Chapter 1017 (Page 1/2)
Song Jingjing was so frightened that her face turned pale and she was shaking all over. She didn't dare to sleep with the twins. However, the bed was too small to accommodate two adults and four children.
Huo Qingyan looked at Song Jingjing's frightened expression, feeling somewhat helpless, but still comforted her: "Jingjing, if you are really afraid that your mother will come looking for you, then turn on the light and sleep with Ranran and Yanyan. I'll take Zizi and Feifei to sleep in the other bed."
Song Jingjing knew that the current situation was indeed difficult to arrange. If Zizi and Feifei were not here, the four of them could still squeeze in. But now that they were here, there was no way this bed would fit.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Jingjing finally nodded and agreed to Huo Qingyan's proposal, "Okay, then I'll turn on the light and go to bed. But, go get me a pair of scissors and put them on the bedside table."
Huo Qingyan was very surprised when he heard this, "What do you need scissors for?" He really couldn't understand what the connection was between scissors and sleeping.
Song Jingjing lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "I heard that scissors can ward off evil spirits."
Huo Qingyan was suddenly speechless. He felt that Song Jingjing's idea was too ridiculous.
In the car that morning, Song Jingjing was leaning against the coffin and crying heartbrokenly. She didn't look afraid at all.
Why did she suddenly become so timid? That's her own mother.
If her tone of voice had not been the same as usual, Huo Qingyan would have really suspected that she was possessed by a ghost.
Huo Qingyan walked quickly back to the living room, put the dishes on the dining table in order, then turned back to the kitchen to get some hot water for the children to wash their faces.
As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he heard a loud "bang" as the kitchen door was slammed shut by an invisible hand. This sudden change made Huo Qingyan's heart skip a beat. Although he was not as afraid of ghosts and gods as his wife Song Jingjing, the sudden sound of the door closing still scared him.
He calmed himself down, scooped hot water from the pot, and comforted himself: "The wind must be too strong and blew the door closed." However, before he finished speaking, "Creaky!" The kitchen door slowly opened again without any warning.
This strange scene made Huo Qingyan freeze in place instantly. The ladle in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, splashing water.
He opened his eyes wide, staring in horror at the slowly opening door. His throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.
It took him a while to come back to his senses and realize that something was wrong.
He took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to scoop some flour from the flour bag, and carefully sprinkled it on the door and windowsill. Then he quickly tucked the flashlight under his armpit, turned off the kitchen light, picked up the hot water, and walked out of the kitchen quickly.
After returning to the room, Huo Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief.
He quickly rubbed the towel and prepared to wash the children's faces.
At this moment, Huo Yifei suddenly said, "Dad, I need to pee."
Huo Qingyan couldn't help but feel suspicious when he heard this. He felt a little uneasy when he thought about the noise in the kitchen just now.
It’s so late at night. If I take my son to the backyard again, what if he bumps into something dirty?
Today is the seventh day after my mother-in-law's death. The person she can't let go of the most is his wife.
He suspected that his mother-in-law's ghost was wandering in the backyard. "Fei Fei, there's a chamber pot in the room. Pee in the pot and dad will empty it tomorrow morning."
Huo Yifei said again: "Dad, I still want to poop."
"You poop in the basin too."
Song Jingjing looked at Huo Qingyan strangely. Doesn't this guy hate it most when children poop and pee in the room?
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"Huo Qingyan, why do I feel like you're a little weird? My son wants to go to the toilet, why don't you accompany him?"
"Didn't you say earlier that today is your mother's seventh day? It's so late, what if you ask your son to go to the backyard and scare him?"
Song Jingjing's face turned pale. "Qingyan, how about the six of us sleep together tonight?"
"How can I sleep? The beam bed is only so big."
"Go to your son's room and get the straw and coir mats for the bed. Put them on the floor. Add an old quilt and a mattress. You, Zizi, and Feifei can sleep on the floor."
"You're crazy, asking us to sleep on the ground in the middle of winter."
"Aren't there straw mats and brown mats? Two layers are thick enough. I know Ranran is not in good health, so it's better for us to sleep together so that we can take care of each other."
"Jingjing, I can sleep on the floor here. If I'm not here, who do you plan to sleep with you in your room?"
"I plan to get another bamboo bed in our room and let the nanny take Zizi and the others to sleep on it. When you return to the city, the bamboo bed will be given to Ranran and Yanyanyan."
"Sleeping on a bamboo bed in the middle of winter?"
"You can order something."
Song Jingjing has arranged everything, what else can Huo Qingyan say?
But he didn't want Zizi and Feifei to sleep on the floor with him, so he said, "It's fine to have a bed on the floor in our room, but Zizi and Feifei should sleep on the bed. Let the four of them sleep together."
Song Jingjing thought about it and finally agreed. It would be better if she could sleep next to Huo Qingyan.
So Huo Qingyan poured out the hot water in the basin and went to his son's room to move out the straw mat, bedding and quilt.
After moving things back and forth two or three times, he finally made the bed on the floor, and then took Huo Yifei to the next room to poop.
After his son finished using the toilet, he took him back to the master bedroom and threw him on the bed. He closed the door and was about to turn off the light, but the light bulb suddenly went out with a flicker.
Song Jingjing screamed, "Qingyan, why did you turn off the lights?"
Huo Qingyan looked innocent, "I was just about to turn off the light, and it went out by itself. Maybe the bulb burned out."
Song Jingjing shouted, "Turn on the flashlight!"
Huo Qingyan hurriedly reached for the flashlight on the bedside table. When he was about to turn it on, he turned his head and suddenly saw a white shadow standing next to the mat. He was so scared that he trembled and turned on the flashlight tremblingly, but he saw nothing.
Song Jingjing asked him, "Qingyan, why did the light bulb burn out tonight?"
"The light bulb has been used for a long time, and the tungsten filament inside has burned out. I will buy a few more light bulbs tomorrow as a backup."
Huo Qingyan himself didn't know whether he was dazzled and saw the white shadow, or whether what he saw was the soul of his mother-in-law.
He didn't dare to say anything now, for he was afraid that if he said it, the children and Song Jingjing would not want to sleep.
The flashlight couldn't last the whole night. There were candles in the drawer, but lighting the candles made it look even scarier.
Forget it, I'd better use the flashlight. By the time the flashlight runs out of battery, everyone might be asleep.
He just couldn't believe that his mother-in-law would stay. He must have seen it wrong, otherwise why wouldn't the children be crying?
Or was it only him, Jingjing, and his son Huo Yichen who could see his mother-in-law's ghost? No one else could?
Otherwise, why didn’t Zizi and the others react at all?
Song Jingjing shouted, "Huo Qingyan, what are you doing standing there? Come over here and sleep!"
Huo Qingyan shone the flashlight around and found no shadows. Then he walked boldly to the bed, took off his shoes and prepared to go to sleep.
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