After returning from my cultivation journey, I built a farm through fortune telling.

Chapter 139

Mr. Zhang was completely awakened by Zhang Yu's actions. He sat up abruptly, turned on the bedside lamp, and saw that Zhang Yu's tall body was covered only by his head, and his legs were kicking and moving incessantly, trying to burrow deeper into the blankets.

"What's wrong, kid!" Zhang's father tried to pull at Zhang Yu's blanket, but Zhang Yu wouldn't let go, clutching it tightly with his hands, shouting with his eyes closed, "Turn on the lights! Turn on the lights, Dad!"

"Okay, okay, turn on the headlights!" Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang exchanged a worried glance and quickly turned on the headlights. The bright light dispelled the darkness in the room. He gently patted Zhang Yu: "It's on, come out now!"

After Zhang Yu's tireless efforts, he had crawled into the quilt like a dung beetle.

When Zhang's father patted him, he trembled. Hearing Zhang's father speak, he stuck out his buttocks, opened a crack in the blanket, and only when he saw light did he dare to peek out. As he sat up, he pulled the blanket over himself, covering himself completely, leaving only his face exposed.

Under the light, he was pale and covered in sweat, clearly having been greatly frightened.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang were startled.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Zhang's mother came over with concern, pulling Zhang Yu over to look him over.

Mr. Zhang asked worriedly, "Didn't you go out for a late-night snack with your classmates? Why are you so scared? What? Did someone cause trouble while drunk? It's just drunken tantrums. What's there to be afraid of? If anyone dares to touch you, beat them up right now. We can't let this kind of loss happen to us!"

In a society governed by the rule of law, things like gang leaders stabbing people in the street like they did back then wouldn't happen. At most, it would just be someone getting drunk and acting crazy!

Damn it, you're so scared!

He never approved of this guy taking the teacher's college entrance exam in the first place. If something really happened, he wouldn't be as capable as his group of junior high school students!

Zhang Yu gripped the blanket tightly, swallowed hard, and his voice trembled with a hint of dissatisfaction: "No one's causing trouble while drunk, what am I afraid of if it's a group fight! Dad, what do you take me for? I'm a proud people's teacher, after all!" "Yes, yes, yes..."

Mr. Zhang's agreement was completely half-hearted.

Zhang Yu glanced nervously at the master bedroom door that he had opened but not closed, then pulled the blanket tighter around himself: "Dad, how many days has it been since Grandpa Li downstairs passed away?"

"Why are you asking this? Let me do the math—oh dear, today is Uncle Li's seventh day after his death! It's the night his soul returns to his body!"

Mr. Zhang and the Li family downstairs were acquaintances. They had lived in the same building for over ten years. Mr. Li's death was a happy one, and Mr. and Mrs. Zhang even went to offer incense during the funeral rites!
"The seventh day after death?! It's all over, all over, all over!"

Zhang Yu felt like the sky had fallen. He wrapped himself in the blanket and tried to burrow into his father's arms: "What should we do? What if Grandpa Li comes into my house?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Even if Grandpa Li's spirit came back to life, he should go home. What's the point of him coming to our house?"

"Dad, don't disbelieve me. When I came back, I felt like someone was following me, but when I looked back, there was nothing there. The feeling got stronger when I entered our neighborhood. Then I went up to the third floor and saw white flowers and funeral couplets on Grandpa Li's door... I just opened our front door. Could he have followed me in?"

His hard-won courage crumbled again, and he silently shrank back into the blankets like a turtle.

"No, no!"

Seeing that her child was genuinely frightened, Zhang's mother quickly comforted him, saying, "There are door gods and bed gods in the house, so your Uncle Li wouldn't dare to cause trouble. Uncle Li, are you there? If you hear me, hurry home. Brother Li and the others are waiting for you! Don't scare my child."

(End of this chapter)