Chapter 12: Mom was moved by the female ghost

  "Xiao Le, wait a minute."

  Just then, a sudden and urgent female voice came from outside the crowd of onlookers. The crowd parted, and a middle-aged beautiful woman walked in.

  Jiang Le turned around and found that it was actually Xu Jie's mother. Looking at her slightly heavy breathing and the sweat on her forehead, she had rushed over in a hurry.

  "Aunt Yuan? How did you come?"

  Jiang Le's mother, who was always a classmate, greeted her with a wave of her hand.

  Mrs. Xu looked at the middle-aged woman who was making trouble with an awkward expression, and sighed: "This is Zhao Hongxia, a friend of mine. I heard that she came to find you, and I knew that with her temper, something bad would happen."

  Jiang Le furrowed his brow: "So, was it Aunt Yuan who introduced her to our store?"

  Mrs. Xu nodded: "Yes, Xiaole, you opened a shop, I must gather friends to support it, but I didn't expect this thing to happen."

  Jiang Le fell silent.

  If it's Mrs. Xu, then it's not easy to handle. This Aunt Yuan has been thinking of making connections for herself from the start, and introducing friends is also for her own good. Can't blame her for that, or else it would be too inhumane.

  At this moment, everyone suddenly reacted and burst into an uproar, staring at Jiang Le in surprise.

  Just now Jiang Le's action, and the human head phantom emerging from the broken jade symbol, all show that this jade symbol is not ordinary, and its breaking must have a strange reason.

  Of course, seeing such a strange and frightening scene, some timid ones quietly slipped away to avoid being implicated.

  "Xiao Le, Hong Xia has a bad temper. If she did something wrong, I'll apologize for her and compensate you for any losses. Please don't blame her, okay?" Madam Xu said weakly, looking at Jiang Le with concern.

  Jiang Le's furious expression slightly subsided, and he sighed: "Aunt Yuan, I can let it go for your sake. Don't mind about what happened now, take your friend and leave."

  Xu's mother was overjoyed and thanked him hastily: "Thank you, Little Le!"

  "No way, what was that move you just made? Who is that silhouette? Tell me!" Zhao Hongxia reacted, but she looked at Jiang Le with a mixture of shock and horror, asking urgently.

  Mrs. Xu was shocked and just wanted to persuade her, but Jiang Le sneered coldly: "Want to know? Ask your husband."

  "If you don't speak up, I'll report you and make sure you can't open your store." Zhao Hongxia threatened furiously, without regard for the consequences.

  Jiang Le was thoroughly enraged now, his eyes fixed intently on Zhao Hongxia as he said coldly, "Then go ahead and try it out. Let's see whose shop closes down first, or whose husband dies first."

  "What are you talking about? You want to harm my husband. Dare to try, I'll make you rot in prison." Zhao Hongxia shouted sharply.

  Jiang Le was speechless, too lazy to bother with this woman, turned his head to look at Mrs. Xu and said seriously: "Aunt Yuan is kind enough to take care of my business, I'm very grateful, but when doing business, I also look at the object. In the future, if you still introduce such messy people to my store, I won't give Aunt Yuan face again."

  Mrs. Xu smiled bitterly and said: "It's my fault, I'm sorry to Xiao Le." After finishing her sentence, she also looked embarrassed and dragged Zhao Hongxia away, who was still shouting.

  A good relationship that had been carefully cultivated was almost completely destroyed by this crazy woman, it's really infuriating. However, Zhao Hongxia's husband's company and her company are important business partners, but they can't just sit back and do nothing.

  After a while, the crowd dispersed, Jiang Le directly closed the shop door and pulled his mother back to the small courtyard to bandage her injured hand.

  Watching Jiang Le's gentle movements, Jiang Hua's expression was very complicated.

  "Xiao Le, tell Mom, have you started practicing Taoism?"

  Jiang Le's action of wrapping up stopped for a moment, he looked up at his mother with a serious expression and smiled: "Mom, why are you talking like that?"

