Chapter 8 Crying like a bunny

Mr. Su coughed twice.

"Little aunt, didn't you promise to help your two great-nephews catch ghosts?" He said while winking at Mrs. Su and her sons.

The six brothers didn't know the details of the letter's content, so when they saw Mr. Su acting like this, they naturally followed suit.

"Yes, grandma, those two brats were so frightened that they cried and didn't even come back from the banquet today."

"If you go back, they won't dare to go home again."

Mianmian tilted her head: "Then I'll see where the ghosts are now, and then go home after catching them."

As she spoke, she got up from the sofa and took out a mini disc from her bag. It was a small wooden disc as big as her own palm, like a small toy, with a pointer on it.

Seeing this, everyone in the Su family had no choice but to follow Mianmian.

Su Chenfei just heard Mianmian and his eldest brother talking about something he didn't understand. Now when he had the chance, he approached Su Chenjin and asked.

His family had nothing to hide, so Su Chenjin whispered what he knew.

First, he and Lin Rou fell in love, and Lin Rou used some supernatural means on him. Second, there was a master behind Lin Rou who gave Lin Rou a ghost. He wanted to propose just now, but was possessed by the ghost.

.Third, it may be because he was possessed by a ghost. He just saw the appearance of a ghost. Fourth, my sister-in-law solved the trick Lin Rou used on him and also suppressed the ghost and put it into the prayer beads.

After Su Chenjin finished speaking, Mr. Su also said the contents of the letter.

Su Chenfei, who had always believed in science, was dumbfounded.

If his brother is not crazy, then there are really ghosts in this world? And the little aunt holding a small disk in front of her and her little arms and legs can turn the ghosts into balls and stuff them into the prayer beads bracelet.

A virtuous person?

Su Chenfei thought again of those people in the banquet hall who had lost their front teeth and had unclean mouths.

For a moment, the figure with the small breasts in front grew strangely taller.

Mianmian didn't know that she was being worshiped by her seventh grandnephew. She walked around several houses with a small compass, but there was no movement on the compass, and she couldn't help but yawned loudly.

So tired.

The speed of the little breast dumpling's short legs slowed down, and the speed of the little head also slowed down little by little.

Mrs. Su was the first to notice something was wrong, took two steps quickly, knelt down and hugged Mianmian.

With support behind her, Mianmian looked back and saw the gentle niece-in-law she had just met. She curved her lips and wanted to smile, but she couldn't resist the call of sleepy bugs, so she closed her eyes and fell into sleep.

Mrs. Su caught the small disc that Mianmian couldn't hold, put it into Mianmian's small bag, then turned around and shushed, signaling for the family to be quiet.

The bed in the bedroom was made of the softest baby fabrics. Lying in the middle, her little face turned red in no time, and she was so cute.

"Well, it's not a problem to hide it." Mrs. Su sighed with emotion.

The whole family was silent.

It's not a problem to hide things, it's not a problem to tell things. The letter said that my sister-in-law came here alone. If she knew, who knows what mysterious means she would use to get back?

When everyone in the Su family felt like they had a headache, they suddenly heard the little girl on the bed making milky sounds and shouting: "Mom, daddy! Mommy, daddy, wake up!"

This startled them all and they hurried to the bed.

But I saw the little breasted dumpling frowning and closing his eyes tightly. It was obvious that he hadn't woken up yet. Is this a dream? He also dreamed that his parents were sleeping? What should I do?

Mianmian was indeed dreaming, and in her dream she was back on the mountain.

Dad's mother and other relatives were all sleeping in their own rooms. No matter how she shouted, pushed, and naughtily covered their noses and mouths, they didn't wake up.

"Daddy, Mom?" The call was not answered, Mianmian's nose felt sore, and big tears poured out, "Daddy, Mom, don't sleep, Mianmian is back."

The more she cried, the more she cried, and her little body began to twitch. With tears in her eyes, she suddenly thought of the family's treasure.

That is the sacred monument of the Jiang family. Her mother told her that when the Jiang family encounters difficulties that cannot be solved, they will turn to the sacred monument for help.

Thinking of this, Mianmian wiped her tears with her little hands and ran towards the sacred monument. Because she ran too fast, she tripped over a stone on the roadside and fell.

