Three days later, late at night
Mr. Jiang's residence.
Waves of white mist overflowed from the ground, and soon the huge yard was shrouded in white mist.
Mr. Jiang didn't have the habit of turning on the lights when he slept. The quiet room fell into darkness, and the only sound was Mr. Jiang's loud snoring.
There was a slight itch on his face, like a feather scratching. Jiang Gongzheng, who was sleeping soundly, turned over subconsciously and kept muttering, "Ruru, stop making trouble~ I'm sleeping~"
The next second, Mr. Jiang, who was sleeping soundly, felt a pain in his ears and was suddenly pulled up. "Ouch... Ouch... It hurts..."
"You old fool, who called Ru'er? How dare you look for a concubine when I'm not here? Are you tired of living?"
The familiar voice of his wife rang in his ears. Master Jiang was startled and opened his eyes immediately. Looking at the woman in white, he couldn't help but asked in shock, "Madam! Why are you here again?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Jiang raised her hand and slapped him without a word, "You bastard, if I hadn't come here, would you have sold our good daughter?!"
When Master Jiang heard this, he immediately became anxious, "How...how could it be? Madam, why would I sell our good daughter? I listened to you and let Song Yi be our son-in-law?"
“Snap—”
Madam Jiang rolled up her sleeves and punched him again. "You blind man, think carefully about that ugly ghost you saw a few days ago. Was it really me? I've been dead for almost eight years. In order to wait for you to reincarnate together, I didn't go to the underworld to reincarnate. I worked as a handyman for the Black and White Impermanence to accumulate merit for you. But you, a fool, have actually forgotten what I look like?
The female ghost who came to you a few nights ago was so ugly. Was that me? Was I that ugly when I died?
Upon hearing this, Master Jiang couldn't help but mutter, "Don't all these female ghosts look the same? How can I recognize them..."
"Your eyesight and hearing are not good either? Does that female ghost's voice sound like mine? Does it?" Mrs. Jiang was so angry that she grabbed Mr. Jiang's ear.
Master Jiang covered his ears and cried loudly, "You cruel woman, you know you've been dead for eight years. I, your husband, am old and my hearing is naturally not very good. How could I hear you? In the past eight years, you have never come to me in my dreams. Now you suddenly come to me, I must be so happy, who cares whether you are real or fake?!"
Madam Jiang: “…”
Mr. Jiang hugged Mrs. Jiang's waist and cried loudly: "You cruel woman, you passed away so early, leaving me alone to raise Ning'er and Tang'er. It's all your fault that you insisted on giving birth to a son and died of a difficult childbirth. Do you know how I have been living these eight years? I am a widower, how can it be easy for me?! Wuuuuuuu..."
Madam Jiang looked at the man who was hugging her and crying uncontrollably. She reached out and touched his head. After a long while, she finally spoke: "Who is this Ru'er you were talking about just now? Isn't she your concubine?"
Master Jiang wiped his tears with his sleeve in grievance. "Marrying you is already enough for me in this life, how could I dare to marry someone else? Ru'er is the dog raised by the second son. A few days ago, I was afraid that the second son would be distracted by school, so I had someone bring Ru'er here to raise for a few days."
"Oh, so that's it~" Although Mrs. Jiang's expression was cold, she couldn't help but feel a little sweet in her heart after hearing what Mr. Jiang said.
She was right about the man. She said that she knew her man's character and that he was a sentimental man. It was worth it for her to do good things for them.
"By the way, Madam, you said that the female ghost I saw a few days ago wasn't you? Then who was it?" Master Jiang asked, "Which idiot ghost dared to pretend to be my Madam?"
Madam Jiang: "I don't know either, but it should be someone who cares about our daughter's fortune."
"Luck?"
Madam Jiang nodded. "Why else do you think I've been doing good deeds for the past eight years? It's just to accumulate merit for your grandfather. Being a ghost worker in the underworld is more tiring than being a human. I, your wife, am known as the "Desperate Lady" in the underworld. I've been an excellent laborer there every year."
Upon hearing this, Master Jiang couldn't help but smile, "Madam, you are really amazing!"
"What's the point of being powerful? If it weren't for a little immortal reminding me, I wouldn't have known that my home was about to be robbed. How could someone actually want to ruin my daughter's luck? Do you think I'm a vegetarian? I worked for eight years in vain to make wedding clothes for others. How can I have the face to do this?
Tell me, what did that ugly ghost say to you when he pretended to be me in your dream?
When Mr. Jiang saw his wife like this, he knew that this was his real wife. His wife had just this kind of temper. He did not hide anything and told her the truth.
Master Jiang: "That night, there was a strong wind, it was very scary. I was sleeping soundly when someone woke me up. When I opened my eyes, a pale ghost face was right in front of me. I was so scared~"
Mrs. Jiang: "Get to the point, you idiot!"
"Ahem." Master Jiang coughed lightly and continued, "That ugly ghost claimed to be the Madam's wife and said Song Yi was a son of destiny and that Ning'er would die young if she didn't stay with him. That was so scary. Song Yi is actually Bai Lin's son. Bai Lin and I are close friends. His son must be a good person. That's why I believed that ugly ghost's words."
Madam Jiang: "Are you saying that Song Yi is Bai Lin's son?"
Mr. Jiang nodded.
Madam Jiang: "But Bailin's son died a long time ago. I was the one who wrote his life and death book for him. I even helped him find the family he would be reincarnated into."
"What?" Master Jiang was shocked: "Song... Song Yi is dead?"
"That kid is also a scoundrel. He doesn't have half the virtues of the Bailin couple. He's a gambler who was beaten to death in a casino. Logically, gamblers can't be reborn into a good family. But the Bailin couple did a lot of good deeds during their lifetime, so I let that bastard Song Yi be reborn as a cat. Let's see how he can gamble after becoming a cat!"
"According to what you said, Madam, Bailin's son Song Yi died a long time ago. So the guy who claims to be Song Yi in our house now is a fake! He has evil intentions and is after the good fortune you brought to our daughter!"
Madam Jiang nodded fiercely, furious. "This little jerk is so bold! He dares to plot against my daughter's fortune. I'll kill him."
As she said that, Mrs. Jiang rolled up her sleeves and was about to teach Shen Junze a lesson, but was stopped by Wanwan who suddenly appeared.
"Wait a moment."
Hearing the little girl's voice, Madam Jiang immediately became more respectful. She floated to Xiao Wanwan's side and said in a very gentle tone, "Little Immortal, you are finally here~"
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