Chapter 385 Stolen Life, Longevity Noodles Made by Ghost Grandma
Meng Fuling's hand fell on her forehead and entered her memory.
The old lady who was busy cooking in the kitchen was named Huang Yingchun.
Although he is eighty years old, he has always been in good health.
She lost her husband early in life, and more than ten years ago, her son and daughter-in-law died of illness one after another.
Now he can only live with his grandson who just got married and started a family. Fortunately, his grandson and his granddaughter-in-law are very filial.
The only problem is that the children are very busy, and she is often the only one left at home.
My grandson Qiao Rui opened a company, and my daughter-in-law is the company's accountant. She basically goes out early and comes back late.
I have never had much time to spend with her, and the only time we spend together is when we have dinner together in the evening.
So she would prepare meals every day and wait for them to come back to eat.
That day she prepared dinner for them as usual, but the call she received was actually from her grandson.
"Grandma, Wang Fang and I both have social engagements tonight, so we won't be coming to dinner!"
She was looking forward to it, but when she heard the phone call, she sighed, "Okay, I got it."
There were many social engagements before the Chinese New Year, and the two of them often ate out and didn't go home.
Huang Yingchun seemed to have gotten used to it. After hanging up the phone, he ate dinner alone in silence.
Then she stood in the yard and exercised as usual, but when she finished her exercise and was about to go home.
He was carried down the stairs and fell to the ground, unable to move.
She endured the pain and wanted to make a phone call, but the phone was on the table in the living room.
Huang Yingchun was old, and after crawling for a long time, he finally ran out of strength and could only lie on the ground unable to move.
It was already past two in the morning when Qiao Rui and Wang Fang returned from their social event.
Only then did they realize that grandma was not at home. Confused, they found that she had fallen in the yard.
"Grandma!" Qiao Rui was so scared that he quickly dialed 120. He was frozen all over because of the cold weather outside.
When the old man was taken to the hospital, he was already unconscious, which scared the couple.
During the recovery period, they were always by my side, taking good care of me.
But Huang Yingchun is old, and his health deteriorated suddenly after the fall.
He stayed in the hospital for half a month before being discharged and was taken directly home for careful care.
Because she couldn't move, Wang Fang wiped her body carefully.
But Huang Yingchun was always thinking about it because his grandson's 30th birthday was in five days.
Every year on her grandson’s birthday, she would make a bowl of longevity noodles for him.
Given her current health condition, she may not be able to make longevity noodles this year.
Until that night, Huang Yingchun's soul stood beside his own body and watched.
She was always thinking about her grandson's birthday, and the obsession brought her back to her body.
If I can hold on for a few more days, I will be able to make it to Qiao Rui's 30th birthday, and then make him a bowl of longevity noodles before leaving.
So the next morning, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao Rui were surprised to find that their grandmother had miraculously recovered.
She was able to exercise as usual and got up early to make breakfast for them.
"Grandma!" Qiao Rui was extremely surprised. He thought that his grandma was completely well, so he went to the company with peace of mind.
But that night they discovered something strange. Huang Yingchun was standing on the balcony at midnight and his movements were strange.
She did this in order to swallow her soul that had floated out of her body back into her body so that she could continue to prolong her time in the human world.
It’s a pity that the stolen time cannot be retained after all. An accident happened when she was trying to pick up the Yang Soul.
Qiao Rui suddenly appeared and disturbed her, and Huang Yingchun's soul left her body and she died completely.
Because of her obsession, she was surrounded by hostility and her consciousness began to become unclear.
She thought Qiao Rui was the one who killed her, so she would stand outside and call out to his soul every night.
She just wanted to take away the person who killed her, and almost killed her own grandson.
At this moment, she regained consciousness: "Xiao Rui, grandma is leaving and can't accompany you anymore."
"I can't even wait to make you longevity noodles on your birthday. You have to live a good life, okay?"
Qiao Rui cried sadly: "Grandma, I don't want to eat longevity noodles, I just want you to be alive!"
The life span on earth is fixed, and Huang Yingchun will eventually have to pay back for the extra days he stole.
Meng Fuling loosened her hands, and the gate of hell beneath her feet closed.
Although he turned into a fierce ghost, he did not harm Qiao Rui in the end and his crime did not deserve death.
She directly purified her soul, and the black evil energy around her disappeared.
The fans in the live broadcast room quieted down at this point, and some even felt sad together.
I can't take it anymore. I'm about to burst into tears. I suddenly thought of my deceased grandfather. I'll never be able to eat his hand-rolled noodles again.
[The evil spirit you fear most is actually someone else's beloved relative, and you suddenly feel the same way.]
[The old lady is so pitiful. She is so old and lonely without anyone around. I will call her right away.]
[A bowl of longevity noodles is actually my grandmother's obsession. Master, can you spare her some time?]
"Yeah, can't I just make a bowl of noodles in the time it takes to make her leave? So she can leave without any regrets?"
At this time, fans in the live broadcast room spoke out collectively, and they all kept asking for Huang Yingchun to be given some time.
Before she left, she asked him to make a bowl of longevity noodles for her grandson, as today happened to be his 30th birthday.
If they can't eat this bowl of noodles, it will be a lifelong regret for both of them.
Wen Xiaoli stood by and kept wiping her tears, she was very moved.
So many people were crying, but Meng Fuling touched the corners of her eyes and found not a single tear.
She has never shed tears since she was old enough to understand, and she doesn't know what sadness is.
Although she didn't want to agree to this unreasonable request, she nodded in agreement when she thought that she might be able to complete the task.
"Okay, but I'll only give you half an hour. When the time is up you must go where you are supposed to go."
"Thank you, Master!" Several people expressed their gratitude to her with tears in their eyes.
Wen Xiaoli was shocked. She would never agree to such a request in the past.
It was because she met the soft-hearted Meng Po that the old lady was finally able to fulfill her wish before her death.
It’s a pity that he is now a ghost without a body and has no way to make a bowl of longevity noodles.
"Xiaofang, come here, grandma will teach you!" A loving smile appeared on her face.
Wang Fang wiped away her tears and said, "Okay, grandma, I will make these longevity noodles every year from now on."
In the kitchen, Huang Yingchun stood by and taught carefully.
Wang Fang listened carefully and did what she said step by step.
Qiao Rui stood by and watched quietly. Although he didn't move, he remembered every word in his mind.
Soon, a bowl of noodles came out of the pot.
The house was filled with fragrance, and the prepared noodles were placed in front of Qiao Rui.
He forced himself to eat the noodles, but tears flowed out unconsciously.
"Eat slowly!" Huang Yingchun's eyes were filled with love as she watched her grandson eat noodles in big mouthfuls.
Meng Fuling looked at the picture of the family of three, and the time on her watch had already arrived.
Leaving her only half an hour, she stepped forward and said, "Let's go!"
"Grandma is leaving!" She smiled at the two of them, and her soul turned into smoke and disappeared.
Her soul had gone to the underworld and disappeared.
This bowl of longevity noodles may not be important to ordinary people, but it is indeed the last obsession and love in life.
Meng Fuling looked at the people who were crying and touched the corners of her eyes.
"Oh!" She sighed deeply, but still without any tears.
Having become accustomed to the ups and downs of life and the separation of life and death, my heart has long been as hard as a rock and indestructible.
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