Yuan Yiping's voice paused for a moment, and he suddenly said, "You don't sound surprised at all."

"I'm so surprised." Chi Shen's brows relaxed, still looking at the black child. If he had something, he would probably reach out to play with it. Unfortunately, there was nothing suitable at hand, so he had to give up.

Yuan Yiping was silent over there, probably wanting to say, "Are you smiling and surprised?" But according to Yuan Yiping's personality, he couldn't say this, so he could only remain silent.

"If you don't believe it, why don't you come and see it in person? I'd really be surprised." Chi Shen said with a smile.

Yuan Yiping still ignored him, and Chi Shen didn't waste much time talking to him. He listened to the sounds in the kitchen and judged that Sheng Yulan was almost done with cooking. He said to the phone, "You still have to go to the murder scene this weekend, right? After all, it's related to salvation, and you don't want the ghost to stay in tears, right?"

"Go." Yuan Yiping said, "I will go with you and protect you."

Chi Shen smiled and said, "That's troublesome."

He put down his phone, and Sheng Yulan's voice came from the kitchen: "It's time to eat."

Chi Shen stood up and walked to the kitchen: "Mom, I'll serve the dishes, you take a rest."

Sheng Yulan said quickly: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll do it, you go wait at the table."

"It's inconvenient for you to move. Let me do it. You go wait at the dining table." Chi Shen said. He was mainly worried that the dishes made by Sheng Yulan tonight would be heavier than a bowl of noodles. It would be troublesome if the skeleton of the paper man was crushed.

Huang Lingling was watching from the side, her eyes rolling, and she immediately ran over to hold Sheng Yulan: "Mom! If your brother asks you to wait, just wait, let him be busy, don't feel sorry for him!"

Sheng Yulan was dragged to the dining table by Huang Lingling. Sheng Yulan wanted to fight for it: "It's okay, I'll do it. I'm used to it..."

"From today on, I'll be the one doing it. There's no reason why mom should be the only one doing the work." Chi Shen said as he entered the kitchen.

Sheng Yulan subconsciously wiped her hands on her apron. In fact, she was extremely careful when cooking for fear of damaging her paper body. She always wore rubber gloves when doing things. Now when she took off the gloves, her hands were clean without any oil or water stains. Wiping hands was a habit she had developed over a long period of time.

Despite this, she still has some spiritual scars on her hands, which are left by years of working. In winter, her skin will still be chapped. Wearing gloves to do housework is considered as a delicate behavior in the eyes of others. She is not allowed to do so and will be scolded.

She looked at Chi Shen serving soup and rice in the kitchen with satisfaction, a smile on her lips. As she was smiling, she suddenly felt her vision blurry.

All she expected was the simple happiness of a happy family with her children and being able to have dinner together.

I didn’t expect that the first time I realized this wish was when I was separated from the living.

Sheng Yulan lowered her head and wiped her tears. She was afraid that her tears would wet the paper man and make it difficult for Chi Shen to repair it. However, the tears did not remain on the paper. They dripped from the inside of the paper man and soon disappeared without leaving any trace.

After all, those were the ghost's tears, so it was normal for them to pass directly through the paper man.

"Mom!" Seeing Sheng Yulan's expression, Huang Lingling immediately grabbed the corner of her clothes and shouted, "Mom, mom, mom! Tell me a story, please. I want to hear a story. Mom has never told me a story yet!"

"Okay, what story do you want to hear? Has our Baoer heard the story of the three little pigs?" Sheng Yulan smiled. Her features were not outstanding. She was the kind of woman who would be drowned in the crowd at first sight. Years of hard work and beatings made her look more timid and a little tired, but her smile was extremely warm and beautiful, like the sunshine in March that nurtures all things.

Huang Lingling looked at Sheng Yulan's smile. Her overly large eyes were stunned for a moment, and then she smiled sweetly: "I haven't heard of it. Mom, tell me! Mom is the best mother in the world!"

"Once upon a time, there were three little pigs who lived together. They were three brothers..."

A cold wind suddenly blew outside the balcony, as if there was a real black gas lingering on the balcony. However, Sheng Yulan and Huang Lingling who were telling the story did not notice it. Bai Wan glanced outside the balcony, feeling a little worried. She looked at Chi Shen who was calmly going in and out of the kitchen, and seemed to understand something, so she gave up reminding him.

In the closet, the two ghosts that were locked in were tired. They had been locked in there for a whole day. They had been scolded and beaten. The ghost in the closet did not talk back when they were scolded, and they could not beat the ghost in the closet when they were beaten. It was as if the closet had infinite defense. Any attack was soft and there was no movement at all. The ghost face and the female ghost in red had given up struggling. They both lay at the bottom of the closet, quietly waiting for Chi Shen to finish his performance and let them out.

"Why isn't it over yet..." Ghost Face said beside him, "I suddenly miss my learning machine. Let me out, I can study for three days and three nights! I can study until I can get back to my room and pray!"

"That's a TV!" The red-clothed ghost girl stood up and emphasized to him. After that, she shook her head in dismay, "TV! Stupid!"

