As soon as the children saw the candy in her hand, they immediately swallowed their saliva desperately.
After a while, a little boy who looked about seven or eight years old raised his hand. "I know, but are you really going to give me this candy? Are you kidding me?"
Zhang Meng smiled and took a small piece of candy and put it in his mouth. "Now you can believe that I will share this candy with you, right?"
The little boy held the candy in his mouth, looking very satisfied. "I believe you. The eldest son of Ma Dafu's family died a few days ago!"
Zhang Meng continued to ask, "Is their eldest son married?"
The little boy shook his head. "No, their family is very poor. They never got married. My mother said that the eldest son of Ma Dafu chose to commit suicide by taking medicine because his family had no money to marry a wife."
After hearing this, Zhang Meng frowned. This dead male ghost committed suicide, which made it a bit difficult to deal with.
The little boy waited for a while, and when he saw that Zhang Meng still didn't give him any candy, he got a little angry and said, "You adults can't go back on your word. You said you would give me candy, hurry up."
Zhang Meng was stunned for a moment, then she distributed the candies in her hand to the children with a helpless look on her face.
After getting the candies, the children naturally ran away happily.
Tang Yiyi had been paying attention to the expression on Zhang Meng's face. The frown that flashed across her face just now made Tang Yiyi feel very uneasy.
"Comrade Zhang Meng, can you tell me honestly, is this matter of mine very difficult to handle?"
Just as Zhang Meng opened her mouth, Gu Mingtai's voice rang out, "Of course it's difficult. Didn't you tell me that the man committed suicide? Ghosts who commit suicide are not easy to deal with. They usually choose to commit suicide out of hatred for the world."
Tang Yiyi heard this and anxiously grabbed Zhang Meng's hand tightly, "What should I do, Comrade Zhang Meng, you have to save me, I don't want to marry that male ghost, I don't want to die yet."
Zhang Meng patted the back of her hand, turned around and rolled her eyes at Gu Mingtai who was standing behind her.
"Don't worry, we just need to have a good talk with that family to see if they are willing to let go. If they are willing, it will be easy for us. Don't worry." Zhang Meng patted the back of her hand to comfort her.
Tang Yiyi sniffed and nodded, "Okay then, I hope that family can let me go."
Next, the three of them continued walking towards the village and asked people in the village for directions. Finally, they found the house where Ma Dafu lived.
Standing at the door of the shabby house, Zhang Meng had to agree with what the little boy had just said. This family was really poor, so poor that he didn't know how to describe it.
"Is anyone there?" Tang Yiyi knocked on the rickety door and shouted loudly inside.
After a while, a woman's hoarse voice responded from inside, "Who is it?"
Then a woman with a haggard face walked out of the house.
As soon as Zhang Meng saw the other person's face, she remembered that this person was the woman she met in the mall.
But the woman had obviously forgotten her. "Who are you looking for?"
The woman narrowed her triangular eyes, looked at Zhang Meng and the other three with an unhappy expression and asked.
Tang Yiyi stepped forward first, holding the woman's rough hand with red eyes, "Auntie, I beg you, please let me go, I don't want to die yet, don't let your son take me away to get married."
The woman's expression changed, then she looked happy again. "What? You mean you picked up my red envelope?"
Tang Yiyi nodded stupidly, "Yeah, I picked up your red envelope, I'll give it back to you now!"
The woman threw the red envelope away with force and said in a shrill voice, "Since you picked up this red envelope, it is yours, daughter-in-law, you should marry my son. My son has a miserable life. When he was alive, his family was poor and no good family was willing to marry him into our family. My son was heartbroken and chose to commit suicide. My son is a good son, you should marry him. I beg you!" After that, the woman knelt down in front of Tang Yiyi.
Tang Yiyi was stunned for a moment, and then Zhang Meng pulled her arm, helping her to avoid the woman's kneeling.
Seeing this, the woman raised her head and glared at Zhang Meng with dissatisfaction, "Who are you, lesbian?"
Zhang Meng sneered, "Madam, why do you care who I am? I just want to say that you are too selfish to do this. Just to get your son married, you resorted to such a sinister trick to harm a girl's life. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
The woman cried and laughed and said, "What am I afraid of? My son is dead. Why should I be afraid of God striking me with thunder? I'm not afraid anymore. I'm not afraid of anything. As long as my son lives better in the netherworld than in the world of the living, I'm willing to do anything."
Zhang Meng immediately picked up the red envelope on the ground and said, "Auntie, we came here to discuss this matter with you out of kindness. We hope you can also be kind enough to discuss this matter with us and resolve it."
The woman's expression changed, and she turned around and said coldly, "No need to discuss it, this matter is not negotiable!"
Zhang Meng was so angry that she laughed, "Okay, I originally planned to discuss it with your family and not to hurt anyone, but you just didn't appreciate it, so don't blame me for using force."
The woman looked nonchalant, "I have nothing now, I'm not afraid of you!"
Zhang Meng sneered, "What about your son's ghost? Aren't you afraid of it?"
The woman's expression changed drastically as she yelled at Zhang Meng, "You can't hurt my son. If you dare to hurt even a hair on my son's head, I will die with you."
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