After getting in the car, Wang Jingzhe just looked at Zhao Xi and his daughter in the rearview mirror and withdrew their eyes, then started chatting with Wang Zan.

Before returning home, Wang Zan got angry with his father in advance, and in Wang Jingzhe's eyes, he could naturally see at a glance what Zhao Jingran's problem was.

Along the way, both father and son were talking casually. Zhao Xi sat behind her hugged her daughter and seemed a little anxious and anxious, because he didn't know whether what Wang Zan said before was true.

An hour later, the car drove back to the Li family mansion. Mao Xiaocao and his parents were already waiting outside. When they saw Wang Zan get out of the car, Xiaocao couldn't help but complain.

"Your son is really a waste of time. I can't call you after leaving for several months. I'll be able to go home and ask you to visit the grave. This is a hard time. Last time I told you that I came back on May Day, but now it's going to be National Day, so I've just entered the house..."

Mao Qingshui pushed his daughter away, stepped forward and pulled Wang Zan's arm and said, "Your mother is going to be menopause, and she speaks like a firecracker. Don't pay attention to him. Come over and see, grandma, you're losing weight, you've been running around outside. You, you have two irresponsible parents, and your children's lives are hard. Look at which young man in his twenties lives like you."

Wang Zan was surrounded by two supreme women in the family, and had no room for explanation at all. He had to look at his grandfather and Wang Jingzhe helplessly, blinking several times with his eyes asking for help, but he didn't expect that both of them seemed to turn a blind eye.

In the Li family, Wang Jingzhe and his father-in-law are both in the group who have no choice but to take the foot wash water, so they have no say.

"Don't be too nervous, women, what you know is that you talk a little too much, and it's better after this..." Wang Jingzhe smiled, reached out and touched Zhao Jingran's head, and said to Zhao Xi: "Don't worry about your daughter's problem, it will naturally be fine after you get to me."

For some reason, Zhao Xi had some doubts about Wang Zan before, maybe because he felt that he was frivolous and could not do anything. However, as soon as Wang Jingzhe spoke, Zhao Xi's originally squeezing heart suddenly let go, and his whole body felt relaxed.

This can be understood as Wang Jingzhe's personal charm has reached a very convincing point when he goes to that point. After nearly thirty years of ups and downs, his temperament is still very good.

There was still a little time before supper. Mao Qingshui went to the kitchen to prepare meals, while Xiaocao took Zhao Jingran to stroll around the Li family mansion. The little girl didn't recognize her and soon became familiar with the little grandma Cao.

The Wang family could not count how many people were when they were Lei Feng in this life, so the grass was not surprised at all. After Wang Jingzhe came to his son's generation, he began to be willing to help others and accumulate merits.

In the study, Zhao Xi sat on the chair and told him again, from the past few years after his wife's death to the child's growth, he talked about meeting Wang Zan.

Wang Zan stood aside and smoked. Wang Jingzhe leaned on the back of the chair with expressionless face and listened. After the other party finished speaking, he looked up and said to his son: "The person is still pregnant, and the mother died on the spot. The yin energy did not leak out, so they all entered the fetus' body. If this is the case alone, the child will not live long after birth. He will definitely be seriously ill, and even die at birth, so there must be other factors."

Wang Zan nodded and said, "I think so too."

Wang Jingzhe said: "The Shuang Ling among her mother's three souls was left behind..."

People have three souls, fetal light, Shuang Ling and Secret Spirit, which are also called the three souls of heaven, earth and human beings. Among them, fetal light is the main yang, and Shuang Ling belongs to Yin, which is the basic composition of yin and yang. Taoism says that after a person dies, the heavenly soul is the path of fetal light to the heaven, and Shuang Ling returns to the underworld to be reincarnated. As for human souls, the secret spirit is left in the human world and used by future generations to sacrifice.

Therefore, Wang Jingzhe and Wang Zan judged Zhao Jingran's condition that the child's mother, the soul-smoking spirit that was in charge of the Yin did not go to the underworld, but fell directly on Zhao Jingran, which caused the child to stay in the mother's body for two days without dying. After birth, the yang energy was gone, leaving only the yin energy.

The guess was guessed, but it still couldn't be verified. In fact, whether it was Wang Zan or Wang Jingzhe, there was a way to drive out the soul in Zhao Jingran's body. But what the two of them could not guarantee is whether the child would have problems in the future, and it was very likely that he would die on the spot. Even if he was not dead, he would have no consciousness, either turned into a stupid state, or he would simply become a vegetable.

Because the child had problems in his innate state. Before her three souls were completely formed, they were replaced by her mother's fetal light soul.

Zhao Xi was confused when he heard it, and had no reaction at all. What the father and son said was like the heavenly book to him.

Wang Zan whispered: "The child stayed in my place for two days, and all the lonely ghosts nearby wandered over at night. This was attracted by the yin energy on her body. In the past, she was still young, and her breath might not be particularly strong, so she had never had any problems. But now as she gets older, this situation is inevitable, so I can only take her home. After all, it is impossible to give this child a bodyguard who understands Taoism and follow her around the clock."

Wang Jingzhe nodded. Wang Zan's meaning was very clear. One thing he could think of now was that he could only use the effect of vanishing the text. Wang Jingzhe used this method back then, which was to write ghost books on the child to resist those lonely ghosts who could not stop wanting to invade the child.

Unless the child's father can really bear to let the little girl stay in a nunnery all her life, it is obviously impossible.

The father and son thought in silence.

Zhao Xi never interjected a word from the side, and the two of them had no explanation. Seeing that they didn't say anything, Zhao Xi rubbed his hands and asked nervously: "That, Wang, Mr. Wang, you said this..."

Wang Jingzhe glanced at him and said softly: "Actually, there is no big problem. It depends on whether you can accept it. I will try to explain it to you in a simple and easy-to-understand way that you can understand. Listen to it?"
Chapter completed!