Chapter 503 Asking
The master usually does not accept commissions when he is on vacation. This time, it was because an acquaintance asked him to do so, and he heard that the commission was about a child, so he finally accepted the commission.

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"Dad, mom."

The door was opened again.

The door was not closed when Grandma Luo and the others came in before.

Uncle Man and Aunt Tang just pushed the door open and walked in.

……

The couple will naturally not be absent from today's event.

It was Aunt Tang's insistence that led to what happened today.

Uncle Man is also worried about his daughter.

Even though he had treated the child coldly before, he actually knew in his heart that this was his daughter, the fruit of his love with his deceased wife.

He knew that the child was innocent, and he was just unable to turn around and was afraid of hurting the child, so he kept away from the child on purpose.

The child is fine, so he naturally won't say anything.

However, something happened to the child, and Uncle Man became anxious and panicked.

Especially something so weird.

In response to Aunt Tang's statement, he initially did not believe and reprimanded her, but later he asked her word by word, hoping to find some clues from it.

However, if what Aunt Tang said was true, then was his daughter really haunted by a monster?
He was worried.

Such a ridiculous thing...

For him, a highly educated person, it is really a bit difficult to accept.

For a moment, I forgot all the awkwardness I felt towards the child.

I just want to make sure the baby is okay.

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"Oh, you're here."

Grandma Luo simply said hello, then turned to the master and asked anxiously, "Master, what do you think of my child?"

The master waved his hand.

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop in the room.

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Before coming, the master had been informed of the whole incident in detail.

He looked at the child, his expression unchanged, but he felt a little confused.

He didn't find anything wrong with the child.

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"Little starry sky."

The master spoke, and there seemed to be a special charm in his voice, which made people relax their tense emotions and soften their expressions.

"Did you notice anything wrong before?"

"On yourself, or on the surrounding environment?"

……

Xiao Mantianxing has been asked the same question by many people, but her answer remains the same as the original one.

The child buried his face in his grandfather's shoulder. His expression could not be seen clearly, and he shook his little head.

The aura of Little Starry Sky inexplicably revealed a hint of resistance.

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"This kid."

Although Grandma Luo said something blaming, her touch on the child's head was very gentle, "I'm sorry, Master, little Gypsophila is a little shy."

"It's ok."

The master shook his head, "Who is Ms. Tang?"

……

"Master, I am."

When Aunt Tang suddenly heard her own name, she was stunned for a moment before she reacted.

She stepped forward and nodded slightly to the master, her expression gentle and docile.

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"Ms. Tang, can you tell me more about why you think this child is haunted by a demon?" Although the master would understand the content and details of the commission in advance, he still liked to hear the person involved tell him many things in person. In this way, he would often discover some things that could not be expressed in words alone.

These things often play a big or small role in helping him complete the commission.

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"Ok."

Aunt Tang thought about it for a while, and her face turned a little ugly as she thought of those unpleasant things.

"The first time, I made lily and millet porridge for the child, and I wanted to give it to Gypsophila first and let her eat it herself."

"Because I have a two-year-old child who still needs me to feed him."

"I prepared a bowl of porridge and left it in the kitchen to cool for a while."

"Then I carried the porridge to the child's room and wanted to give it to the child. Unexpectedly, as soon as I got to the child, my stomach seemed to be hit by something."

Having said that, Aunt Tang couldn't help but touch her stomach, and the pain she felt at that time seemed to reappear.

"I fell backwards. Fortunately, there was a bed behind me, but only my upper body fell on the bed, and my waist hit the edge of the bed hard. The pain was so severe that my vision went black for a moment.

"Of course the porridge is overturned too."

"I was really confused at the time and didn't understand what was going on?"

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Aunt Tang frowned and touched her lower back again. Although she went to the hospital for a check-up and found that it was nothing serious and her muscles and bones were not injured, just some bruises, it was really painful.

And it took several days for the large bruises to completely disappear.

"At first I thought the child was in a hurry to eat his porridge and accidentally bumped into me."

"But when I came to my senses, I saw that the child was still sitting on the ground, and his position had not changed."

"Besides, I later realized that Gypsophila didn't have that much strength to knock me away."

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"I was very curious and asked Gypsophila, but she knew nothing."

"Since I got nothing, I can only consider myself unlucky."

"If it was just like that, then that would be fine."

"But later, every time I approached the baby's breath, I would be hit by something unknown."

“Also, sometimes, I hear horrible noises in my ears.”

“Even when I sleep at night, I feel uneasy.”

Aunt Tang pinched her earlobe and said, "These past few days, because the child is not at home, I have had a peaceful life."

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Hearing this, Zhang Bo and others felt it was a bit harsh and couldn't help but curl their lips in dissatisfaction.

what does it mean?

You make yourself sound so aggrieved. Who knows if you did something to Baby's breath that deserves such "reward"?
……

Then he looked at the baby's breath with some worry.

But the child was lying on her grandfather's shoulder, so her expression could not be seen.

So quiet as if he had fallen asleep.

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Zhang Bo and the others could only complain in secret, but Grandma Luo spoke up directly.

"Xiao Tang, Xiao Manxing doesn't know what's going on either."

"Oh, I know, Mom."

"I didn't mean to say that Baby's breath was wrong."

Aunt Tang has a pretty face, and her pale complexion does not diminish her grace, but makes her look rather pitiful.

Her voice is also soft and pleasant, and the anxious tone makes people feel inexplicably soft-hearted.

"I'm worried about Baby's breath."

"It doesn't matter if I get hurt, but it would be bad if I hurt Baby's breath one day."

"Children are weak and cannot withstand accidents."

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Aunt Tang's explanation softened Grandma Luo's expression a little. Besides, the most important thing now was the baby's breath, and she didn't have the time to argue with Aunt Tang.

She looked at the master, her expression was anxious, hopeful, and vaguely uneasy, "Master, is Little Starry Sky really haunted by a monster?"

(End of this chapter)