Ghost Face: "...Although, why do I feel uncomfortable when you call me stupid?"

The female ghost in red got up and wanted to hit Ghost Face. Just as she grabbed Ghost Face's face, the movement of her hands suddenly stopped. This time, both of them looked towards the direction of the living room together.

The next second, the red-clothed female ghost almost blurted out, "It's broken!"

The ghost's expression was strange. He felt that the red-clothed female ghost's words were ambiguous, so he immediately added: "It was Bai Wan's candle that broke! This is the first time I've seen a ghost break through. What happened to Sister Wan? Is there some evil ghost coming? Who is coming? Cabinet ghost, let us out quickly, we want to go out and help!"

The cabinet ghost stretched out two hands, and one ghost clapped them, as if to say, if there is really a problem in the living room, can you two help?

This was met with even more gruff curses from the red-clothed female ghost, as well as the furious excuses from the ghost face, who felt he was being looked down upon.

In the living room.

Chi Shen was already bringing the last dish to the table. The dishes Sheng Yulan prepared tonight were really rich and they were ready to start the feast, so it took him a little longer to serve the dishes and rice.

Sheng Yulan's story also reached the middle part: "The big bad wolf came to the second little pig's house. Its house was made of wood..."

A black wind blew into the living room, and the air in the living room suddenly became cold. The black child on the balcony had a vicious face and bloodshot eyes that almost dripped blood. With every word Sheng Yulan said, the blood in her eyes became redder. At this moment, his ghostly aura actually overwhelmed Bai Wan's yin energy. That instant outburst made the red candle circle placed by Bai Wan dim for a moment.

At this moment, the overwhelming ghostly energy surged in like a tide, filling the living room and blowing towards Sheng Yulan and Huang Lingling who were sitting at the table.

Huang Lingling tilted her head slightly, looking at the ghost energy with her large, lifeless eyes. The corners of her mouth lifted up, and the ghost energy around her was cut apart like a bamboo shoot. The black tide separated from her. She said indifferently: "It's just a broken kid——"

The next second, her voice suddenly stopped.

She broke through the ghost energy in front of her, but ignored Sheng Yulan. Over the years, she had gotten used to being alone. Whether she was alive as a child or living as a ghost, she was alone. She had forgotten what it meant to protect her family.

Sheng Yulan was hit by the ghost energy, and her paper body broke apart and turned into pieces that fell down one by one. Sheng Yulan, who was standing in the ghost energy, had wounds on her body and blood gushed out of the wounds.

It's not that ghosts don't bleed. When they are directly hurt by ghosts, they may bleed. This depends on their self-perception of themselves. When they are hurt, it is blood or ghost energy that flows out.

The blood that appeared in Sheng Yulan's wound undoubtedly showed that in her self-perception, she was closer to being a human being, a person with flesh and blood, rather than a ghost who could do whatever she wanted after death.

The black child moved very quickly. When Huang Lingling noticed Sheng Yulan, the black child had already pounced on Sheng Yulan. He bit Sheng Yulan's chest, as if he wanted to take out the ghost's heart and lungs, disassemble the ghost's body, and eat her whole.

Huang Lingling was furious in an instant. This was the mother she had just recognized, and she would not allow other ghosts to interfere. Looking at Sheng Yulan covered in blood, her legs began to fester, her originally intact and beautiful little skirt began to become torn, and traces of blood splashed on her face appeared.

"Your character has collapsed." Chi Shen suddenly held down Huang Lingling.

The blood color on Huang Lingling's body gradually faded, and her legs began to recover. She stared blankly at Chi Shen. She wanted to tell Chi Shen that the child was an evil ghost who grew up by eating ghosts, and she must save Sheng Yulan, but she was suppressed by Chi Shen. She couldn't say anything, and couldn't even express her anger.

“Shh,” Chi Shen raised a finger, “Just watch.”

After the black kid bit Sheng Yulan, he suddenly stopped moving. He raised his head blankly and uttered a short, meaningless sound: "Ah——"

"Bao'er?" Sheng Yulan called softly. She looked at the black child and said softly, as if she had some feelings, "You are my Bao'er, right?"

"ah--"

Sheng Yulan suddenly hugged her: "I know this bed sheet. They used this bed sheet to wrap you up and take you out. You are my treasure, you are my treasure."

The black child was held in her arms in a daze. She had been a ghost since she was a baby, ignorant of the world and uncomprehending. But at this moment, she stupidly stretched out her hands, imitating Sheng Yulan's behavior, and hugged her back.

She seemed to think for a long time, or maybe she didn't think about anything. After a long time, she called out in a vague voice: "Mom?"

It is a syllable that is used in all languages of the world. Because the first syllable a child utters is closer to this pronunciation, the whole world regards this pronunciation as the name for mother.

Sheng Yulan's tears fell in an instant, and she responded softly: "Hey."

Chi Shen released Huang Lingling's suppression. Huang Lingling looked at the two of them unwillingly and shouted loudly, "Mom!"

Sheng Yulan also hugged her: "Hey!"