The appearance of the Feng brothers was still too sudden for the little girl, and she couldn't accept their existence so quickly.
Moreover... she was also aware of her own unique circumstances.
She inherited half of her grandfather's mantle and became a coffin maker, so she would inevitably have to deal with ghosts, corpses, and cemeteries in the future.
Nan Yuanman knows that not everyone can accept their relatives dealing with corpses and ghosts, as they would find it unlucky.
Therefore, she had no intention of hiding it.
It's okay if they don't like it.
Nan Yuanman hugged her small handbag tightly. She could earn money now and support herself and her grandfather, Gou Dan.
Feng Yuli: "I know."
Meng Qinian: "Of course."
Feng Langqing was momentarily stunned by her question, and subconsciously replied, "What do you do? Isn't it just playing with mud and dolls?"
Besides playing these games, what else can we do?
Meng Qinian looked disgusted: "Would our Yuanman play such childish things? Of course not!"
Feng Yuli said calmly, "Mud and dolls are just hobbies for her leisure time. She has a proper job."
Feng Langqing: "???"
Was he hallucinating or was he still asleep?
Haha, a five-year-old toddler is already working?!
Which organization hired them? Believe me, he should report them for hiring child laborers!
Nan Yuanman nervously fastened the decoration on her handbag, looked at Feng Langqing, and whispered, "Yuanman is a coffin maker, although she hasn't graduated yet."
She is still young and cannot make coffins yet; she can only do things to comfort the deceased, so she is not a real coffin maker yet.
“Coffin makers are also known as people who ‘harmonize Yin and Yang.’ They can contact the underworld and communicate with the living world, so…” Nan Yuanman tried her best to repeat what Grandpa Nan had once told her: “In order to let the deceased rest in peace, Yuanman will come into contact with some ghosts in the future.”
These words were like gibberish to Feng Langqing. He stared at the little bundle of joy in front of him, his handsome face blank with shock.
A...five-year-old coffin maker.
He wouldn't dare to act like this in his usual TV dramas!
and……
Feng Langqing swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "Are there really ghosts in this world?"
Isn't this just something made up by those feudal superstitious eccentrics to deceive people?
“Yes.” Nan Yuanman nodded obediently, then turned to look at Gou Dan, who had been deep in thought and hadn’t spoken since the two Feng brothers appeared, and asked, “Would you like to see?”
Feng Langqing felt nervous, scared, and curious at the same time. He was usually terrified of ghosts and spirits and had never even dared to go to a haunted house in his life.
But... it's a ghost!
He's never seen a real ghost before!
Feng Langqing finally couldn't resist his curiosity and nodded: "Let's...let's see?"
Feng Yuli was also curious, but he didn't show it. Instead, he gazed at Nan Yuanman with gentle eyes.
Meng Qinian, who had actually seen a ghost: "..."
He timidly closed his eyes and said, "You can look, but I won't."
He couldn't sleep after watching it all night.
Nan Yuanman was also a little nervous. She reached into her small handbag and rummaged around until she pulled out a small bottle made of bamboo. With a "heave-ho," she pulled out the stopper.
He then took out two more talismans, dripped the ox tears inside onto them, and handed them to Feng Langqing and Feng Yuli respectively: "You can see them as soon as you hold them. Don't worry, with me here, they won't hurt you."
Feng Langqing was both excited and nervous, and carefully accepted it: "Okay."
The moment he touched the talisman, he looked up and saw a tall man with half his face covered in black and red threads floating beside Nan Yuanman... a male ghost.
The male ghost seemed to sense his gaze and looked up at him expressionlessly.
Feng Langqing: "!!!!!! Gaaah—!"
Feng Langqing didn't even utter a sound before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground, landing directly between Meng Qinian's legs.
Meng Qinian was utterly defeated: "Awooo—!"
Feng Yuli was also startled by the sudden appearance of the male ghost. He tried to calm himself down, picked up the unconscious Feng Langqing with one hand, and rescued Meng Qinian.
