Chapter 165 Why not
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Mitch said: “So don’t use your son as an excuse. You just want to go back because you haven’t lived enough. You have kept the money for a lifetime, but you don’t have to enjoy it when you are old. You want to go back and enjoy it before you are willing to leave.”
The old lady in the clothes seemed to be exposed, and she muttered while picking up her dentures: “I just didn’t have time to say it, I just didn’t have time.”
Susie understood.
She straightened out her logic a bit and said: “Because you still have a lot of money to spend, you don’t want to leave, and you don’t want to dream after death because you want to come back alive and spend the money, so you want to rob my mother’s body. Yes Is that right?”
The old lady was in a hurry, “No. It takes time to dream, and it may not be my turn to have so many people dreaming! My son is about to sell the old house, am I in a hurry?”
“I really do it for my children,” she insisted. “I really do.”
Mitch raised his hand and sealed the old lady’s mouth.
Generally speaking, grieving ghosts wandering in the world cannot be seen by relatives, and there is no way to dream.
She is selfish. He loves and keeps money, and he didn’t tell his son about the buried gold bars until he died. After he died, he found that the money really couldn’t be taken away.
Mitch looked down at Susie: “How do you think about it?”
Susie thought about it. That’s a lot of money.
If her money is taken by someone else, she will be very sad.
Susie said: “Then tell the grandma’s son first, let him dig out the gold
bars, so that he can buy a new house instead of selling the old house.”
Mitch nodded, “Hmm. Then?”
The most important thing is how to deal with this old lady.
Susie didn’t think too much about it, and said, “Just like my aunt who just broke her stomach, just send it to Fengdu!”
Where people stay with others, where ghosts stay with ghosts, it’s very simple.
Mitch asked, “Now, I’ll give you a chance. I’ll tell your son Tomon about the gold bars. You just need to tell me your son’s name and where he comes from.”
The old lady in clothes opened her mouth, but she refused.
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“I want to tell my son that I still want to see him. This is human nature, and it’s normal for a mother to want to see her son.”
Susie couldn’t help interrupting her: “But you’re a ghost now!”
She wanted to say something more, but Mitch raised his hand: “It’s fine if you don’t say anything, anyway, I don’t care about money, I just care about ghosts.”
After finishing speaking, half of the old lady’s legs disappeared, and the old lady became anxious immediately, still speaking in defense.
But seeing that her neck also disappeared, at the last moment, the old lady had no choice but to tell her son’s name and address.
She really wants to spend it all by herself, but if she really can’t spend it, it’s better to have a cheap son than a stranger.
Mitch withdrew his hand and said, “Look, isn’t that all?”
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Susie: “I learned!”
Martin and Kellen were speechless.
Mitch patted Susie’s little head and said ‘weird’.
The ghosts in the corridor completely dissipated, and Wade’s iron basin slowly stopped.
Clara, on the other hand, stood there in a daze.
The fragments of her soul came back together, and her memory came back.
She looked at the nearest Susie and Michael, and tremblingly said, “Susie, Michael.”
As if struck by lightning, Michael quickly looked at Clara and said in surprise, “Clara, you remember me too?”
With tears in her eyes, Clara nodded slightly.
Martin froze in place.
Susie was stunned, and the little guy couldn’t recover.
“Mom, do you remember me?” She looked at Clara in disbelief!
Clara looked at her, and didn’t even dare to reach out to touch her, for fear that everything was an illusion.
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