As soon as the door opened, Wang Xingwang saw that it was indeed Wang Youcai who had returned, and happily rushed into his arms.

Wang Youcai picked him up, his heart filled with mixed emotions; he was a father now.

How could he not understand his father's expectations and good intentions?

However, he hoped that his father could understand him and make concessions first.

Looking back now, how silly I was!

Wang Xingwang saw that there were three other people behind Wang Youcai and immediately recognized Wang Laosan among them.

A smile immediately spread across his face, and he stretched out his hands to Wang Laosan, saying, "Grandpa, you're here too! Grandpa, hug me!"

Wang Laosan had been dressed up by Wang Laotai on the way here, and now he looks no different from an ordinary person.

Wang Laosan reached out and took Wang Xingwang, a smile surprisingly appearing on his face.

He responded softly, "Mm."

Ding Qiong, who was in the kitchen, vaguely heard the noise and came out as well.

The moment she saw Wang Youcai holding Wang Xingwang, she couldn't help but scream.

She turned and rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and rushed out again.

"Release...release...Xingwang!"

"Mom, it's Grandpa!" he said, affectionately pressing his face against Wang Laosan's.

He looked at Wang Laosan with a puzzled expression and said, "Grandpa, you look so cold. Are you cold? Come inside, it's warm inside."

"Xingwang, your grandfather is dead!"

Wang Xingwang didn't understand what death was, and curiously looked at Wang Laosan.

Wang Laosan patted Wang Xingwang affectionately, put him down, and gently pushed him toward Ding Qiong.

He's dead; his corpse lingers, which is bad for the living.

Moreover, Wang Xingwang is still a child.

Kui Kui said, "Uncle, Grandpa said he's going back."

"Dad, let's finish our meal before we leave!"

Ding Qiong immediately pulled Wang Xingwang into her arms and said angrily, "Wang Youcai, take your father away!"

"I'm inviting my dad to have dinner at my house today! What's wrong with that?"

"Wang Youcai, let me tell you, if your father walks through this door today, I'll immediately take Xingwang back to my mother's house!"

Wang Youcai was about to lash out.

Kui Kui suddenly said, "Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang, stop arguing. Grandpa said that harmony in the family brings prosperity, and you've scared Xingwang away."

Xingwang, who had been stunned, came to his senses and burst into tears.

"Xingwang, be good, don't cry." Ding Qiong threw down the kitchen knife and picked up Wang Xingwang.

Wang Xingwang sobbed, "Mom, don't be mean to Dad, don't be mean to Grandpa. I love Dad, and I love Grandpa. I want to eat with them."

Ding Qiong frowned, caught in a dilemma.

Old Mrs. Wang stepped forward and said, "Wang family daughter-in-law, your father-in-law's situation is somewhat special, but he would never harm you or the child. I can swear this as a descendant of a shaman."

In the Northeast region, people have great reverence for shamans.

Ding Qiong remained silent for a moment before giving in first.

"KuiKui, why don't you and XingWang go play for a while!"

“Wang family daughter-in-law, I see you still have the stove on. If you don’t mind, this old woman will lend you a hand.”

Ding Qiong was filled with doubt and immediately invited Old Lady Wang to the kitchen.

After hearing what Old Lady Wang had to say, Ding Qiong's face turned even uglier.

"Mother-in-law, I wasn't good to Dad before, will he..."

"No, his wish has been fulfilled. Now it's your husband who has a lingering resentment."

Ding Qiong looked at Wang Youcai, who was diligently taking care of Wang Laosan in the living room, and remained silent for a moment before saying, "I understand. Mother-in-law, go and rest. Leave this to me."

Grandma Wang smiled slightly, knowing that there was no need to say anything more.

Ding Qiong was a capable girl, and in no time, the table was filled with delicious dishes.

"Xingwang, Youcai... Dad, dinner's ready."

Wang Laosan visibly paused, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Only Wang Xingwang and Kui Kui enjoyed the meal.

The adults each have their own worries.

As dusk approached, despite his reluctance, Wang Youcai knew it was time to send Wang Laosan back.

This time, however, Ding Qiong and Wang Xingwang were in the car.

Ding Qiong held Wang Xingwang in her arms, and Old Lady Wang held Kui Kui in her arms. The four of them sat in the back row and gradually fell asleep.

The dim yellow light from the streetlights kept flashing across Wang Laosan's face, alternating between yellow and white.

He suddenly spoke up: "Youcai, your father is gone. You must take good care of yourself."

After saying that, he lowered his head and fell silent.

Wang Youcai's eyes reddened instantly. Thinking of his wife and children in the back seat, he forced back his grief and drove the car back to Wangjia Village.

As soon as the car stopped at the village entrance, it started wailing.

Kui Kui was woken up by the noise. He rubbed his eyes and his gaze unconsciously drifted to the window.

Two people stood in the dark at the village entrance.

One tall and one short, they leaned against each other.

She murmured, "Dad, why is Mom here? Is it almost New Year's?"

Grandma Wang sighed softly, thinking to herself: It's not the New Year, but the Ghost Festival is almost here.

Ever since Kui Kui was born, ghosts and monsters have always come to cause trouble every Ghost Festival.

If it weren't for the protection of elders and immortals, Kui Kui wouldn't have lived to be three years old.