The conversation came from outside the house.

"Why are you all here?"

"It's the winter solstice, I'll come and have a look."

“Luckily, the house has not been sold before.”

“What to do if you sell it?”

"I've thought about selling it before."

"He might not have sold it before..."

"Who is he? Sister, you are called having fantasies. Give up early."

"I told you before, just pretend that I don't have this younger brother."

The three people talking outside suddenly became silent.

After two seconds, only a male voice heard: "How about the aunt you hired? Are you taking good care of?"

"A aunt is not enough, right? Otherwise, please invite another one and two people will come in exchange."

"It's better to find a sanatorium and send someone in. I've inquired about it. He can send him a sanatorium in this case..."

"I said, this house has been sold, and I'll send me to the sanatorium."

"Oh, that's right. Anyway, the house was left by grandparents. They knew that my younger brother had become like this, and they were willing to take out the coffin."

"It's just that they felt so distressed before, they felt sorry for everything..."

As he said this, the three of them finally walked to the bedroom door.

The three middle-aged people did not look at the bedroom, but just passed by the front of the bedroom and went to the living room.

All three of them were calm and their tone of speaking before was also calm.

Jiang Longchang and Sister Cui looked at the three figures and did not go out. The expressions on their faces were the same.

What Li Yun felt was the peace of the deceased.

For a moment, Li Yun's heart was also immersed in this peace.

The soul seemed to be descent and was about to sink into a deep pool, but it was not afraid or cold.

A thought popped up in Li Yun's mind.

This kind of peace may be the real death.

It is not like becoming a ghost, living in the world, or living in Fengdu, nor is it like being confused, full of hostility and tyranny, constantly destroying and killing.

This thought flashed away.

Uncle Li's call on his phone made him come back to his senses.

He and Jiang Longchang were in a relationship, and Jiang Longchang thought of Uncle Li at the same time.

Jiang Longchang turned around and looked at Sister Cui lying on the bed, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you stay in Fengdu? Lao Long and his wife talked about you before."

Sister Cui was in a daze and sat up from the bed, "I don't know either. I just wanted to come back suddenly, and then I came back. I was a little worried about you... Is something wrong with Xiaohao?"

Jiang Longchang didn't intend to hide it, but he didn't know how to speak at first. When Sister Cui asked, he fucked and told him everything.

Sister Cui listened silently, listening to Jiang Longchang telling about her younger son with one ear, and listening to the movements of the other three children outside.

Three people outside were preparing to clean up the house.

Jiang Longchang went suddenly, and Jiang Hao's affairs were even more sudden. Jiang Fang and his brother had not handled the inheritance left by Jiang Longchang at all. Jiang Longchang didn't have much inheritance. Without Jiang Hao, it would be more convenient for them to deal with it.

However, in the process, they had a more intuitive and profound feeling: Jiang Longchang had passed away and they had no father again.

Jiang Fang stopped rummaging through the boxes and cabinets.

"Sister, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No. I just thought of dad all of a sudden..."

"These old photos are still there. Let's make one point for three." Jiang Fang's younger brother held the photo frame in his hand.

"I remember there are several albums."

They said, and finally arrived at the bedroom.

Jiang Longchang happened to finish talking about Jiang Hao's affairs.

"This is when grandparents are still here, they are on their 60th birthday, right?"

"It's so early. Look, Kang Kang is so young."

"This is the time for my dad to celebrate his 60th birthday."

"There is also a picture of you joining the army."

Jiang Longchang and Sister Cui watched silently behind them.

Sorrow and nostalgia linger in their hearts.

Li Yun also watched this scene and heard Uncle Li's sigh on the other end of his phone.

Li Yun raised his cell phone, "Uncle Li..."

"Hey, I'm fine. It's fine if Lao Long is fine."

"He is fine. He and his wife are both in their hometown. Their three children are also here, looking through old photos of the past." Li Yun said as he walked into the bedroom.

This is not the bedroom in Jiang Longchang’s hometown, but his bedroom.

After he died, no one took care of his funeral. The house naturally retained the way he was when he left. It was just that there was more dust in the house and less popularity, as if it was covered with a layer of shadow. After he returned home, he received a call from Uncle Li before he had time to clean up.

Li Yun shrugged his shoulders, clamped his cell phone, opened the cabinet door with both hands, and pulled out the drawer inside. Instead of taking out the photo album in the drawer immediately, he wiped off the dust stuck on his hands first.

Uncle Li didn't know what happened there, so he just muttered: "It's good that Lao Long is fine, it's good that he's fine."

He was really scared by Jiang Longchang, and he didn't expect Jiang Hao's affairs to be so serious. Just like when he heard that Jiang Hao was in a coma, he was also surprised.

Everyone knows that Jiang Hao is a rogue and causes trouble all day long, but as a person I know, he would never think that he would end like this one day.

Uncle Li recalled the rushing experience of the day for a while and exhaled, "It's fine if he's fine. Have you arrived home?"

"Well. I'm already at home." Li Yun took out the photo album.

"You haven't been discovered, are you? How's your home?"

"No. There are no people in the community now. If they are photographed by surveillance, there is nothing we can do." Li Yun smiled, "The house is pretty good, but there is a lot of dust. I will clean it up later."

"Yeah. Then you're busy. Don't worry about surveillance. No one is watching this kind of community surveillance. The community security guard doesn't know you either." Uncle Li said, and asked for a second, "The community security guards don't know anyone."

"I don't know me." Li Yun disagreed.

He has such a personality, let alone good friends or good buddies, and no ordinary friends. For example, a community security guard who meets every day will not have any relationship with the other party.

Shuben Li was about to hang up the phone, but when he heard Li Yun's words, he stopped moving again and asked hesitantly: "Don't you worry, right?"

"Hmm?" Li Yun had already opened the album and saw the group photos taken by his parents when they were traveling.

"You are alone at home...you..." Uncle Li stopped talking.

After he died, he only went home once. Before he could stay at home for a long time, he followed the woman named Li Yun. What happened next made him dizzy. When he contacted Aunt Li again and reunited with Aunt Li, he had no chance to see the things and miss him. This time, he just returned home and did not return home. He booked a hotel near his home to meet Aunt Li.

The appearance of home did not fade away in his memory, but was only deposited into the depths of his memory and was not recalled.

At this time, Uncle Li recalled the home and the longing he had before his lifetime.

But he was always accompanied by Aunt Li, and even his son Li Qinghui knew about his situation now.

He is not lonely.

What are other ghosts like?

Jiang Longchang has Sister Cui next to him and three children in front of him.

There was no one around Li Yun.

Uncle Li became worried.

If something happened to him, he could ask Li Yun for help. What could he help Li Yun?

"I'm fine. My parents have passed away for a year. I've been dead for a long time now. Uncle Li, don't worry." Li Yun said with a smile.

He was not sad in his voice.

In order to reassure Uncle Li, Li Yun even gently connected Uncle Li with his emotions.

Uncle Li didn't know what Li Yun did, but subconsciously felt relieved.

"That's good."

"You can contact Mr. Jiang later. He should want to stay with his family now." Li Yun said.

Uncle Li agreed.

The phone hangs up.

Li Yun put down his cell phone, moved his fingers slightly, and turned the album one page.
To be continued...