not a monster

Chapter 11
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several people at this table changed, and everyone's expressions were wonderful.

"Smile!"

Her mother pulled her arm, and the middle-aged woman elongated her face.

Little Sister Tuo also knew that her mother was angry and pouted.

Unreasonably and imperceptibly, Feng approached Wang Xilou on the side.

Ashamed to say, he is afraid of ghosts.

Wang Xilou looked down at the little guy, grinned, and rubbed his head.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to deal with this, didn't the boss of the Liu family tell you?"

"God babbling, my dad is really, no matter how you can believe it."

The eldest son frowned, didn't name his name, just shouted in a low voice, but the low voice was only in a form, and everyone in the seat could hear it.

The middle-aged woman who had just reprimanded her youngest daughter frowned and said to him again. The son gave her a blank look, with a dissatisfied expression on her face, while his mother felt exhausted. She was a very weak woman.

The middle-aged woman looked at Wang Xilou apologetically, but Wang Xilou just smiled and didn't mind at all.

He glanced around at the few people in the seat.

The middle-aged woman looked apologetic, the old lady's daughter and son-in-law smiled embarrassingly, the grandson put on his headphones and his face was full of impatience, the little granddaughter innocently asked which kindergarten Feng Wurea went to, and the old lady Liu family looked at the scene with kindness. all.

Feng Wuli didn't know what kindergarten, so he looked up at the old woman next to him suspiciously:
"Grandma, won't you sit?"

Everyone present except Wang Xilou was shocked again.

Aware of everyone's reaction, Feng Wuli immediately realized something, and after a moment of stagnation, moved his butt to Wang Xilou's side.

"Don't be afraid, she has lost her intelligence and is about to disperse into a true spirit, and she doesn't even have the ability to respond to the outside world."

Wang Xilou placed his palm on his head.

Only then did he realize that the old grandmother was ignoring him, still smiling faintly.

"Enough, still pretending to be a ghost, big liar and little liar!"

The eldest grandson was shocked and angry, and his voice became louder, and everyone around the table looked over, and his mother pulled him to sit down.

"What are you talking about?"

The middle-aged man who was busy entertaining guests came back.

He looked at everyone suspiciously, and the atmosphere was a little depressed after sitting down.

The little girl from the Liu family approached Feng Wuli and asked in a low voice, "Brother, have you seen my grandma?"

They were whispering, and the adults didn't pay attention. Feng Wuli looked up at the old woman and nodded.

"Really? Why doesn't grandma let Xiaoxiao see it? What kind of clothes does grandma wear?"

Feng Wuli described the old grandmother. The little sister's eyes became brighter and brighter. When she asked about some details, Feng Wuli could answer after a glance.

On the table, Wang Xilou was talking with the boss of the Liu family.

"Boss Wang, are there any taboos or things you want to eat?"

"Is there fried pork with dragon fruit?"

"...I'll ask you later."

After the middle-aged man came back, Mrs. Liu's eldest grandson didn't say much.

It was the old lady's daughter and son-in-law, his sister and brother-in-law, who occasionally said a few words.

"Brother, there are more than [-] yuan in my mother's bankbook, right?" The daughter said in a casual tone.

"Hey, that's right, Awen's business has been difficult recently, right? You can take it."

The man seemed to be an honest man, Awen was the name of his son-in-law, and the son-in-law didn't say a word, but shoved the rice into his mouth.

"That's not what I meant." The daughter glared at him angrily, but her eyes were smiling.

"By the way, it seems that the old house is going to be demolished. I heard that my cousin and the others signed it." It was still inadvertently proposed.

"Aunt, is this endless?" The eldest grandson was violent.

"Xiaoqing!"

It was about to quarrel.

Wang Xilou just eats food silently.

She didn't intend to be involved in the division of other people's property. She glanced at the little apprentice who was flirting with the girl, and the old face was relieved.

At this moment, the little girl suddenly cried.

howling.

Feng Wuli was in a hurry to comfort her, but he could only be in a hurry.

"Huh, it's okay to bully the little girl." Wang Xilou was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

"I, no, I don't have one. Hey, don't cry." Feng Wuli couldn't understand.

"I, I miss Grandma."

The crowd was silent.

Several adults showed helplessness, and the violent brother got up and walked over.

He gently picked up his sister, who was like a small bag, leaning over his brother's chest and crying.

This cry is because of the departure of the deceased.

This cry was hoarse and continuous, as if all the voices were suppressed, and only the little granddaughter was left to whimper regardless.

Feng Wuli felt that this was like a scene when a person leaves and what happens behind him.

Wang Xilou said beside him: "A man just came into the world, and started his life by crying in the delivery room. When a man wants to leave this world, it ends after listening to the choking and crying of the people around the bed."

This table is the wealth that Mrs. Liu has guarded for half her life.

The little granddaughter who was crying, the brother who patted his sister's back and comforted in a soft voice, the mother who smiled helplessly, the father who was silently eating vegetables, and the aunt and uncle who were a little annoyed that the demolition funds had not had a chance to speak because of the crying.

The old lady of the Liu family, who had been unresponsive all the time, actually moved a bit and said:
"Don't cry, don't cry..."

They couldn't hear her, and all her comforts were in vain, but the vain was still repeated sentence by sentence until it completely dissipated.

Feng Wuli was completely an outsider, as if he had stripped this space infinitely, leaving only this corner and this table of people in the world.

A paper silhouette of life.

Feng Wuli silently watched this scene.

"Don't cry, don't cry..."

The old lady Liu dissipated completely.

Probably just because she was worried about her family, she gave this last look like this.

Although I don't know if she was relieved when she left.

Probably not.

After working hard for most of my life, how can I be relieved?

Wang Xilou served Feng Wuli with vegetables, his chopsticks were on his lips, and his thin rosy lips were a little shiny. Seeing his little apprentice look over, he smiled at him.

"Sit over there, it's not too hot next to Master."

Just because of some fear, I leaned over. Wang Xilou is a zombie, and his body is cool. In summer, it is like an ice cube, and it is comfortable next to it.

He whispered to Wang Xilou, "The old lady is gone."

"Well, I saw it, and it probably disintegrated into a real spirit."

"So we don't have to do anything to get the money?"

"Wait a minute to go to their house to do the practice, it looks like a real thing, and then tell them to get rid of the filth, master is familiar with this, and I used to do it for people when I didn't have money before, shouting for souls, watching feng shui fortune-telling, etc. of."

Feng nodded unreasonably, eating at ease, looking forward to seeing what Wang Xilou does.

The little girl was still crying and fussing.

In the past, when she made trouble, her grandmother would come to coax her, but now she won't come again.

Not anymore.

Just then, someone's cell phone rang.

"Sell my love and force me to leave
When I finally knew the truth, my tears fell
Betray my love, you have a debt of conscience

No matter how much affection you give, you won't be able to buy it back..."

Country heavy metal ringtones drown out the noise.

The middle-aged man took out his mobile phone, his hands and feet were stiff, and the caller ID was displayed on the screen.

--mom
"In the beginning, it was you who wanted to separate, and when you separated, you separated.
Now I'm coaxing me back with true love. "

When the song reached its climax, the middle-aged man bravely answered the phone. After a long beep, the same voice as Mrs. Liu just now came from the phone.

"NanNan don't cry..."

(End of this chapter)