Demons Resurrected: I! As a ghost hunter, I have no choice but to take on the responsibility

I only heard Han Xiaopang's mother roar with full energy.

"You old bastard!"

"How dare you hold a pig and say it’s your mother?"

"I won't be able to relieve my hatred if I don't chop off both of your arms today!"

Han Xiaopang's mother was a bit wider than Han Xiaopang.

She usually cared the most when people said she was fat.

But Han Xiaopang's father actually hugged the old sow and said it was her. How could she not be furious?

Han Xiaopang's father knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Damn it! I didn't!"

"I don't know what happened at all!"

Han Xiaopang's mother rushed out of the kitchen, as ferocious as a tiger rushing down the mountain, and frightened Han Xiaopang's father so much that his legs were shaking.

Seeing that his mother was about to rush to his father, Han Xiaopang hurried forward and grabbed his mother's arm.

"Mom, I believe my dad didn't mean that."

"Isn't he possessed by evil spirits? Now the most urgent thing is to find out what happened first!"

Hearing his son's plea for mercy, Han's father smiled with relief.

Brat, I'll use less force next time I hit you.

If Fatty Han knew what his father was thinking, he would definitely let go of Han's mother's arm immediately, watching his father get beaten while cheering for his mother...

Han's mother glared at Han's father and slowly put down the hand that was waving the kitchen knife.

"I'll let you go today!"

"Tell me quickly, what have you been doing these days!"

"Has the soul been sucked away by the vixen outside?"

"Today you hold a jar, tomorrow you are possessed by an evil spirit, how come all the weird things happen to you?"

Han's mother roared loudly, causing the neighbors who came into the yard to laugh.

"What are you looking at? Your wife is having an affair at home. Get out of here!"

Han's mother waved a kitchen knife and drove out all the people who were watching the excitement. She slammed the big iron door of her house.

Su Han couldn't help laughing when he saw everyone being driven out.

But Han's mother turned her eyes to him with the kitchen knife in her hand.……

"Forehead……"Su Han touched the back of his head awkwardly, thinking that Han's mother would also scold him, but he didn't expect that.

Looking at him, the anger on Han's mother's face suddenly disappeared, and she squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Hey, where did this handsome guy come from? Why haven't I seen you in this village? Do you have a date? Do you want me to introduce you to someone?"

"……"

Su Han subconsciously touched his handsome face.

As expected, being handsome makes you popular wherever you go.

But this is obviously not the point.……

""Mom, this is my classmate Su Hanhan. He is a ghost catcher. Thanks to him, my dad would still be holding a pig!"

Fatty Han introduced to his mother.

He was still holding a pig. This sentence made Han's father's dark face look awkward again.

"Oh! Xiaopang’s classmate!" Han’s mother clapped her hands and said in surprise,"That’s perfect!"

"The daughter of widow Wang at the entrance of our village is the same age as Xiaopang, and she asked me to help her find a date. How about I help you two match up?"

Su Han waved her hand quickly

"No, no, no!"

"Auntie, let's talk about uncle first!"

Suddenly, Su Han understood why Han Xiaopang was so good.

With such good parents, how could his son be so bad?

Seeing that Han's mother was about to say something and was about to ask about his household registration, Su Han quickly winked at Han Xiaopang.

Han Xiaopang understood and said a few words, and Han's mother stopped.

"Uncle Han, Xiaopang told me that you picked up a jar from the mountain a few days ago and said it was a treasure."

Su Han looked at Han's father and asked,"Can you take out this jar so I can have a look?"

As soon as he said this, Han's father's face changed immediately.

He looked at Han Xiaopang with anger on his face.

Han Xiaopang smiled angrily,"Well, I'll go wash my hair first!"

After that, he ran away quickly.

"Damn, this kid!"

"Have I taught dogs all the principles I taught you?"

"Don't show off your wealth, do you understand?"

Han's father yelled at Han Xiaopang's back.

As soon as he turned around after saying that, Han's mother slapped him on the back of his head.

"You are so rich that you don't show off. You took a broken jar and you think it's a treasure?"

Han's mother was furious again.

Han's father was tough for once. He retorted:"How can it be a broken jar? The expert from the city said that my jar is an antique and he wants 500,000 to buy it for collection!"

After he finished speaking, he covered his mouth with an expression as if he was finished and had let the cat out of the bag.

The anger on Han's mother's face suddenly disappeared.

Instead, she was filled with surprise.

"The father of the child, 500,000? Is this true?"

"The old man in the room wants to spend 500,000 to buy the broken jar you picked up?"

Looking at Han's mother's appearance, Su Han shouted in his heart that it was real.

This reaction was so real!

"How could I lie to you?"

Han's father looked at Su Han with some caution, then proudly patted his chest and said to Han's mother:"He said 500,000, I won't sell it to him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit on the back of the head again.

"Are you stupid? What are you waiting for if you don’t buy it for 500,000 yuan?"

Su Han was very upset by the conversation between the two.

If they continued to bicker like this, they wouldn’t be able to see where the jar was when it got dark.

He interrupted them and said,"Uncle and aunt, you two should take me to see where the jar is first."

"If there is really something wrong with the jar, next time it might not be uncle who is possessed, but you, auntie!"

Su Han cleverly directed the blame on Han's mother.

When Han's mother heard this, her expression changed immediately.

She turned around and walked into the house in a hurry, calling out to Su Han as she walked,"What are you waiting for? The jar is in the house, come with me!"

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