I'll look back.

The one behind was either someone else, or the boy's mother. She stood behind me and looked at me with a very strange look.

"Who are you?" the female ghost spoke.

And I was speechless when asked. Yes, who am I? I have nothing to do with them.

"I am...you still remember me, I am you..." I was trying to recall if I called a woman an aunt, then who should be her? My first reaction was that I went there.

"Nephew! Yes, nephew..." I said, and then realized that something was wrong, "No, I am your nephew's classmate, do you know me?"

The woman looked at me carefully, "I seem to have seen you, you were still young at that time."

"By the way, that's right." I said, "I saw you dead with my own eyes yesterday and felt it was a bit resentful, so let's take a look, hehe."

I am ready to be scolded. At this time, my mother usually protects her son. Even if her son is wrong, my mother will instinctively stand on her son's side. At this time, what I will receive is probably "What does it have to do with you?" or "Is it related to you?" or even "get out".

"No, you were wrong. My son protects me." She said.

This time I was surprised, where did I start?

"I guess you are unwilling to give up on the matter if you don't know the truth. Young man, do you know, my son was saving me yesterday!"

I looked back at her son, and her son looked at me in a grievance.

Then I turned around and the woman began to tell me what happened last night.

Yesterday when she burned paper, the flames suddenly rushed to her and burned her to death. She didn't know what was going on, but when she was about to die, she saw an image of a woman in her mind. The woman took advantage of the Zhongyuan Festival to create this accident with the purpose of revenge.

I didn't ask her what hatred she had with that woman, but just listened to her continuing to talk about what happened last night. It happened to be the first seventh day of the little boy. The little boy wanted to come back to see his mother, but he found that a ghost set fire to his mother, so he came to stop him, but the little boy was a new ghost and could not destroy the fire on his mother's body, and then left.

The little boy also spoke at this time: "I saw that the woman had burned her and her mother ran away. The fire couldn't be extinguished, so I wanted to chase her. When I looked up, she had already gone up the street, so I chased her on the street. As a result, I felt someone following me behind me, so I hid. I thought it was the female ghost, but it turned out to be you."

Of course you are me in his mouth.

I've become the hindrance.

The little boy continued, "Actually, I came back yesterday to apologize to my mother. I am so ignorant."

Mom walked to the boy and hugged him: "Then why did you run away?"

The boy said, "Because I'm afraid that my mother will think I'm stupid, and it's useless to even extinguish the fire."

"Silly kid, mom is wrong, mom will never say you are useless again."

From this conversation between mother and son, I learned that the boy's father was a habitual offender, always doing illegal things, and finally went to prison. The woman immediately drew a line with the man, divorced, and moved to a new place with the child. Because the woman had resentment towards her husband, she always vented on the child. No matter what the child did, as long as she couldn't do well, the woman would say that the boy had no future and could not do anything in the future. Like his father, over time, the child's heart was greatly hit and he became more and more inferior.

The boy was only ten years old, but his mother hoped that he would become a talent in the future. He was not like his father. As a result, he signed him up for various interest classes and tutoring classes. However, the boy was not interested in these things, and his favorite thing was to do the dough makers. His mother said that he was useless and ruined his "Journey to the West" and scolded him again, saying that he would have to go out to beg for food in the future. In fact, the mother was thinking about the child's success and did not deliberately stimulate him. However, the child was still young, so she really thought that she could not do anything. In extreme inferiority, she actually wrote a suicide note and committed suicide.

"Actually, it's good to die. You can see my son if you die." I saw my mother, who is already a ghost, hugged her son and cried loudly, "My son is the best. Even if he dies, he knows that he will save his mother in times of danger. His son is the best boy in the world."

The boy smiled.

I also smiled. I quietly withdrew from the communication between mother and son. Who had a grudge against the woman, why she was killed, and how the boy committed suicide. Although these attracted my curiosity, they were not important after all. What is important is that from this night, there will be a mother and son ghost who lived happily after death, at least before they were reincarnated.

After being reincarnated, you must be no mother and son. Since mother and son only have one lifetime, why don’t you cherish the opportunity in this lifetime?

If a woman is not so harsh to a boy, the boy doesn't care much about her mother's criticism.

There is no if, because they care about each other.

Because they are mother and son.
Chapter completed!