Chen Yueqing was stunned. He sat there without daring to move. Looking at the grandma who appeared out of thin air in front of him, he didn't know what to do.

"Mr. Chen, this is your grandma, your father's biological mother. I was entrusted by her, so I found the Chen family's old house. Don't look at the young Dharmakaya now, because your father was born not long ago.

She passed away for some reason, so she kept her appearance as before her death. There is no doubt that she is your grandma."

After hearing this, Chen Yueqing moved slightly, stood up from the chair tremblingly, and reached out to grab Aunt Feng's hand.

But Aunt Feng was just a spirit body. When Chen Yueqing grabbed its hand, she passed through its body in one go.

Chen Yueqing naturally didn't know the reason and looked at Ge Yu stupidly.

"It is a ghost now. Humans and ghosts have different paths. Ghosts have no body. It's good if you can see it." Ge Yu saw his doubts and explained.

At that moment, Chen Yueqing dropped the crutch in his hand, knelt down tremblingly, burst into tears, and called out "grandma."

Aunt Feng was also crying so hard that she only heard cries but no tears. She wanted to reach out and touch her grandson, but her hands could only pass through his body and she couldn't catch him at all.

Humans and ghosts take different paths and become strangers.

The two stood facing each other and cried together. After a while, Ge Yu comforted Chen Yueqing and said: "Mr. Chen, if you have anything to say, please tell your grandma quickly. Aunt Feng is a ghost now and it is not appropriate to stay with you for a long time.

When we get along, Yin Qi entering the body is no joke, you are already so old."

Aunt Feng naturally knew that her own yin energy was very strong and she could not harm her own grandson, so she said: "My good grandson, when did your father leave?"

"I have been gone for more than 40 years... I was treated as the son of a landlord and a capitalist. I was dragged out to criticize and paraded in public. I was beaten half to death. I was also very stressed. I lay in bed for several years, depressed and depressed.

In the end, it was me who was unfilial. Under that kind of environment, I couldn't do anything at all. My grandson and I also suffered a lot, and I was also labeled as a lackey of capitalists..." Chen Yueqing cried.

"Do those tablets outside have pictures of your father?" Aunt Feng said excitedly.

"There are some... I'll take you to see..." With that, Chen Yueqing climbed up from the ground tremblingly, picked up the walking stick, and walked towards the living room with Aunt Feng.

There is a large incense table in the middle of the living room. All the ancestors of the Chen family are placed on the incense table.

There are two unclear black and white photos in the middle, one of a man and one of a woman, both in their fifties and sixties.

These two people should be Chen Yueqing's parents.

The photo of the man next to him should be Chen Yueqing's father, Aunt Feng's biological son.

"Grandma...he is my father. My grandfather named him Chen Junxian." Chen Yueqing said.

Aunt Feng looked at the man's photo, she was so excited that she couldn't control herself, and tears rolled down her face.

It has been more than a hundred years, and things have changed. The reason why Aunt Feng was so cruel and ended her life in such a painful way, with six holes and three cuts, and the weighing weight dropped her soul... was not because of what she had suffered.

Too much torture was not because the commander was cruel to him, but because his son, who was not yet one month old, was ordered by the commander to be thrown into a mass grave and fed to wild dogs. From then on, all thoughts were lost and his heart was as gray as death.

That's why he decided to transform into a top-notch ghost to seek justice for his son and himself. He killed hundreds of people in the entire Marshal's mansion and turned the western-style building into a terrifying existence.

This is Aunt Feng's heart disease for more than a hundred years. All the hatred and resentment are all because of her son. Today she is finally able to transcend, and she finally sees her own son.

But it didn't see its living son, just a photo.

For a time, she was filled with sorrow and thoughts. Aunt Feng was so excited that she could not control herself. Her heart was full of guilt and self-blame. When she was so young, as a mother, she failed to take good care of her son and failed to cultivate him bit by bit.

When he was a little older, he didn’t teach him how to bab, nor did he watch him stagger around. He missed too much...

"My son..." Aunt Feng burst into tears looking at her son's portrait, and Chen Yueqing also wiped her tears aside.

Even Ge Yu, who was standing aside, was deeply touched.

The love between mother and child is the most sincere emotion in the world, especially the love a mother has for her son, which cannot be transcended by any emotion.

Ge Yu felt pity in his heart, but his expression was as calm as water.

Where are my parents? Is it like Master said that both of my parents died when I was born? If you are still alive, do you still remember that you have a son like you? If you are still alive... where should they live...

...If you are still alive, can you still find them and ask them why they abandoned you in the first place or whether they have any unexplainable difficulties.

The moment he turned around, Ge Yu's shoulders shook slightly, and a hot tear rolled down.

The reason why Ge Yu wanted to help Aunt Feng find her biological son was partly his own fault. Aunt Feng also had many hopes placed on Ge Yu's heart.

Aunt Feng looked at her son's portrait, cried, and started talking to herself about the photo, saying what she had wanted to say to him for more than a hundred years.

Seeing this, Ge Yu patted Chen Yueqing on the shoulder, indicating that he could leave with him.

Chen Yueqing had just recognized this grandma and was still a little reluctant to leave. However, under Ge Yu's determined gaze, he still followed Ge Yu and left the house.

After all, humans and ghosts have different paths. Staying with ghosts for a long time will do great harm to Mr. Chen. But Ge Yu is different. He is a Taoist priest himself, and his body has a lot of yang energy. He has to deal with ghosts all the year round.

There is no problem.

Ge Yu helped Chen Yueqing out of the house. Mr. Chen still couldn't restrain his excitement and secretly wiped his tears as he walked forward.

Chen Zeshan came over quickly. Seeing that the old man was so sad, she quickly asked with concern: "Grandpa... why are you crying? What happened?"

Chen Yueqing waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's okay... As I get older, I always can't control myself when encountering some things."
Chapter completed!