  Jiang Hua said irritably, "Do I need to say it? I also saw what you did just now, and those weird symbols you draw every day, and the footwork you practice every day, and the Taoist cultivation method you gave me. I've felt that something was off for a long time."

  Jiang Le had no choice but to nod and say, "Yes, mom, I've started practicing Taoism."

  Jiang Hua became anxious, turned around and grabbed Jiang Le, saying angrily: "How can you cultivate? I only have one son like you, and I still hope that you will carry on the family line and have a house full of children and grandchildren."

  Jiang Le was speechless. Mom's reaction was not what I had expected. You shouldn't think that I'm being unprofessional and superstitious, should you? However, her concerns were indeed serious problems.

  "Mom, what are you talking about? Cultivating the Tao isn't like being a monk. When I grow up, I'll definitely find a good wife for myself."

  Jiang Hua was shocked: "Really? The Taoist sect doesn't prohibit marriage?"

  Jiang Le said seriously: "In the Taoist sect, there are people who remain unmarried for life, but as long as they have someone they like, they can also get married and have children. Don't you believe me about your son?"

  "That's good." Jiang Hua's worried expression instantly dissipated, and he let out a big sigh of relief.

  Jiang Le cried and laughed: "I thought Mom would think I was on the wrong path, but you actually care about your eldest grandson."

  "Since you've made your choice, I believe it won't be a dead end," Jiang Hua hummed.

  Jiang Le sighed silently, indeed, the one who truly understands her son is his mother.

  "But if you get married, don't have a grandson first, give me a granddaughter instead." Jiang Hua said in a tone of negotiation.

  Ginger has one black stripe.

  How did we get here? The people getting married are nowhere to be found, how can you talk about having sons and daughters?

  However, seeing how much his mother liked the girl, Jiang Le's expression changed and he said in a low voice, "Mom, I actually have a little daughter here."

  "Do you have a little girl here?" Jiang Hua was taken aback, and his face changed greatly: "Could it be that the policeman's mention of the baby's crying sound at night really came from your place?"

  Jiang Le nodded.

  "Jiang Hua was shocked: 'How old are you? You already have a illegitimate daughter? I've been so trusting of you all along, but you actually...'"

  "Cough, cough, stop, stop, mom, what are you thinking, this isn't my illegitimate daughter." Jiang Le hurriedly explained, while being speechless at his mother's overthinking.

  Jiang Hua was curious: "Not your illegitimate daughter, whose is she?"

  Jiang Le looked at his mother's face and said seriously: "This female infant is not a living person, it's a ghost infant."

  "Ghost baby?" Jiang Hua was startled and exclaimed in shock: "Is there really a ghost in the world?"

  "Yes, the mother of this ghost infant died unexpectedly while pregnant with her. Recently, she wanted to harm people to help her daughter reincarnate, but I discovered it and eliminated her mother. However, I promised her mother that I would take good care of the ghost infant, so I brought her back." Jiang Le explained.

  Jiang Hua was stunned, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "Pitiful are the parents of the world, even ghosts are no exception."

  "Mom, aren't you scared?" Jiang Le asked with a smile.

  Jiang Hua glared at her son and snorted, "You this murderer, ruining the hard work of your mother, I suddenly don't want to recognize you as my son."

  Jiang Le awkwardly rubbed his nose.

  Heaven, I'm doing a good deed here. Although there's a hidden story behind it, the female ghost is also pitiful. However, in that environment at that time, if she didn't die, the five innocent female students would have died instead. What I did was the most correct choice.

  "What about the ghost infant? Where is it? Let me take a look at this poor little girl." Jiang Hua asked hurriedly, not even bothering to let Jiang Le bandage her wound.

  Ginger smiled wryly: "It's daytime, how can ghosts come out? Wait till tonight and I'll let you see. However, the ghost infant has been saved, from now on she is your son's guardian spirit, don't spoil her."

  Jiang Hua looked at his son with disdain and said, "He's definitely better than you, a murderer."

  Got it, with this attitude of old mom's, how can she be moved by ghosts? Is she going to develop into a new era of ghost-protecting philanthropist?

  Don't say that, your son's future career is going to be a demon hunter!!