Chapter 301 I'm Still Thinking About You

These days, after Wu Hongbing returned to his hometown, he felt something was wrong. He always felt that someone was following him, especially at night.

Wu Hongbing went to burn something for his unfortunate son who died young. During the three days of the Ghost Festival, he would go to his grave every day to burn something.

Today is July 15th, his last day. It was almost seven o'clock in the evening when he returned home after burning paper.

Some of the old two-story houses were dark and empty. His parents died of illness a few years ago, and his wife divorced when the child was a few years old because they were rarely together.

The child he raised with great effort died in a motorcycle accident not long ago, and now he is the only one left at home.

But he lives in the city 99% of the time, and only comes back to visit his old house in the countryside during the holidays.

There was still some light outside, so Wu Hongbing did not turn on the flashlight. He opened the door and habitually reached for the switch on the side of the door to turn on the light. Before he touched the switch, it clicked and turned on.

The lights in the house came on.

Wu Hongbing was frightened and looked around the room carefully, but didn't see anyone in the room.

He was afraid that there might be a thief in the house, so he checked everywhere inside and out, top to bottom, but there was no one else in the house except him.

But he always felt that there was someone in the room.

Wu Hongbing thought it might be his parents or his son, who came home to visit during the Ghost Festival.

"You guys are back, and there are some people in this room now," Wu Hongbing said to the air, "Please watch where you walk. If I can't see you and bump into you, I won't be responsible."

"How many days are you going to stay at home? Are you leaving tonight? I won't leave until the day after tomorrow. The pipe in the backyard is broken, and I haven't fixed it yet..."

He kept blabbering to the air, talking about his life over the years, the changes in his relatives, friends and villagers, and his family's past.

The more he talked about it, the more upset he felt. He had been busy making money these years and had not paid much attention to his parents and children.

He did earn money, but his parents passed away early because of his neglect.

Due to lack of discipline, the child became a yellow-haired boy who only knew how to play with motorcycles and accomplished nothing.

The father and son would quarrel whenever they met, and even their last conversation before the child died was a quarrel.

Wu Yufei, also known as the Yellow-haired Ghost, was sitting on the side listening, feeling a lump in his throat. He was just about to show up to meet Wu Hongbing.

Suddenly he heard his father's voice suddenly become angry, "Dad, Mom, if you meet Xiaofei, remember to beat him up for me, that brat is too shameless!"

Wu Yufei: “…”

The desire to meet was instantly suppressed.

He's already dead, but this old man is still thinking about beating him up, this is too much!!
Wu Hongbing kept on talking for a long time, but there was no response from anyone around him.

He looked at the empty room and sighed.

"… If you have time, come back and see me more often. I miss you."

Wu Hongbing sat there without saying a word for a long time before going to cook dinner for himself.

Wu Yufei looked at his hunched back, and felt as if something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

There was nothing at home, so Wu Hongbing simply cooked himself a bowl of instant noodles. After eating, he threw the dirty bowl into the kitchen sink and went to take a shower.

There were already several bowls piled up in the sink, all of which were the unwashed bowls from the instant noodles he had eaten in the past few days.

Wu Hongbing walked into the bathroom and used the toilet as usual before washing his hair and taking a shower. When he was about to take a shower after using the toilet, he turned on the shower head and found that the water was particularly small.

The water used in his toilet is connected to the taps in the kitchen and yard. Once the water is turned on in one place, there is no water available in the other two places. The water coming out of the shower head is so small, which means that the tap in the kitchen or yard may be turned on.

Wu Hongbing wondered, could it be that his neighbors were using the water in his yard at this time?
With such doubts, he opened the bathroom door and walked out. As soon as he opened the door, he heard the sound of water running and people talking in the kitchen outside.

"What a bad habit the old man has. If you eat instant noodles, why not just buy the ones in a bucket? Why buy the packaged ones and cook them, then eat without washing the dishes?"

"Also, you already drive a Land Rover, can't you go to a restaurant to eat? Why do you have to eat instant noodles at home? What's wrong with your brain?"

"He looks quite glamorous in the city, but he is so sloppy when he gets home. I don't know why women like him..."

"..."

Listening to the voice that he hadn't heard for a long time but was so familiar, Wu Hongbing's eyes reddened.

He tiptoed towards the kitchen. Wu Yufei, who was complaining while washing dishes, didn't notice anyone approaching.

"He still wants to beat me. He is so unhygienic. If you come back, grandpa and grandma, you should beat him."

"I almost forgot, Grandpa and Grandma, you have already been reincarnated and can't touch him anymore."

Suddenly, I heard a voice.

"How do you know where your grandparents were reincarnated?"

Wu Yufei didn't even think about answering, "Because I asked the Yinchai to check it out."

He is doing very well in the underworld now. Many of the underworld messengers are his friends. For him, it is easy to do something as simple as checking whether his grandparents have been reincarnated.

Wait! No! Who is talking to him?

Wu Yufei suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head and saw Wu Hongbing standing beside him with red eyes and a complicated expression.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Wu Hongbing was excited to see his long-deceased relatives.

But in Wu Yufei's eyes, it was a sign of his father's anger, and he was so scared that he screamed and jumped far away.

"Old man, I'm telling you, I'm a ghost now and I'm very fierce in a fight. If you hit me, I'll hit you back!" Wu Yufei stammered as he finished his threatening words.

Wu Hongbing's expression became more complicated. He pulled out the Seven Wolves without saying a word, "Stinky boy, I'll let you ride a motorcycle!"

Wu Yufei instinctively ran out, begging for mercy as he ran.

"Dad, I know I was wrong. I will never ride a motorcycle again!"

"Stop right there, you little brat!" Wu Hongbing picked up his belt and chased after him. He was determined to teach this little brat a lesson.

He is so disobedient. I have told him countless times not to play with motorcycles, but he just won't listen.

Now you’ve ruined your life.

He even has a relationship with the ghost, and he doesn't even think about coming back to see his father. How unfilial!
The little bastard is still cursing him behind his back!

"You little bastard, you haven't come back to see your father for such a long time, I will beat you to death!"

"Dad, it's not that I don't want to come and see you," Wu Yufei explained while hiding, "It costs 100,000 yuan to see you once, and it costs money to call you too!"

"I'm doing this all for your sake!"

The last sentence seemed to have some special magic. Wu Hongbing's body suddenly stopped and froze there, with tears welling up in his eyes.