This is no exaggeration. Old Wang, the village elder, was forcibly fed a bowl of water made from burnt paper talismans after talking in his sleep for several nights; Wang Ermazi, who learned to speak Hokkien in the county town, was tied to a pillar and sun-baked for three days after returning to the village and uttering just a few phrases. He was believed to be possessed by a ghost.,The moment Zhu Ping'an stepped through the door, he bumped into his mother of this life, Chen Shi. Chen Shi was standing at the entrance of the courtyard with a stern expression, glaring at him. Seeing him return in such a haphazard manner, her eyes softened like ice meeting spring. She had been waiting for him to come back specifically. Chen Shi was in her thirties, dressed as a young married woman. Her eyebrows carried a hint of fierceness, and she wore her hair in an updo with a chipped hairpin. On her clean, matching top and bottom garments, there were two patches.,“Ouch, Mother! I won't dare again.” Zhu Ping’an took the egg and pretended to yelp in pain.。