Wu Xiaoyu took a car to Ma Xiaomin's house. As soon as he entered, he saw a woman in her forties sitting on the sofa, wiping her tears. This must be Ma Xiaomin's mother.
When she saw her husband bringing in a young man, she hurriedly wiped her tears and walked forward, somewhat puzzled, "Are you Wu Xiaoyu?"
Although she knew Wu Xiaoyu was young, he didn't look much older than her daughter.
Before Wu Xiaoyu could speak, Zhou Dong's father said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry! He's classmates with our Zhou Yong. He's trustworthy; everything will be fine!"
Ma Xiaomin's father brought Wu Xiaoyu in and then went to the study. He wouldn't get involved in such matters, leaving Zhou Dong's father to handle things.
"Do we need to set up any offerings?" Zhou Dong's father asked softly.
Offerings? Are you here to worship gods? What kind of offerings do you need to catch a ghost! Wu Xiaoyu gave him a look and said to Ma Xiaomin's mother, "Can I go see Ma Xiaomin?"
