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Chapter 756: Snoring
....Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“I was conscious as I watched myself bleed from all seven apertures. My face was ferocious as I died in extreme pain And when I was in the most pain, my mother and wife were still blaming each other in front of my bed ” The muddled ghost smiled bitterly. “I died just like that. I repeated the pain for ten years I felt suffocation and pain over and over again, and I could still hear my mother and wife arguing ” Until I became a muddled ghost. After becoming a ghost, he didn’t go back to look for his mother and wife. He was indeed muddle-headed. If he wasn’t muddle-headed, he would have dealt with his wife and his mother’s relations.h.i.+p when his wife first gave birth and stayed at home to care for the baby. He wouldn’t have let their relations.h.i.+p become like that in the end.
The muddled ghost: “After leaving the county, I came here and found Lull’s confused family. After possessing them for a long time, my hostility became stronger. I wished their families would be destroyed and they would become more and more muddle-headed ”
After hearing what the muddled ghost said, the ghosts felt that the candy in their mouths was no longer sweet.
The flirtatious ghost licked her fingers and shook her head. “It’s not in vain that you’re called a muddled ghost. You’re indeed muddled.” Many men in this society were like this. They felt that they had worked themselves to death outside and were the pillars of the family. They had already taken on enough. The matters at home were all women’s. The matters at home were all small matters. If they get away with it, they would. If they couldn’t get away with it, they would avoid them. They thought that as long as they didn’t face the problem seriously, there wouldn’t be a problem. Little did they know that if they acc.u.mulated too many trivialities, they would become a huge problem that couldn’t be salvaged.
The cowardly ghost commented, “At the end of the day, your tragedy was caused by you. To put it bluntly, it’s all because of you that your family became like this, and your mother and wife became like this.”
For men who didn’t move out of their parents’ house after they got married, it could be because they couldn’t afford a house, or they could be like the cowardly ghost, who was lazy and kept avoiding his issues. Anyway, so what if his wife and mother didn’t have a good relations.h.i.+p? He couldn’t control them and didn’t want to. However, if he really wanted to solve the problem, why couldn’t he control them?
The cowardly ghost concluded in one sentence: “Serves you right!”
The flirtatious ghost: “Serves you right!”
The unlucky ghost: “Yes, you deserve it!”
The muddled ghost: Look, he already said that he didn’t want to tell the story, but they insisted that he told the story. After telling the story, they said that he deserved it. He glared. “Then you didn’t deserve it in the past?”
The flirtatious ghost grinned. “That’s right. I deserved it in the past.”
The cowardly ghost: “Shh Lower your voice ”
Amelia had fallen asleep at some point. Her small arms and legs were stretched out, spread-eagled, and she was sleeping soundly like a little pig.
The cowardly ghost floated forward and looked at her from the side of the bed, his eyes filled with love. He wanted to raise his hand to cover Amelia with the blanket, but he realized that he could not touch the blanket.
The flirtatious ghost sighed. “She’s already snoring. She must be too tired.” How could such a young child endure not sleeping the entire night?
At this moment, the door opened and Mrs. Walton quietly came in to take a look. She covered Amelia with the blanket and tucked it in to make sure that no wind leaked in. Then she sat and looked at her for a while before tiptoeing out.
The flirtatious ghost said, “Old Madam is stubborn but soft-hearted.”