Section 90, Ghost Mother and Son

"Stop the car." The senior ghost gossip suddenly said.

I looked around and looked for a roadside stop.

"Senior, what's wrong?" I asked.

"The other side of the road is the local D University, which is the place where talents gather. Do you know?" The ghost gossip suddenly asked me.

I laughed and said, "Can I not know this? This is my alma mater."

"Oh?" Guigua looked at me and suddenly smiled and said, "I didn't expect it."

I laughed and said, "I didn't expect that I would graduate from such a famous university. I didn't expect to join such an industry.

The ghost looked at me and said with a smile, "Yes, our circle is actually a profession. So, how long have you been here?"

I said, "After three years of admission to graduation, I have been struggling in this society for more than a year."

The ghost said, "Well, that's a little short. Let me tell you a story. Would you like to hear it in your school?

I think such a master will never be aimless. Since he wants to tell a story, he must have a deep meaning, so he said, "Senior, come and listen to me. I am very curious about everything. Otherwise, we won't rush into our circle.

"Okay, the old man will nag and tell you this story." The ghost gossip closed his eyes and leaned against the co-driver's seat.

That was about 20 years ago, when college students were expensive. It happened to be the eighth year I came to this city, and I can't forget that mother's eyes in my life.

There is a boy who died not long after his father was born. Leaving a pair of orphans and widows, the mother was also great, because the child did not remarry again and pulled the boy with painstaking efforts.

And this boy also gave his mother a long face. From primary school to high school, he was always a top student until he was admitted to this university.

His mother has severe rheumatic leg disease, which is very inconvenient to walk. The child said that he couldn't go to college and had to go out to work to support his family. He was slapped into the school by his mother.

In that era, schools had to collect food from the canteen every month. Think about it, how can a woman who even struggle to walk have extra money to pay for the so-called food?

However, the mother did not tell his son, but told her son very seriously: If you study hard, your mother can solve the things in life.

When it comes to delivering grain every month, the mother will carry a bag of rice to the canteen. The first time she went to give it to the master of the kitchen, the master opened the grain bag and saw the grain inside, and was very angry. Why? Because the food in it is not one kind, but many kinds of food mixed together. The master said, "You parents always like to take advantage of something. Look, there are early rice, medium rice, late rice, and fine rice, which simply treats our canteen as a miscellaneous rice bucket. The mother blushed and said she was sorry. Seeing this, the master didn't say anything about receiving the grain.

My mother took out a small cloth bag and said, "Master, this is 5 yuan. Please transfer my son's living expenses this month." The master took it over and shook it. The coins inside were dim. He joked, "What, are you selling tea eggs on the street?" My mother's face turned red again, thanked me, and limped away.

The mother walked into the canteen with a bag of rice on her back. The master opened the bag and looked at the rice as usual, and his eyebrows were locked, and it was still mixed rice. He wondered if he didn't explain it to his mother last time, so he said to her word by word, "No matter what kind of rice, we will take it." However, the varieties should be separated and must not be mixed together, otherwise it can't be cooked, and the cooked rice is also raw. If it's still like this next time, I won't accept it."

The mother asked with some panic, "Master, my rice is all like this. What should I do?" The master couldn't laugh or cry, and asked, "Can you grow a hundred kinds of rice per mu of your field?" That's so funny." After being robbed by this, her mother did not dare to say anything, and the master no longer paid attention to her.

In the third month, the mother came again. When the master looked at the rice, he was furious and scolded in an almost irrational tone: "Hey, I said, why are you stubborn? Why is it still mixed-colored rice? You, how did you recite it today, or how did you carry it back!"

My mother seemed to have expected it for a long time. She bent her knees and knelt in front of the master. Two lines of hot tears gushed out along the sunken eyes: "Master, let me tell you the truth. This rice is my begging... begging!" The master was shocked, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

My mother sat on the ground, rolled up her trouser legs, revealing a pair of stiff and deformed legs, swollen into a shuttle shape... My mother wiped a handful of tears and said, "I have advanced rheumatism, and it's even difficult to walk, let alone farming. My son is sensible. He wants to drop out of school to help me. I slapped him to school..."

She explained to the master that she had been hiding it from the villagers, and she was even more afraid that she would know that she would hurt his self-esteem. Every day at dawn, she carried an empty rice bag and a stick to beg in the countryside around City D. She gathered the rice and sent it to school at the beginning of the month...

Ghost Gua said here, paused, opened his eyes and looked at me, and asked, "What do you think of this story?"

I nodded and smiled, "I've heard this story, and it's very touching."

The ghost said, "Yes, it's a very touching story. Mother's love is greater than heaven! However, the story is not over.

I frowned and asked, "Is there anything else behind?"

