Chapter 413 Chapter 21 Gives birth to a freak

The man in white was taken aback, as if he couldn't understand what Granny Yue said. The old farmer went to get grass ashes.Grandma Yue led the old farmer's son into the room and closed the door again. We waited outside for a long time, but we didn't get the expected cry. After a few minutes, the old farmer came in with the ashes in the dustpan, grabbed his grandfather and asked, "Has my granddaughter been born? Why haven't I heard the cry of the child?" The man in white stood aside, silent.But it can be seen that he is also a little nervous, his eyes are wet, as if he has been smoked.

Grandma Yue in the house heard us talking and shouted, "The grass ash is here, isn't it?" The old farmer agreed. Grandma Yue said loudly: "You give the ashes to your son." As soon as she finished speaking, the old farmer's son opened the door and came out.The old farmer hurriedly handed the ashes to his son, and couldn't help asking timidly, "Is my daughter okay? Has she given birth?" The old farmer's son turned ashen, without saying a word, took the ashes from the old farmer's hand and turned back.The old farmer stayed in place and became a statue.The hand that had lifted the ashes hung in mid-air and did not let it go for a long time.After hesitating for a long time, he murmured: "I haven't heard the cry of the child for so long, could it be that the child was born dead?" Finally, he turned a pair of eyes that couldn't tell whether it was sadness or worry to grandpa.Grandpa didn't respond.

I faintly heard something in Grandpa's mouth, but I couldn't make out the specific content. At this time, the borrowing ghost made a move that surprised me.The fetus-borrowing ghost actually walked towards Grandpa, and then whispered something in Grandpa's ear.Grandpa didn't act abnormally, he turned his head slightly to the Borrowing Ghost's side, listened very carefully, and nodded from time to time. The old farmer was also surprised when he saw the intimate attitude between the ghost and his grandfather, he opened his mouth wide and pointed at his grandfather, his teeth opened and closed, and he was speechless.

After whispering in Grandpa's ear, the fetus ghost glanced at the old farmer, as if to say goodbye, or as if to be provocative, and then walked towards the gate. The old farmer looked at his granddaughter's room in panic, and then at the borrowing ghost, his legs trembling uncontrollably.At first I thought it was the old farmer who was afraid, but later I found out that the borrowing ghost had immobilized his feet, making him unable to move.And the old farmer tried to raise his feet to stop the borrowed ghost from going out, but his feet were like an iron ball weighing tens of thousands of catties, and he couldn't move half a point.So in my opinion, I thought it was the old farmer trembling.

I anxiously pulled Grandpa's hand and said, "If you don't stop it, it will run away." Grandpa sighed and said, "Let it go. Its wish is fulfilled, and it won't bother the old farmer and his family anymore. Why should I keep it?" After Grandpa finished speaking, the door of the boudoir opened again.Grandma Yue came out dripping with sweat, followed by the old farmer's son. At the same time, the borrowed ghost disappeared without a trace.I watched it go out of the door, but it disappeared as soon as I went out, as if the fluttering appearance of the white clothes just now came from my dazzle.

The old farmer's son was so dejected that he didn't have the energy to see if the person who violated his daughter was still there, so he sat down on the threshold with his head drooped, holding his head in his hands. Although Granny Yue was also exhausted, she did not lose her mind like the old farmer's son. When she saw the old farmer, she shook her head and said, "I have never delivered a child like this before. My scissors and ashes are useless at all." She took it out of her pocket. Scissors, the scissors are still bright. The old farmer's mouth trembled, but he was still speechless.

Grandpa stepped forward and patted the old farmer on the back lightly.The old farmer coughed violently and complained to his grandfather, "Why did you just let it go!" After finishing speaking, he did not listen to his grandfather's explanation, and then asked Granny Yue: "The scissors and grass ash are not useful? Is it my granddaughter's stomach Is the stuff in it dead?" The old farmer didn't wait for Grandma Yue's answer, and shook his head while muttering: "It's good to die, it's good to die! If I don't die, what will my granddaughter do in the future?" Finally, he wiped the corners of his eyes with a pair of rough hands.

Granny Yue squinted her eyes and asked the old farmer, "What did you say died?" The old farmer wiped his eyes and said, "Didn't you say that the scissors are useless? Could it be that the baby my granddaughter gave birth to was a dead baby?" Granny Yue slapped the old farmer on the shoulder and said, "Who said your granddaughter gave birth to a dead baby? What your granddaughter gave birth to was not a child at all. She gave birth to a sapling!" "Give birth to a sapling?" The old farmer was very surprised. Grandma Yue shook her head and said, "I really don't understand. A sapling was born! I heard other midwives talk about delivering a snake, but I never heard of a sapling. How could I have imagined that it would happen right in front of my eyes?" It’s weird! It’s really weird!” It seems that although Grandma Yue has experienced ghosts and ghosts, she has never delivered a strange baby.

I finally understood why I didn't hear the baby's cry just now. The old farmer's son who was sitting on the threshold said, "What a shame! What a shame! I'm going to chop that little sapling into firewood and burn it!" Grandpa sternly said: "This is absolutely unacceptable! Since you have owed a bad debt, you must pay it back. Otherwise, it will come to you." The attitude of the old farmer was much better than that of his son.After hearing Granny Yue's words, he was even a little happy. The haze on his face just now disappeared, and he bowed to the air and said, "This is much better! It's better than giving birth to a live child or a dead child! Eye, I am sorry for the old man!"

The old farmer's son was dissatisfied and said, "What's good?" The old farmer said: "If I have a living child, my granddaughter will be affected; if a dead child is born, although it will not be a burden, but it will not be a good reputation after all; now that I have a sapling, firstly, it will not hurt my granddaughter, and secondly, it will not damage my reputation. Isn't it a good thing?" The old farmer's son waved his hand and said angrily, "Father, I think you are confused. What good is it to have a sapling? Having a child, life or death, is destiny. But what is it to have a sapling?" Monsters? Freaks? Who wouldn’t point fingers at us behind our backs? If I have a child, I will be my grandson. Now that this plant is born, what should I call it? Do you want me to recognize a tree? Can't you be a grandson?"

Grandpa took the conversation and said loudly: "You are right! It is your grandson! Not only can you not chop it, but you have to raise it and call it 'grandson'. You..." "Where's my child?" Grandpa hadn't finished speaking when a man with disheveled hair crawled out of the boudoir.