activa-t Chapter 182: Carrying private goods
Chapter 182: Carrying private goods
Mo Weiqian's eyes were filled with anxiety and his expression was lively. His pale face, coupled with the way he cried, made him look "like a pear blossom in the rain" and "even if I saw him, I felt pity for him."
He looked like he had been wronged but had no one to tell, and there was sadness in his eyes that he did not trust the residents.
The residents were stunned by the performance.
After all, he is the child they have been taking care of, which is why they did not attack Mo Weiqian at the first time.
When a person dies, all debts are cleared, not to mention that this child was born here with their help. Most of the elderly here don’t have any descendants, and in Jiasheng, the neighbors support each other.
The task of exorcising the vengeful ghost was also given by the OP, but the kid kept saying that the biggest neighborhood committee manager had harmed him. For a moment, all the elders were really confused.
But looking at Zipei's appearance, he didn't look like he had turned into an evil ghost, otherwise he wouldn't have urged Aunt Hua to bring him in in the first place.
They all saw the transformation of Zipei. Normally, this child was rather naughty and loved to hang around Aunt Hua who was also lively and talkative. Today, no one paid any attention to him when he came up, so he came up with the excuse that Aunt Hua was doing some filming. Could it be that he just wanted to inform everyone about this?
This child is a kind-hearted person. They all know that he is the one who runs to see their doctor whenever they have a headache or a fever.
People say that when a person suffers a major blow during death, he will lose some of his memory. Seeing Zipei's strange attitude at first, who only reacted after arriving at the mourning hall, they had a rough guess.
I guess the kid doesn't know what bad news has happened to him, and he just came to the usual place to help them in a daze.
Thinking of this, everyone was not so scared anymore.
He slowly put down the weapon in his hand, and for a while there was the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground.
"......"
After howling twice, Mo Weiqian collapsed on the ground and continued to sob, wiping his tears with his hands from time to time, and taking this opportunity to observe the uncles and aunts in front of him.
Their faces were filled with expressions of grief, regret, and heartache.
There is a play.
While everyone was in a good mood, Mo Weiqian continued to add fuel to the fire: "All uncles and aunts are my relatives in my heart. I came here alone, and it is you who gave me the warmth of family."
"Now that I know that I am dead, I will never come back to harm you. I know that you will still have doubts after I say this. The moment I saw my portrait just now, my memory was awakened."
"Uncle and aunt, do you really think I jumped to my death?"
"What did you say?" Aunt Hua raised her head in shock, coming out of her sad mood.
"Aren't you committing suicide?"
Aunt Hua and a group of uncles and aunts asked.
Sure enough, they did not witness Zipei's death, but they heard that the apartment's reputation has been criticized for many years. Now at the time of the copy, the apartment's reputation is at its worst, which can be seen from the depressed rental and maintenance of the facilities in the apartment.
This apartment must have very little money, no income but still requires tribute, no one would have no complaints.
He doesn't mind adding fuel to the fire if it means destroying the close relationship between the homeowner and the residents.
"Aunt, what I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can look at my body to see if there is a missing heart..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Hua's face turned visibly pale. If others couldn't see it, how could she not see it... There was an abnormal depression in the left side of Zipei's chest. When she was keeping vigil yesterday, she pressed it with her hand when she changed the child's shroud. The front of the chest was very soft, as if there was nothing inside.
But Zipei clearly fell headfirst.
"!!!"
Aunt Hua was startled at that time, as if she had thought of something, but she did not say anything. She just lowered her hands, which were shaking with fear, so as not to let anyone notice anything unusual.
Mo Weiqian knew Aunt Hua's condition at a glance, and he immediately pointed it out, "Aunt, you saw it, right? I know you always love me the most, how could you not notice anything unusual?"
"Xiaohua, is what Zipei said true?"
"Yeah, I think it's weird too. This kid is so cheerful. Even though his broadcast doesn't make money, he's still a good kid. Why would he suddenly take revenge on the apartment?"
"There must be...something must have gone wrong!"
"Oh...what should we do? We have all made sacrifices. There is obviously no problem. The host also said that it was just a formality."
"This... This is really going to kill me!!"
"And we also saw the flyers that the kid brought up just now, and they were indeed issued by the neighborhood committee. What should we do..."
There was a flurry of discussion, one voice drowning out the other. Aunt Hua glanced at Mo Weigan, and finally she put aside her doubts and tried to calm everyone down.
"Everyone, please don't panic. I will verify what Zi Pei said with the host."
At this time, Mo Weiqian's voice was neither salty nor bland, without any threat, just a faint reminder: "But, aunt, if you go like this, if something really happens, wouldn't it be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth?"
"I don't want you to end up like me."
The implication is self-evident.
If you ask directly face to face, something bad will happen.
Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will naturally blossom and bear fruit.
Sure enough, the next second, someone in the crowd objected.
"Xiaohua, you are our backbone. This is too risky. Let me, an old man, go and test people. I am still capable of this. If I am not back before dark, you can find a chance to leave here."
A grandfather in the crowd, who was walking on crutches and gasping for breath after every two steps, said indignantly.
Mo Weiqian looked over leisurely, what a pity... These old people were deceived to come here, worked all their lives and sacrificed their flesh and blood.
It may even be replaced by someone else, and then the cycle of oblivion continues. Maybe even the memories are false, and there are several memories circulating.
Everyone here has no way out. This apartment is like a huge cemetery of the living dead, squeezing out their last bit of surplus value. This drama is played out endlessly in this apartment.
How sad....
"Oh, Grandpa Chen, please don't make more trouble." Aunt Hua brought people to help the old man back, and finally persuaded him to stop.
Aunt Hua turned around and looked at Mo Weiqian.
"Let me take you inside to sit down. I understand your story... Go inside and tell me the details."
Aunt Hua was afraid of Mo Weigan. She knew that her attempt to persuade the young man to leave by making a big deal out of a small matter was not going to work.
This guy has become a lot smarter after his death and is very good at usurping everyone's emotions.
Over the years, she also knew that these elderly people were not afraid of the strange rumors about the apartment. They were still grateful for the relief the apartment provided them, but too many elderly people missed home and wanted to return to their loved ones to enjoy their old age.
But the OP wouldn't give in. There had been quite a few conflicts over the years in trying to get out of the apartment, and taking on the exorcism mission was their last way of doing their part for the apartment.
They didn't plan to interfere in other matters in the future, so they haven't been to the central square for a long time.
So when Aunt Hua saw Zipei again today, she was suspicious. Only those people could make him leave in unrest and come back to cause trouble.
Mo Weiqian listened to the hidden meaning in these people's words. It seemed that they had intended to leave here a long time ago, but had no choice but to stay here.
The Central Square assigned him to come here and gave him a special token, probably to warn these residents and make him an outlet for them to vent their anger.
He died on the top floor, which also eliminated all trouble for Grandpa Cen. He was sent here just to get rid of him. It seems that someone is really satisfied with his heart and didn't want to return it after taking it away...
After checking the situation around Zipei's body, Xiaoliu quietly returned to Mo Weiqian's pocket and said, "Mom, I have recorded Zipei's memories before her death. When you need them, just ask me to stick with you~"
Mo Weiqian felt around in his pocket. Although he suspected Xiaoliu was smuggling something, he had no evidence.
The young man followed Aunt Hua through many twists and turns and entered the simple room made of prayer flags.
It seems that this place is not only their workplace, but also their small base.