Ghost gossip nodded and said, "Later, that mother passed away. He died in his son's dormitory.

I said oh, but I still don't understand the intention of the ghost gossip.

Guigua continued, "Her son will stay in this school to teach. And I know this story, which was told to me by his mother.

I was stunned and said, "His mother told you in person?" No, according to the ghost gossip, the mother should be dead, so the one who can tell the ghost gossip should be... the mother's ghost.

That is to say, the mother did not go to reincarnation? Instead, choose to stay in the world?

Thinking of this, I frowned and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"I persuaded his mother to be reincarnated." The ghost gossip said to me.

"Persuasion?? Persuading the ghost to be reincarnated?" I said in consteration, "This is impossible. This is an old ghost for more than 20 years. How deep the obsession is in my heart is that I can't reason at all. Does her son know? I think I should know. Is that right?"

Ghost gossip nodded and said, "Yes, their mother and son don't want to separate."

I frowned and said, "The 20-year-old ghost has been following this person, so this person should have bad luck and live a long life. Let me think about it. If there is such a person in the school for three years, I should know who it is.

I closed my eyes and thought about which teacher was so unlucky when I was in school.

All of a sudden, the inspiration flashed, and I thought of a person!

If there is such a person in the school, then it can only be him.

I smiled bitterly and said, "Ghost gossip, this is a hard bone. The old man in the mathematics department is simply a strange person. He is known as one of the most unreasonable people in our school. You asked me to persuade such a person... It's really... It's really too difficult."

"It seems that you already know who it is."

I nodded and said, "That person is indeed a different person. In the past, we were always curious about what kind of stimulation he had received before he never spoke. Now I finally understand that this is the reason.

"Well, you go. He persuaded his mother to reincarnated. This is the first thing I want you to do." The ghost said calmly.

I gritted my teeth and nodded, "Okay, I'll go now."

The ghost said, "You can go. I'll go back and wait for your good news. Whatever method you use, persuade the female ghost to be reincarnated, even if you pass the first level. Hey hey, is it easy for the old man to find a descendant? I have kept this female ghost for many years. Go ahead. Come back to me when it's done. Remember, it's persuasion, not the use of means to drive it away. After saying that, the ghost pushed the door open, and Shi Shiran got out of the car and left.

Seeing the ghost gossip going far away, I smashed the steering wheel hard.

Then I thought about how to get close to that person and let him talk or listen to me!

There is another question. I need a person who is willing to be ghosted. This is to communicate directly with the old lady when there is really no way, hoping that she can take the initiative to be reincarnated.

In fact, the biggest shackle in this matter lies in that person. The love for his mother in his heart is the biggest factor in the reincarnation of the old man. At the same time, he still has regret in his heart, and these two feelings are intertwined. It made him have a strong power of faith, which bound the footsteps of the old man's reincarnation. I'm afraid this is also one of the reasons.

And I can't kill each other directly, can I? Although this method is really effective, as long as the person dies, everything will be done. Naturally, the old lady will not have the power to bind and be reincarnated.

I couldn't help but get upset. I didn't expect it to be so troublesome to learn this life-killing spell, and this is only the first level. What about the back? It seems that there are at least three levels waiting for me. The first level is so difficult. How to solve the rest?

I sat in the car, staring at the school gate, thinking about some feasible methods.

Although the senior ghost gossip did not say that he would not let me ask for help, I understand that if I ask for help, it can only be counterproductive. After all, among the people I know, they are very good at catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. It can be said that persuading people or ghosts is probably similar to me now.

In this way, I understand the intention of the senior ghost gossip.

However, what I don't understand is why learning life and killing spells requires such a test. What is the direct or indirect relationship between this kind of mind and mastering such spells makes me completely understand.

There's nothing I can do. I can only turn around and go home, because I think there may be someone who can help me answer this question. That person is my mother. In fact, what kind of person in the world can experience more about maternal love and family love between mother and children? Maybe it's the best choice to ask your mother for advice.

The intention of the ghost gossip is to let me unlock and unlock a pair of ghosts and yang separated from each other, but they are tied together because of memory, guilt and family love.

So, don't use coercion to persuade a person to give up his love for his mother. It is really difficult to force the old ghost for more than 20 years into reincarnation without Taoism.

I started the car, and with such a tangled mood, I went home and found my mother.

[The attention to eating fish] 1. Fish eyes to the leaders, called a high look; 2. The fish beam to the distinguished guests, called the mainstay; 3. The fish mouth to the friends, called the lips and teeth to rely on each other; 4. The fish tail to the subordinates, called the important task; 5. The fish fins to the younger generation, called to spread the wings and fly high; 6. The fish buttocks to the frustrated, called the blessing; 7. The fish and meat follow If you want to eat, you will be more than enough every year.