Under the anxious and expectant gaze of the spectral passengers in the vehicle,
Uncle Driver finally slammed on the brakes and declared loudly,
"Feng Hua Road, number 23, we've arrived!"
"This passenger, you can go home now."
As the words fell, the ghost passengers collectively breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank heavens! We're finally here!
If this old lady didn't get off soon, their ears would have grown calluses.
"We're here? So soon?"
The woman stood up and looked around. Just as she was about to say it wasn't the place, her gaze swept over two familiar figures by the roadside.
She paused, then changed her tune,
"Oh, it really is. Then I'll be going."
She walked to the rear door, which had already opened, waiting for her to alight.
"By the way, driver..."
The woman paused, looking at the driver's seat, "Thank you."
Uncle Driver waved his hands repeatedly, "No need, no need."
Please hurry and go.
The woman stood at the rear door, looking at the driver, then at the two familiar figures by the roadside.
Then she smiled at the driver, "Then I'm really leaving. May you good ghosts be rewarded, I'll burn more paper money for you when I get home."
Uncle Driver: "Thank you, hurry home, don't wander around."
He had never felt driving to be so grueling.
The woman stepped out of the vehicle.
*Click—*
The hearse's doors immediately closed. Uncle Driver stepped on the accelerator, and the entire vehicle shot forward, covering a considerable distance.
In no time, it vanished from sight.
Only when they were far from Feng Hua Road did the hearse's speed decrease, returning to normal.
"Finally, some peace!"
The ghost passengers rubbed their ears and slumped in their seats, not wanting to move.
For the first time, they felt that riding in a vehicle could be so tiring.
"She reminded me of the aunties at the wet market."
"...No, also the square dancing aunties, the supermarket aunties..."
"The world of aunties. Truly, one mouth can conquer the world."
"But..."
The young girl who had been talking until her throat was dry looked out the window and said slowly,
"If my mom were still alive, she'd probably be around this age."
Mothers, they all nagged the same way.
The car fell silent.
After a while, Uncle Driver's voice came from the driver's seat, half-jokingly,
"If I were married, my wife would probably be about this age too."
All the ghosts in this car had lost their memories.
"Don't think about it, we're all single dogs," said a young ghost.
"No, don't include me," the ghost holding a briefcase raised a hand.
On his ring finger, a sparkling diamond ring sat firmly.
"I'm engaged."
"Tsk, look at you showing off." The young ghost pouted.
The scenery outside the car continuously receded.
The ghosts in the hearse chatted and teased each other for a while, then fell back into silence.
Family...
Having family, not having family.
For them, it was hard to say whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
The hearse drove slowly on the road, and at a certain corner, it entered the passage to the underworld. Da Feng Novel Network.
It was time to go back and report.
...
Meanwhile,
The woman also watched the spot for a while before following the two familiar figures by the roadside.
It was a young woman dressed in plain clothes, with dark circles under her eyes, holding a child by the hand.
The boy, carrying a sky-blue schoolbag, tilted his head to look at his mother and asked,
"Mom, are we going to see Grandma later?"
"Mm."
Fu Jiajia stroked his little head and said gently, "Tiaotiao, will you tell Grandma stories?"
"Okay,"
Tiaotiao nodded, "But can Grandma hear?"
"Of course, Grandma will be very happy to hear Tiaotiao's voice."
The two, one big and one small, walked and talked, entering the residential compound.
Gently opening the apartment door.
Tiaotiao ran in first, and as expected, saw a sleeping figure on the sofa.
"Mom, Dad is also sleeping today."
Fu Jiajia put her hand to her mouth, "Shh, Dad worked the night shift. Get a blanket for Dad, and then we'll go to Grandma's to do homework."
"Okay, Mom." Tiaotiao also lowered his voice and replied softly.
He then tiptoed into the bedroom, took out a blanket, and carefully draped it over his father.
Unseen by them, the woman also followed into the house.
Looking at the young man sleeping soundly on the sofa, she couldn't help but mutter,
"I told you to change your job. With all this staying up late, how can your body handle it?"
"It's not just me saying this, working day and night, if something happens at home, how will you help?"
"Never mind if your old mother has something, but what if your wife and child need your help and you're found sleeping soundly..."
However, no matter how much she nagged, the young man slept soundly.
"Tiaotiao, are you ready?"
"Ready, Mom."
Just as the mother and son, one big and one small, had finished getting ready and were about to leave,
The young man suddenly seemed to sense something and woke up.
He sat up groggily, "Jiajia, you're going to Mom's? I'll transfer the money to you right away."
Fu Jiajia turned back, "No need, I have enough."
"It's alright, I'll send it to you first. Don't know how long it will take for Mom."
The young man said, lowered his head, took out his phone, and soon the sound of a successful transfer rang out.
"Alright, Zhang Lang, you go back to sleep." Fu Jiajia said.
"Mm."
"Bye, Dad~"
Tiaotiao waved goodbye to his father and turned to leave with his mother.
Seeing this, the woman followed closely behind.
*Bang!*
The door closed, and the room became quiet again.
On the sofa, Zhang Lang did not go back to sleep.
He rubbed his temples and sighed inwardly: I should change my job in a while.
Zhang Lang pondered, opened his phone, and browsed various job search apps.
After half an hour, he couldn't hold on any longer.
Just as he was about to lie down again, his phone suddenly rang.
—A call from his wife.
Zhang Lang quickly answered, "Hello, Jiajia?"
Unsure what was said on the other end, he abruptly stood up.
Disbelievingly, he said, "Really? I'm coming right away!"
After hanging up, he rushed out. As he reached the door, he remembered he hadn't put on his shoes.
Hurriedly changing his shoes, he ran out again.
Destination: the hospital.
...