Looking at Mao Quan, the old man's expression became extremely strange.

He thought of many possibilities, but he didn't think of this one.

It’s not a doubt. Mao Quan’s appearance is exactly the same as when he was young. He said that he had special plastic surgery for revenge. Who believes it?

Thinking in my heart, the old man suddenly slashed at Mao Quan, and the machete flashed sharply from Mao Quan...

Mao Quan: "..."

Chen Hao: “…”

He calmly put away the machete, and the old man said, "It's a real ghost, come into the house and talk."

Chen Hao:...

Mao Quan:...

Rooster:……

Black Cat:...

Xiong Lili:...

Middle-aged women:...

Fifteen Little Devil: What's the situation?

When he entered the room, the old man looked at Chen Hao: "Can you let Liwa's mother see Quanzi?"

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Of course, but uncle, why don't you look surprised at all?"

The old man glanced at Chen Hao: "What? When my old man in the mountains has no knowledge, I have never seen demons or something, but this is not the first time that the old ghost has seen him, so what's so rare."

Chen Hao: “…”

Uncle, you are awesome.

A brief opening eye blessing on the middle-aged woman, allowing her to see Mao Quan.

Just one glance, the middle-aged woman's eyes turned red, tears flowed, and her excited lips trembled.

"Mom, my son is unfilial, I'm here to see you." Mao Quan couldn't help but cry and knelt down.

Seeing a scene of deep love between mother and son, Chen Hao has seen it too much and can calm down.

Xiong Lili was already crying, covering her mouth with her hands, so moved that she was so moved.

Even fifteen ghost kids have complex eyes and seem to be envious.

"Master, can you come out to talk for a few words?" the old man sighed and said to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao glanced at the old man's machete and hurriedly said, "Of course."

When he walked out the door, the old man looked at the dazzling starry sky and sighed: "I didn't agree with Gou Danzi's bad temper, exactly like his father, he went out to suffer losses. Sure enough, he died outside. Unexpectedly, even Gou Danzi's children followed in the footsteps, and I don't know what he would think if he knew about Gou Danzi's knowledge."

Chen Hao just smiled but said nothing.

Uncle, you're off the hook, it has nothing to do with me.

He looked at Chen Hao again, and the old man said, "Young man is not bad. He has entered the Tao at a young age and has a promising future."

Chen Hao said in surprise: "The uncle also knows the Taoist sect?"

The old man smiled and said, "What do you don't know? In the past, there was a Taoist tradition in our mountain. Unfortunately, the old Taoist priest died decades ago."

Chen Hao suddenly realized and sighed.

The Taoist sect is withering.

"By the way, I'm sorry for what happened just now. I used a knife and a gun before I asked clearly. Didn't it scare you?" the old man said again.

Even ghosts are scared by you.

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Why, the uncle is right. It's normal for a stranger to come suddenly in the middle of the night. "

The old man said, "It's fine, but it's all impolite. Let's do it. I'll hold a banquet tomorrow and apologize to you."

"This, there is no need for this." Chen Hao hurriedly refused.

The old man said seriously: "It is necessary, although we live in the mountains, we are not rude barbarians. If we are wrong, we are wrong, let alone make mistakes with our benefactor. That's it."

Chen Hao was about to speak again when suddenly a quarrel came from inside the house.

"No, I can't agree to this."

It’s Mao Quan’s mother’s opinion when he listens to the sound.

Chen Hao and the old man looked at each other in surprise, and then hurried into the house.

Sure enough, the two who had a deep love between mother and son were now staring at each other.

"Mom, you must listen to me in this matter. You can't delay your brother." Mao Quan stubbornly raised his neck and looked stubborn.

The middle-aged woman glared: "Why do you want me to listen to you? You can't even control yourself. What qualifications do you have to care about your brother?"

"Because I am my brother, and the village is too poor and I can't keep up with my education. How can my brother live in the future? Do you want him to go out to move bricks?" Mao Quan retorted.

The middle-aged woman snorted coldly: "Even if you move bricks, it is better than you are chaotic outside, at least you can't die."

Mao Quan: "..."

Seeing this scene, Chen Hao looked speechless.

Damn, should I blame myself for talking too much? I have to say something more stingy when I come here, okay, this kid really learns and sells it right away, and just uses it. You want to make trouble.

"What? Do you dislike the poor hometown?" At this time, the old man also spoke and subconsciously picked up the machete placed on the table.

Mao Quan shrank his neck, then remembered that he was a ghost, and was afraid of yarn, so he immediately retorted: "Grandpa Six, it's not that I dislike you. Tell yourself, is it better to live in the mountain than outside? My brother studied very hard, he..."

"He, what's his mother? You dislike the bad things in the mountains. Why are you doing when you come back? Believe it or not, I will remove you from the genealogy. From now on, our Mao family will not have you as a descendant, and you will have no shame to meet your ancestors if you go down." Grandpa Six glared.

Mao Quan opened his mouth speechless.

Grandpa Sixth again said to the middle-aged woman who felt something was wrong, "Don't listen to this naughty child. I'm still careless. We have food and accommodation in Mao Lao Village, and can also study and practice martial arts. We must not worry about anything in the future."

The middle-aged woman had no time to think about it and hurriedly said, "I'll listen to Uncle Six."

Mao Quan was stunned. I was saying good things and what I thought was correct. Why can no one understand?

He quickly looked at Chen Hao, and Mao Quan asked for help on his face.

Chen Hao said with a dark face: "Mao Quan, I brought you back to meet you and your mother, not to let you come back to quarrel. Why? You don't want to be reincarnated, you want to be a lonely ghost?"

"No, Master, please..."

"What's the first thing first? You're dead, why are you worried? Your sixth grandfather is right. He can't even control himself well. What qualifications are there to manage others? Mao Quan, think carefully. If your mother can raise you and your brother, it means that she can educate the child well and have her own considerations. If you say so now, if something really happens outside, who can I ask for help? Are you?" Chen Hao retorted strongly.

Mao Quan was stunned.

It seems to be right, but I am still not fully considering it, I am worried about it.

And to be honest, the people in this hometown are really good.

After looking at his mother, Mao Quan finally stopped arguing about this issue and said with a bitter face: "Then, let's listen to my mother."

When the middle-aged woman saw her son surrender, she also smiled: "Quanzi, don't worry, as long as your brother is willing to study, I will sell it to him at that time."

"Well, then I'm leaving. Mom, take care of yourself and don't let your brother learn from me."

As Mao Quan's words fell, Chen Hao's relaxation sounded.
Chapter completed!