"Mom, Third Aunt is talking." Shen Dongdong and his mother lay together on the makeshift caregiver bed in the hospital, listening to Xu Xiuqin talk in her sleep in the middle of the night.
You Erjie covered her son's mouth with one hand and looked at Shen Xiaogui sleeping on the bed next to Xu Xiuqin. Shen Xiaogui was snoring loudly, in a deep sleep, seemingly accustomed to his mother's sleep-talking, not at all startled.
Is Xu Xiuqin really talking in her sleep?
You Erjie was baffled: What does this consent form have to do with her husband's elder brother's death, and what does it have to do with Grandma Shen?
After saying that, Xu Xiuqin fell silent, tossing and turning in bed as if possessed by a ghost, letting out painful moans. It felt like a scene from a very realistic horror movie.
Shen Dongdong was scared by her grasping her own throat in bed and struggled, burying his head in You Erjie's arms, trembling, "Mom, has Third Aunt been listening to ghost stories?"
