...

"Uncle Chen, please concentrate on driving."

Xiao Xiao looked serious.

"Ok, I know."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, "Sorry."

"I just felt like something hit me in my tailbone."

"I want to take that thing off."

"But I can't always find where it is."

He became a little upset and agitated.

For a moment, his attention was behind him and not on the road.

Something almost happened.

...

"Thank you, classmate Xiao."

The middle-aged man smiled sheepishly, "Thank you for reminding me."

Otherwise, a car accident may happen.

...

"ah-"

The man in the middle called out briefly.

Touched it.

However, this touch also has a shape...

He brought the things in front of him.

The somewhat puzzled expression suddenly became a bit dull.

Really, really a small flower basket?!

...

The grave ghost's face immediately touched the little flower basket.

The one eye opened wide, and a bright light suddenly burst out.

It’s this little flower basket!

...

Xiao Xiao also looked stunned.

The little flower basket turned out to be really in the car.

...

"Xiao, classmate Xiao, little flower basket!"

The middle-aged man was surprised and confused, and his intense emotions made him somewhat incoherent.

"Um."

Xiao Xiao looked at the flashing red light ahead and said, "Uncle Chen, please find a place to park first."

"okay."

The middle-aged man looked at the surrounding environment, turned around, and stopped the car on the side of the road.

After extinguishing the fire, the middle-aged man turned to look at Xiao Xiao and raised the small flower basket in his hand, "Classmate Xiao, look, it's this small flower basket."

"It literally fell out of my pants pocket and landed in the car."

"I didn't find it before."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

"Yeah, who thought it got into the seat cover?"

He had been searching under the seat before.

"It was because I was sitting uncomfortable, so I finally took it out of the seat cover."

...

"Uncle Chen, can you show me the little flower basket?"

Xiao Xiao was a little curious about the little flower basket that made the Tomb Ghost so persistent.

"certainly."

The middle-aged man handed the small flower basket to Xiao Xiao.

There was still a mixture of amazement and amazement on his face.

What is this called?

Another village with hidden flowers and bright willows?

Or is it a twists and turns?

Anyway, he suddenly felt that he was not so unlucky?

...

Xiao Xiao looked at the small flower basket for a while.

Sure enough, as Uncle Chen said before, it is just a very ordinary small bamboo flower basket.

It's small, but it looks quite cute.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Tomb Ghost, whose eyes were glued to the little flower basket, with a hint of smile in his eyes, "Grave Ghost, this is the little flower basket you are looking for, right?"

Tomb Ghost didn't even raise his eyes, he just nodded vigorously.

Yes.

This is the little flower basket it is looking for.

Its little flower basket.

...

"Is it this little flower basket?"

Although he was sure in his heart, the middle-aged man couldn't help but confirm it aloud after hearing Xiao Xiao's words.

"Yes."

Xiao Xiao nodded slightly, "Uncle Chen, this is the little flower basket that the tomb ghost is looking for."

"Um."

The middle-aged man grinned.
Chapter completed!