"Son, did that girl from the Lin family really say those words?" Zhao Chunniang swallowed and asked in a low voice.

Wang Hu nodded: "It was just now, when I was playing with Wanwan, she told me this! She told me to be careful and tell you."

"Then...this..." Wang Dazhu's brows furrowed, and he said to Wang Hu, "Son, don't be afraid. We definitely won't let that ghost come over today. No matter how much she knocks on the door, I won't open it!"

"But Dad, what if she runs in by herself?" Wang Hu was still a little worried, and his round face showed some concern.

This is truly rare in the Wang family.

"Cough cough..." Zhao Chunniang laughed first: "Don't be afraid, even if your father can't beat that skinny ghost, I'm still here! That skinny little thing, I can throw her away with one slap."

"Mmm, Mom, you're amazing!"

Wang Hu was finally relieved.

While Wang Hu was relieved, the Wang couple were not so easily at ease, and they waited anxiously.

...

The little brat didn't knock on the door again all day.

To save on oil lamp oil, Zhao Chunniang and Wang Dazhu went to bed early that night.

The two lay in bed but couldn't fall asleep. Zhao Chunniang said, "If it hasn't come by now, then the ghost probably won't come today, right?"

"They probably... won't come, right? Or maybe they've eaten their fill and are on their way? After all, they ate so much of our food yesterday, even a starving ghost should be full by now." Wang Dazhu's voice seemed to be comforting Zhao Chunniang, but it also seemed to be comforting himself.

"I hope so."

But not long after, the 'knock knock knock' sound at the door rang out again.

It was as if it had struck the hearts of these two people.

He couldn't pretend he didn't hear it even if he wanted to.

Even though the front door of the house and the gate to the yard were locked, the two of them felt as if the 'knock knock knock' sound was right next to their ears.

"What...what should we do? It must be that ghost coming for us." Zhao Chunniang began to tremble with fear.

Wang Dazhu also wanted to cover his ears with the blanket, but when he thought that his son was not sleeping in the same room as him, he suddenly jumped up.

"Didn't that girl from the Lin family say today that the ghost might still eat people? Tiger is still next door, let's go check it out," Wang Dazhu said, jumping up.

Thinking of her son, even though Zhao Chunniang was in a state of panic, she seemed to have gained boundless strength.

“Okay, I’ll go with you…we’ll just squeeze in with our son tonight,” Zhao Chunniang said.

These words struck a chord with Wang Dazhu, who was not only worried about his son's safety but also deeply afraid of his own.

Even if the family is huddled together and there's not enough cover, and the blankets are a little cold, it's not so scary.

"Mom, I'm so hungry... I'm so hungry! Mom, open the door." The girl's calm voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Chunniang and Wang Dazhu, huddled together with their son Wang Hu, trembling with fear, dared not open the door, only to hear the sounds outside growing louder and louder.

"Waaah..." Wang Hu huddled tightly in his mother Zhao Chunniang's arms, his voice trembling with sobs: "Mother, didn't you say that ghost wouldn't come? She...she...how come she's here again?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Zhao Chunniang herself was terrified, and hearing the commotion outside made her tremble even more, but she didn't know what to say to comfort her son.

The 'thump thump thump' sound suddenly subsided.

Before the three of them could even breathe a sigh of relief, they heard the wooden door smashed open with a loud bang!

Holy crap!

Zhao Chunniang and Wang Dazhu were dumbfounded.

He never expected that this ghost would be able to destroy the door!

That door can't stop ghosts!

What about the three of them?

Wang Hu recalled Lin Wanyue saying that if the starving ghosts couldn't be driven away, they might eat people because they couldn't get food.

Wang Hu quickly relayed this to Zhao Chunniang and Wang Dazhu.

"What should we do?" Zhao Chunniang was terrified.

Wang Dazhu was short and thin, a gaunt-looking middle-aged man.

At this moment, he stood up and said to his wife and son, "You two stay hidden and don't go out. I'll go outside and see. If it's just about eating, I... I'll go make her dinner, let her eat her fill and then send her away. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Husband, you can't go! What will happen to me and our son if you go?" Zhao Chunniang cried, but the noise outside left her no room to hesitate any longer.

Zhao Chunniang wiped away her tears. "Husband, you stay here to take care of our son... Leave the cooking to me. If you go, don't waste the food. If she doesn't have anything to eat, she might become even more aggressive. If we hand over some food, at least we can save her life."

Zhao Chunniang put on her shoes and went outside into the courtyard, only to find that this time it wasn't just the ragged little girl; behind her were several men and women with gleaming green eyes. These men, like the little girl, were dressed in tattered clothes, like fragments hanging from their bodies. They were also terribly thin, like charred skin clinging tightly to a skeleton, just skin and bones, hanging empty in their tattered garments.

When he opened his mouth, only the word "hungry" could be faintly heard.

"You...you brought so many...ghosts with you?" Zhao Chunniang said, barely suppressing her fear.

She now knew the little girl was a ghost, and when she looked closely at the feet of the group of people, she indeed found that there was no shadow under their feet.

It really is a ghost!

How could she have been so blinded by greed, thinking that picking up this little girl would make her family live a good life, just like Lin Wanyue, a little fairy who fell from the sky?

She's really overthinking it!

Even if gold were to fall from the sky, the chances would probably be much greater than if a god were to fall from the sky.

She didn't even find a single piece of gold, so how could she think she was lucky enough to find a little fairy?

However, no matter how much Zhao Chunniang regretted it at this moment, it was too late; she had no choice but to face these starving ghosts.

"Mother, I'm hungry..." the little girl said, staring intently at Zhao Chunniang.

The person following behind her also cried out, "Mother, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..."

Zhao Chunniang: "..."

Who's your mother?!

When you're hungry, you have to eat.

If he can't get food, then what fills his stomach might not be food.

Or, people can be turned into food.

"I...I understand." Zhao Chunniang shuddered at the thought of this possibility. "Then you wait here, I'll go cook for you right now."

The starving ghosts followed Zhao Chunniang to the kitchen.

Taking advantage of the fact that the ghosts were attracted to the kitchen, Wang Hu ran out of the room. Seeing that his father hadn't followed, he immediately said anxiously, "Dad, hurry up, let's go find Wanwan!"