Chapter 373
Jin Chaochao and Fu Tingyuan looked at each other, and then looked at Bo Ling together.
It's a dark and windy night, it's a great scene for killing someone.
This child has a very vivid imagination.
But it was also her fault for not explaining it clearly to him in advance.
Bo Ling looked at Fu Tingyuan's face, which was made more resolute by the light, and said tremblingly, "I will definitely make back the money Hai Lan got from you this time and return it to you later."
Fu Tingyuan smiled evilly, "Boy, if you were so obedient before, nothing would have happened. But it's a pity that we are all here now. You must see your father today!"
Jin Chaochao glanced at Fu Tingyuan and said, "Don't scare him. Go and hold him up. Don't scare him silly."
Fu Tingyuan walked forward and grabbed Bo Ling's shoulders.
Bo Ling found himself as if he was under a spell and couldn't move.
Jin Chaochao placed the offerings, then took out the ritual tools and began to perform the ritual.
She held the incense in both hands and raised it above her head. Then the incense burned by itself. As the smoke rose, she began to speak, "The descendant of Xuanmen, Jin Chaochao, summons the ghost Bo Jizhou to see you. I hope you will approve!"
After a brief conversation, she asked Fu Tingyuan to help her burn the pile of gold ingots she had prepared.
Finally, she burned a yellow talisman, which contained 500 points of her merit, as an exchange.
Don't underestimate these 500 merits. She needs to do 100 good deeds to obtain them.
After a while, wisps of green smoke rose from the incense in his hand, and the incense burned more and more vigorously.
Jin Chaochao was overjoyed, this was a success.
After the incense was burned out, Jin Chaochao lit three more incense sticks to pray for Bo Jizhou.
As the incense burned, the shadow of a man gradually became clearer.
She then turned around and looked at Bo Ling, "This is your father. If you have anything to say or ask, just say it and ask it."
Bo Ling's eyes widened at this moment, unable to utter a word.
He looked at Bo Jizhou's face which looked exactly like his and was completely stunned.
Bo Jizhou was also looking at Bo Ling at the same time, but the next moment, his eyes suddenly turned red and he asked excitedly: "Bo Ling, is it really you?"
"Dad?" Bo Ling still couldn't believe what he saw.
Bo Jizhou rushed forward, and with his transparent fingers he stroked his son's face, which looked 70% like him. "Good boy, you have grown up... Are you doing well now?"
Bo Ling really wanted to say that he was not having a good life.
His mother didn't want him, his grandparents didn't recognize him, and even his uncle's family disliked him.
But when he saw his father whose body was almost transparent, he couldn't express all his grievances.
"I'm living well, Dad! If you were still alive, would you abandon me?" Bo Ling asked with tears in his eyes and trembling all over.
There was anticipation and fear in his red eyes.
I hope my father is different from others, but I am also afraid that he is the same as others.
Bo Jizhou's transparent hand gently stroked his head, "Silly boy, how could Daddy not want you? You are my son. When you were born, you were so tiny, and I wiped your poop and pee with my own hands."
He and Hai Lan did spend some sweet time together.
Unfortunately, that time was too short and love could not stand the test of reality.
Everyone said that he agreed to be a son-in-law just for the Hai family's money.
But he didn't spend a penny of the Hai family's money when he married Hai Lan.
Bo Ling cried loudly with his mouth wide open, as if he was letting go of the past, or as if he was thanking his father for his words that helped him find himself again.
He seemed to have confirmed through his father's words that it was not his fault that others did not love him.
"Bo Ling, don't cry. Daddy is always thinking about you. You must take good care of yourself when I'm not around." Bo Jizhou felt mixed emotions. Even without his son saying anything, he could feel that the child had suffered a lot of grievances.
Hai Lan is a heartless woman.
He didn't believe that she would treat his son well if he died.
The Hai family is even more heartless and cold.
Bo Ling cried for a while and finally calmed down.
He looked at Bo Jizhou and said, "Dad, I will come to burn paper money for you every New Year and festival. I was an unfilial son before, and I never worshipped you."
"It's Dad's fault for not being able to take care of you and bring you up! You are still young and have a long life ahead of you. Bo Ling must remember what Dad said and live a happy life."
At this moment the incense on the altar burned out.
Bo Jizhou's shadow became increasingly faint, and finally disappeared.
Bo Ling stood there, wiping away tears.
My father said that he hoped he could live a happy and joyful life.
Then he will definitely be able to live happily in the future.
Jin Chaochao stepped forward and cleaned up the altar.
Fu Tingyuan said to Bo Ling: "I will erect a monument for your father later."
Bo Ling nodded solemnly.
Only then did he understand what Jin Chaochao meant when she asked him to see his father.
On the way back, Bo Ling sat in the car, looking at the street scenes passing by outside the window, and the obsession that had been suppressed in his heart also disappeared.
As long as he has a relative who thinks that his birth is meaningful, he will feel that his trip to this world is worthwhile.
Return to the Fu family.
Jin Chaochao arranged Bo Ling to live in the courtyard where Ou Zilin lived.
Ou Zilin didn't like to be disturbed before, but now he welcomes Bo Ling to join him.
That night, Bo Ling had a good sleep.
This was the most sound sleep he had ever had in his life.
I feel relaxed, without any obsessions, and I feel refreshed when I wake up the next day.
At the dinner table the next morning, Jin Chaochao introduced Bo Ling to everyone.
Si Mingye was quite familiar with him, and he did not forget to introduce him, "He can appraise antiques. I won the reward at the Zhang family's appreciation meeting last time because of him."
"Then when we have free time in the future, we can go to the antique market to find bargains?" Jiang Li's eyes were shining with gold.
Feng Su attacked her without hesitation, "Bo Ling took advantage of the situation. There is no benefit in bringing you along."
Jiang Li immediately protested, "How can there be no benefit in taking me with you? I have the capital, let's resell together and share the profits when the time comes."
When Bo Ling was at the Bo family, he never sat at the table for meals.
I have never seen more than a dozen people sitting at one table, and the atmosphere was so lively.
He was being watched by everyone and felt very nervous, but he still followed Jiang Li's words and said, "If you believe me, we can try outside."
In the past, he was watched by Bo Ji, and any good things he saw would be snatched away.
In Bo Ji's words, "You eat from our family, use our money, and it's your duty to work for me. If you want to divide the money for yourself, you are selfish. You want to rebel, you parasite!"
Therefore, he never thought about reselling things and saving money to live on his own.
After all, he has been accustomed to being exploited since he was a child.
Jiang Li said happily: "It just so happens that I am off today. If you are free, let's go to the nearest antique market."
Jin Chaochao is very happy that everyone can get along well.
Had breakfast.
Jiang Li wants to take Bo Ling out.
Bo Ling asked shyly, "Can you wait for me?"
Jiang Li nodded, "Okay!"
Bo Ling turned and walked in front of Jin Chaochao, and asked cautiously, "Can we talk?"
Jin Chaochao had been waiting for this moment for a long time. "Let's go and talk in the garden."
Under the peach tree in the garden, there is a stone table with four stools.
Jin Chaochao sat down on the stone bench, looked at Bo Ling and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
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