When the old lady asked, Yang Xiaowu suddenly turned red. She never expected that the old lady would ask such a private question.

Could it be that the old lady wants to introduce herself to a partner?

So, Yang Xiaowu blushed and said, "Grandma, I haven't had a boyfriend yet."

Hearing Yang Xiaowu say this, the old lady laughed happily: "Good kid, what a good kid. You eat something first. I'll ask the maids to take you to a hot bath, and then clean up your room first."

Yang Xiaowu hurriedly thanked her, but she didn't expect that the old lady was so enthusiastic and she was even more grateful to her.

Soon, the old lady took a group of people away. While walking, none of the people made any noise.

The desserts on the table were so bad that Yang Xiaowu had no appetite at all.

Soon, several pale-faced maids came over and said that they were ordered by the old lady to send her to wash.

Yang Xiaowu ran in the wilderness for a long time before finding this place. She was really tired of it. Without thinking too much, she followed the maids to another room.

When following these maids, Yang Xiaowu was still thinking in her heart that it was the 21st century, so why would there be such a place? The maids hired by the old lady were all in their teens, and they looked very young.

Yang Xiaowu is tired and sleepy now and just wants to take a hot shower and then have a good night's sleep.

He was taken by several maids and came to another house.

There is a large wooden barrel in the house, filled with warm water, and there are many petals floating on the water surface, which smells fragrant.

The little maids hurriedly approached Yang Xiaowu, helped her untied clothes, removed some dirty clothes on her body, and let Yang Xiaowu go into the wooden bucket to take a bath.

This is really a VIP-level treatment, and Yang Xiaowu is quite flattered.

According to the instructions of the maids, Yang Xiaowu entered the wooden barrel. When her whole body was bathed in the warm water, she felt extremely comfortable in her heart.

The maids came over one after another, some helped her scrub her bath, some washed her hair, and some specially trimmed her nails.

After this work, Yang Xiaowu felt so beautiful. She didn't have to do anything in a wooden bucket, just enjoy it.

Her family is also quite rich and has never enjoyed such treatment.

After taking a bath, Yang Xiaowu almost fell asleep in the wooden barrel.

Soon, a maid woke him up and said she wanted to change her clothes.

Yang Xiaowu opened her eyes a little lazy and saw a maid bringing a very luxurious set of clothes, which were also colorful.

Without saying anything, the maids helped Yang Xiaowu put on the clothes.

Yang Xiaowu was still wondering, it was time to go to bed, why did she still have to wear so many clothes? How troublesome?

I didn't think so much, I thought that rich people might have more rules.

After putting on his clothes, he left the room surrounded by several maids.

However, as soon as Yang Xiaowu walked out of the door, several young and strong men surrounded him. Some people grabbed his arms, some people grabbed his hands, and some people picked up her legs and lifted her from the ground.

"What are you going to do..." Yang Xiaowu suddenly became panicked and struggled violently.

However, she was not the opponent of these big and thick men, so she lifted them up and walked towards the depths of the yard.

Yang Xiaowu was frightened and began to cry and make a fuss, shouting for help.

But no one paid attention to her at all.

Soon, Yang Xiaowu was carried to the deepest part of the yard by those people.

Yang Xiaowu was frightened to find that there seemed to be a mourning hall in front of her, with white cloth hanging around her and many wreaths placed next to her.

In the middle of the mourning hall, there is a large coffin.

The group of people carried Yang Xiaowu and walked straight towards the coffin.

There were also several people standing next to the coffin, including the one who opened the door for him before. There was no expression on his face, but he just looked at her directly.

"Help... let me go, I don't want to be here..." Yang Xiaowu struggled crying.

The sound of suona sounded in my ears, loud and loud.

A group of people walked back and forth around the coffin, no longer doing anything.

Soon, several people walked to the coffin and opened the lid.

Then the strong men carried Yang Xiaowu towards the direction of the coffin.

Yang Xiaowu has never been so scared. She didn't know what was waiting for her next, let alone what these people were going to do to her.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiaowu was carried to the coffin and put down.

Several people grabbed Yang Xiaowu's arm, making her unable to move.

At this time, Yang Xiaowu glanced into the coffin and was so scared that she almost lost her soul.

There was a person lying in the coffin. It was the old lady who was hospitalized not long ago. Everyone in the yard called her the old lady.

Wasn't you doing well just now? Why was you lying in the coffin now? Could it be that you are dead?

The old lady in the coffin lay quietly there, motionless, her face pale, two blushing on her cheeks, and her eyes were tightly closed.

Yang Xiaowu could feel that the old lady was really dead.

But why did you take yourself to the front of the old lady's coffin?

Before Yang Xiaowu could figure out what was going on, the strong men behind her suddenly lifted her up and threw her into the coffin.

Yang Xiaowu lay on the body of the old lady in the coffin with a "thump".

As soon as his body fell into the coffin, Yang Xiaowu got up and struggled to climb out, but as soon as she got up, she was knocked on her head by a stick. She suddenly felt dark in front of her eyes and almost fainted.

She fell into the coffin again, and then she heard the sound of "cracking" movement of the coffin board.

They want to bury themselves and the old lady in the coffin!

The instinct of survival made Yang Xiaowu struggle to get up from the coffin again.

When she exposed her head outside the coffin and looked into the mourning hall, she suddenly saw an extremely horrified scene.

But seeing that the maids and servants all turned into paper men wearing colorful clothes, they all looked in the direction of the coffin and were still laughing at her.

There were several paper men behind him carrying the coffin board and pushing them towards him.

"No, let me go, please!" Yang Xiaowu said crying, and the person was almost frightened and collapsed.

At this moment, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind, grabbed Yang Xiaowu's arm, and pulled her into the coffin.
Chapter completed!