Ignoring her sore knees, she stretched out her little hands to hold the sacred monument in front of her, silently reciting her request just as her mother told her.

The sacred monument suddenly glowed, and the young couple appeared beside the sacred monument, their eyes full of distress for Mianmian.

"Good baby, don't cry."

"Daddy's little Mianbao, don't cry."

With tears in her eyes, she couldn't see clearly what her parents looked like. She just wanted to throw herself at them: "Daddy, Mom, how come you have become souls?"

After hugging her father enough, she went to hug her mother again. Because she couldn't wake her relatives just now, her dark eyes were full of panic.

The couple looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

This is a disaster sent by heaven.

The land of China has entered the Age of Ending Dharma for many years, and all the gods and Buddhas have responded to the calamity, either falling asleep or reincarnating. A month ago, the Jiang family's monument predicted that there would be a catastrophe in the Dragon Kingdom, and the only breakthrough was their daughter Mianmian.

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"Mianmian, mom and dad are just in trouble." Mianmian's mother said softly, "Here is a small bottle. Mianmian just needs to use the skills you have learned to be liked by many people, do more good deeds and fill the bottle, mom and dad.

You can come back."

Mianmian's father nodded: "Yes, Mianmian, my dear, your parents are waiting for you to wake up inside the monument."

In fact, the space in the pure bottle is endless, and Mianmian doesn't know how long it will take to complete this task. The child they have been begging for for more than seventy years is only a little over three years old, and the burden is so heavy.

Tears also kept flowing from the corners of the eyes of the couple, but the adults cried quietly.

It's not that the disaster won't happen if they don't want it. They guard their daughter until the last day and fall asleep in response to the disaster. This is the limit of what they can do.

Just like now, they use their souls to meet their daughter's soul once, and use their words to tell her about this. This is also a limited time opportunity to pray for the monument.

And now, the time is coming.

The couple chattered: "Mianmian must be obedient at my eldest nephew's house and not be too willful. The mountain will be temporarily closed, and you don't have to come back to see your parents. Do you understand?"

"It doesn't matter if mom and dad are asleep. Mianbao shouldn't think about it all the time. You must be happy."

The gentle instructions were in her ears. Mianmian shook her head and cried, "No, don't be happy. I want mom and dad to wake up."

"Don't be obedient, just listen to your parents..."

But her shouting failed to save her parents, leaving only the cold bottle in her little hands.

Mianmian cried and woke up from her sleep. She lay there blankly for a while, and the corners of her eyes were still red from crying for a long time.

Was that a dream? She had had nightmares before, and her parents told her that she couldn't believe the things in her dreams. As long as she went home, she would definitely see her mother again!

Mianmian clenched her fists and carefully twisted her body to the bedside.

A white porcelain bottle was squeezed out of the quilt. The porcelain bottle was exactly the same as the one in the dream.

Just now, I comforted myself that as soon as I got home, I would see my mother's little breasts. I sat by the bed and stared blankly at the porcelain bottle.

When I realized what I was doing, my tears started to fall again.

Mrs. Su was sleeping deeply.

The old man had nightmares for several days when he was wearing the Buddha bead bracelet, and he was not in good spirits. Now with the bonus of the jade bracelet given by Mianmian, he originally wanted to take care of Mianmian, but he fell asleep unknowingly.

However, subconsciously Mrs. Su still remembered that there was a small breast that needed to be taken care of on the bed. She reached out and touched it but found nothing, and then she woke up.

The room was already dimly lit, and the little figure in pajamas was sitting motionless by the bed.

Mrs. Su secretly blamed herself for falling asleep and cautiously walked to Mianmian's side.

At first glance, Xiaonuituanzi's big eyes are red and look like little rabbits.

Mrs. Su felt even more distressed: "Little aunt Mianmian, don't cry, don't cry."

Mianmian still just shed tears silently.

Mrs. Su didn't dare to take the initiative to mention Mianmian's parents, so she silently took Mianmian's position.

If she were a little aunt, then she would really feel that she was the most pitiful child in the world.

So Mrs. Su hugged the little breast dumpling and started to cry.

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