go. After all, you two have a deep mother-daughter relationship.

And I guess she's reluctant to part with the four thousand yuan, so we must find a way to return the four thousand yuan to your father this year."

Song Jingjing felt even more depressed when she thought about the 4,000 yuan she still owed her parents, plus the 2,000 yuan she owed her mother-in-law. She had originally planned to open a shop and expand her business after making more money this year.

However, now that her mother has passed away, even if she had this idea, I'm afraid no one would support her.

"I will definitely pay back the four thousand yuan. I will pay it back in front of my brother and sister-in-law. I guess my dad will return two thousand yuan, right?

Qingyan, I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed that my mother was chasing me. I also dreamed that you had children with other people, and they hugged your legs and called you daddy. "

Huo Qingyan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Song Jingjing also dreamed of his ex-wife and her two stillborn children?

Could it be that he hadn't gone to pay homage to Ling Fei in all these years, and that they were not doing well down there? This year during the Qingming Festival, he had to find a way to burn some paper money for Ling Fei.

"Jingjing, you've been having these random dreams these past few days because you're suffering from neurasthenia. Stop overthinking it.

When the nanny comes back in the afternoon, you can let her stay at home to take care of the children, and you can go to the store to load and unload goods. Let’s open it tomorrow! Your mother doesn’t want you to continue to be so decadent…”

Song Jingjing lowered her eyes, "I understand."

The nanny came over in the afternoon. Huo Qingyan packed his luggage and returned to the old house to pick up his son and sister to take them back to the military region.

After returning to the military compound, he did not go home directly, but took his son and younger sister back to his parents' home first.

Xiao Ya was sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater when she saw her second son coming back with his daughter and grandson.

Xiao Ya stood up and said, "Qingyan, have you sent Rourou back? I was planning to go to the city tomorrow. How is Jingjing?"

"Mom, she's fine. How are you? Did the physical examination show anything serious?"

"Nothing serious, just some minor issues that are not a big deal."

"Mom, are the cancer cells in your body gone?"

"No more?"

"Mom, I had a dream last night that you almost died. The doctor told me to go to the King of Hell and pray for help. When I went, I found that my eldest brother and his wife had secretly changed the King of Hell's Book of Life and Death, changing your death date from 1976 to 1996. Don't you think this is strange?

I heard that cancer is generally incurable and prone to recurrence even after surgery. Mom, you have undergone two surgeries and are completely cured.

Could it be that my sister-in-law's soul really went to Hades and helped my mother decide her fate?"

When Xiao Ya heard her son's words, her face turned pale. Being superstitious, she really thought that it was her eldest son's wife who secretly changed her life and death.

"Qingyan, is this true? Will your sister-in-law's life or death be affected by me?"

Huo Qingyan chuckled, "Mom, don't take dreams seriously. I was just joking, but you took it seriously. I just feel very strange that I had such a dream last night."