Chen Leqing was stunned, sitting there and not daring to move. He looked at the grandmother who came out of thin air in front of him, and didn't know what to do.
"Mr. Chen, this is your grandmother, your father's biological mother. I was entrusted by it, so I found the old house of Chen. Don't look at the young Dharma body now, because your father died for some reason, so he maintained his appearance before his death. There is no doubt that it is your grandmother."
Hearing this, Chen Leqing's body moved slightly, stood up from the chair tremblingly, and reached out to grab Aunt Feng's hand.
But Aunt Feng was just a spiritual body. When Chen Yueqing grabbed its hand, she immediately passed through its body.
Chen Leqing naturally didn't understand the reason and looked at Ge Yu stupidly.
"It is now a ghost, humans and ghosts have different paths. Ghosts have no bodies. It would be great if you can see it." Ge Yu saw his doubts and explained.
At that moment, Chen Leqing threw away the crutch in his hand, knelt down tremblingly, and burst into tears and shouted "Grandma".
Aunt Feng was also crying, only hearing the crying sounds, and not seeing tears. She wanted to reach out to touch her own grandson, but her hand could only pass through him and could not catch anyone.
Humans and ghosts have different paths, and they are like strangers.
The two stood opposite each other and cried for a while. After a while, Ge Yu comforted Chen Leqing and said, "Mr. Chen, tell your grandma if you have anything to say. Aunt Feng is a ghost now and should not be with you for a long time. The yin energy enters her body. It is not a joke. You are already so old."
Aunt Feng naturally knew that her yin energy was very heavy and she could not harm her own grandson, so she said, "My good grandson, when did your father leave?"
"I have been walking for more than 40 years... I was beaten to death that time and felt very stressed. I was unfilial after lying in bed for a few years and died of depression. I was unfilial. Under that situation at that time, I couldn't do anything at all. I also suffered a lot of crimes with my grandson..." Chen Leqing cried.
"Does the tablets outside have photos of your father?" Aunt Feng said excitedly.
"Some... I'll take you to see..." As he said that, Chen Leqing climbed up from the ground tremblingly, picked up the crutch, and took Aunt Feng toward the living room.
There is a large incense table in the middle of the living room, and the incense table are placed on it.
There are two not very clear black and white photos in the middle, one man and the other, 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 and Aunt Feng's biological son.
"Grandma...he is my father, and the name my grandfather gave him was Chen Junxian." Chen Leqing said.
Aunt Feng looked at the photo of the man, so excited that she couldn't hold on to herself, and tears rolled down her face.
For more than a hundred years, the situation has changed and the times have changed. The reason why Aunt Feng made such a great cruelty at the beginning was that she had lost her soul through such painful methods, six holes, three swords, and weights... ended her life, not because she suffered too much torture, nor because the Grandmaster was cruel to her, but because her son, who was not yet full moon, was thrown into a mass grave by the Grandmaster and fed a wild dog. From then on, all her thoughts were destroyed and her heart was ashamed. Therefore, she decided to turn into a top-notch ghost, seek justice for her son, and at the same time, killing hundreds of people in the Grandmaster's Mansion, turning the Western Building into a terrifying existence.
This is the heart disease that Aunt Feng has kept in her heart for more than a hundred years. All the hatred and all the resentment arise because of her son. Today, she finally transcended her, and she finally saw her son.
But it did not see its alive son, it was just a photo.
For a moment, my sorrow was full of thoughts, and Aunt Feng was so excited that she couldn't help herself. Her heart was filled with guilt and self-blame. When she was so young, as a mother, she did not take good care of her son, did not train him to grow up little by little, did not teach him to babble, and did not watch him stagger, and missed too many...
"My son..." Aunt Feng burst into tears as she looked at her son's portrait, and Chen Leqing also wiped her tears aside.
Even Ge Yu, who was standing aside, was deeply touched.
The mother-son relationship is the most sincere feeling in this world, especially the mother's love for her son, which cannot be transcended by any emotion.
Ge Yu felt sorry for his heart, but his expression was as calm as water.
Where are their parents? Is it true that both parents die as the master said? If they are still alive, do they still remember having a son like themselves, if they are still alive... Where should they live... If they are still alive, can they find them? Ask them, why they abandoned themselves, and there are still some unspeakable difficulties.
The moment he turned around, Ge Yu's shoulders swayed slightly, and a hot tear rolled down.
Part of the reason why Ge Yu helped Aunt Feng find its biological son was because of her own. Aunt Feng also carries a lot of qi yi in Ge Yu's heart.
Aunt Feng looked at the portrait of her son and cried, muttering to the photo, saying what she wanted to say to him for more than a hundred years.
Seeing this, Ge Yu patted Chen Leqing on the shoulder and signaled that he could leave with him.
Chen Yueqing had just recognized this grandma and was still a little reluctant to leave, but under Ge Yu's firm gaze, he left the house with Ge Yu.
After all, humans and ghosts have different paths. Staying with ghosts for a long time will cause great harm to Mr. Chen, but Ge Yu is different. He is a Taoist priest himself, with a heavy yang energy on his body, and there is no problem with dealing with ghosts all year round.
Ge Yu helped Chen Leqing out of the house. Mr. Chen could not suppress his excitement yet. While walking forward, he secretly wiped his tears.
Chen Zeshan quickly came up to meet him. Seeing the old man being so sad, he quickly said with concern: "Grandpa... why are you crying? What happened?"
Chen Leqing waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay... I'm old and when I encounter some things, I always can't control myself."
Chapter completed!