Nan Yuanman asked with a worried look, "Is he alright? Is he okay?"
"It's alright. Your third brother is a bit timid. He'll develop his courage after seeing more ghosts." Feng Yuli tossed Feng Langqing back into his seat, smiling reassuringly.
Nan Yuanman thought about it and felt it made a lot of sense, so he felt half relieved.
Meng Qinian: "?"
Meng Qinian:
Is nobody paying attention to him? He thinks he needs emergency treatment!
Feng Yuli paid no attention to him. He restrained his gaze and did not dare to look at the male ghost floating next to Nan Yuanman. He silently turned his head to look out the window.
"Thud—!" A head fell from the sky and slammed heavily against the car window, blood splattering everywhere. Feng Yuli's expression changed slightly, thinking that the driver had hit someone, when the head moved.
He slowly turned his face and met Feng Yuli's gaze, who was sitting by the window.
Realizing something, the pale, grotesque face of the human head instantly lit up with excitement: "You can see me?"
Feng Yuli: "..."
He silently shifted his gaze, avoiding eye contact with the irritating head outside the car window. But in doing so, he found himself staring at Gou Dan again.
Feng Yuli hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly to Gou Dan, giving a silent greeting.
Dog Egg raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Young man, do I look familiar?"
Feng Yuli: "?" Are all ghosts so outgoing?
He smiled politely and said, "We're not familiar."
Nan Yuanman then remembered that Gou Dan was still a living soul, and judging from his fate, he was from a wealthy family. Perhaps Feng Yuli had met him.
She quickly said, "Big brother, Gou Dan is still a living soul, his body hasn't died yet. He's the same as your father. Look carefully, have you seen him somewhere before?"
“If you have seen him, tell me where his body is, and I will send his soul back.”
Upon hearing the name of the male ghost, Feng Yuli's lips twitched. He managed to laugh out loud without being impolite, and carefully observed Gou Dan's facial features.
Dog Egg's face was only half visible; the other half, though less covered in black threads, was still completely black in Feng Yuli's eyes.
The more he looked at that half of the face, the more familiar the male ghost seemed, but he couldn't quite place where he had seen him before.
Feng Yuli apologized, "I'm sorry, Yuanman, I can't remember where I've seen him before."
Nan Yuanman didn't feel regretful at all, and comforted him like a little adult: "It's okay, I'll slowly help Gou Dan look for it."
As she spoke, her gaze involuntarily fell on Feng Langqing, and she asked nervously, "Then, can they accept it? If they can't, we can leave Yuanman at the hotel. Yuanman isn't a three-year-old child anymore; she can take care of herself."
The little dumpling's anxious look made Feng Yuli feel as if he had been pricked by a needle, and he felt a dull pain in his heart. He comforted her gently, "Of course I can accept it, Yuanman. Listen, I know that our appearance is too sudden for you, and you can't accept and get used to us in a short time."
"However, before I decided to take you out of the Jiang family, I was already prepared to accept all your good and bad qualities, so you don't need to worry at all."
"Besides, we are all adults, and what you did was a good thing. We have no reason not to accept it."
Nan Yuanman blinked slowly, staring blankly at Feng Yuli, her heart feeling warm as if it had been covered by a freshly steamed bun.
This is the first time anyone has ever said that to her...
I feel so strange inside.
Feng Yuli reached out and gently ruffled the girl's slightly messy hair: "Yuanman, I won't force you to spend time with us. Let's get to know each other slowly during this period, okay?"
Nan Yuanman raised her hand to her chest, shyly gave Feng Yuli a cute smile, and said in a childish voice, "Okay."
During the conversation, the car slowly came to a stop at the gate of a manor.
Feng Yuli got out of the car first and turned around to pick up Nan Yuanman, but the little girl jumped off the car with a whoosh. Her chubby cheeks bounced up and down with her movements, making her look extremely cute.
Just as Nan Yuanman stood up, a rapid thumping sound came from Xiao Hong's coffin lid: "Where am I? Why am I locked up?! Let me out right now!"
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