206: 206 Zhang got angry

206 Zhang got angry

Zhang 206 was angry 2

Holding the roses from the Ancestor in my hand, I leaned over and curled my lips. Of course, girls liked flowers, especially those sent by boys.

I secretly turned my head to look at the Ancestor, then turned my head and continued to laugh while covering my mouth.

This year was the annual Qixi Festival, the day of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl meeting. Therefore, the lovers in the world were celebrating this day. He hoped that he would stay with his partner for a long time.

Thinking of some small stories about the human world, the Ancestor had already disappeared. Before I could react, I was turned to the Ancestor. I didn't know when I was next to him. I smiled awkwardly and called out to the Ancestor.

"What are you thinking? Just now, you were so engrossed?" The Ancestor smiled. If I hadn't been used to seeing this person laugh, I would have probably scared him to death. Fortunately, no one else could see him. Although he looked pretty, why was he so scary?

"Of course, it's some legends and stories about the Seventh Festival. Do you want to hear them?" I raised my head and asked him, but I ignored one question. Although this ghost was from hell, I should know a lot about the human world.

When he heard my words, he smiled and stroked my head. "I'm a ghost from the underworld. I' ve lived for thousands of years, not to mention how many times I've been to the human world. Even those souls that I' ve never been to hell will always tell me. "I've heard more than you know."

"Oh, good. I know. I forgot who you are." How could he not know about these ancient stories? He thought about walking forward, but after a few steps, he was pulled back by someone.

I turned to look at the Ancestor. She didn't understand why she would n' t let me go again. I looked at him doubtfully, but in his eyes, I saw a trace of embarrassment. Huh? What the hell are you playing with me, the Ancestor? Why are you shy?

After looking at me for a while, the Ancestor finally spoke. "Well... "It's been a long time since I' ve been to the human world. I don't know if I remember any of the stories, right? Tell me about it. Maybe there's a bad merchant that changed the story for false publicity."

I looked at him in surprise. The Ancestor's memory... So... Amazing? This wasn't like someone who had n' t come to the human world for a long time.

"I remember you weren't the only one who came..." I was just about to ask. Halfway through, I saw a strange red color on the Ancestor's face, so I simply shut up.

Grabbing the Ancestor's sleeve, I looked at him and asked," Ancestor, do you remember the story of the Cowherd Weaver?"

Although I didn't look good, I could still pretend to be cute, so I squeezed my eyes to buy it. The Ancestor's face felt a little tense. He seemed to be talking about the cowherd and the weaver girl. How could he not know?

I know a lot about the Qixi Festival. When the time comes, the Cowherd and Weaver Girl would be the best and worst street. Even if she caught a child on the street, she can tell you a word or two. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to say that I' m Chinese.

So I grabbed the Ancestor's sleeve and prepared to spit. However, as soon as I started talking about Vega's identity, I could n' t continue.

The Ancestor had originally wanted to listen to me because he wanted to play with me. He also looked down at me.

There were a lot of people on the Seventh Festival. They said that they were squeezing me, but it seemed like the Ancestor and I had been forcibly separated.

When it came to the Ancestor and I, it would be better to say that I was separated by the crowd. The people could not see the Ancestor, so in everyone's eyes, I was separated. I stood in the middle of the crowd, holding a rose in my hand. There was no one around.

I must have been isolated. I withdrew a smile and looked at the Ancestor.

The Ancestor frowned and stopped moving.

I stopped in the middle of the road and heard a few people chatting.

"Hai, look at that woman. That rose is talking to herself and talking to herself. It's nothing but talking to the air..." "Are you crazy?" Wang Yao asked.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go. This must be a madman. It seems like he's going to go crazy. Let's go, let's go."

So... My side was far away from me. The ones who couldn't leave might just be watching the excitement of a madman like me.

Still telling a story, I pulled the Ancestor's hand and started to walk forward. I felt uncomfortable holding my breath and walked faster and faster.

He almost tripped over a stone, but fortunately, he was held in his arms by the Ancestor.

My ears were red as I glanced to the side, my face red. She wasn't that angry anymore. The Ancestor laughed beside my ears again before his anger had completely subsided.

I stared at the Ancestor, not understanding why I would laugh.

"This time, I'm wrong. I' ve overlooked that these mortals can't see me." It made you feel wronged. "This sovereign is here to accompany you."

I moved, but the Ancestor held me in his arms and didn't move. I nodded. I still could n' t afford to lose face.

"Then let's go back." I raised my head to look at the Ancestor and said in a low voice. I pulled the Ancestor's hand and tried to pull him back. Of course, I was still in his arms. It was like acting like a spoiled child.

The Ancestor hugged me and nodded before taking me back.

It was not easy for me to return to the manor, so I went back to my sleeping quarters with a lack of interest. However, I seemed to have heard what the Ancestor had said to me, so I didn't listen if I was in a bad mood.

The Ancestor was already very busy. I could go back to my room. Naturally, he was kidnapped by his subordinates. On the way back, she still felt uncomfortable.

I wasn't feeling well during the Seventh Festival. It was n' t easy for me to go out and play once, but I was still said to be crazy. I went back to my bedroom and plunged into the blanket on my bed. He collapsed weakly.

Buckling... The incessant knocking on the door reminded him. I propped myself up to open the door.

"Hehe." Sister, sister. "Wow, my name is Xiao Yin Zi. The Ancestor sent me to have a good time."

A little brat came in. He squeezed in just as our door opened.

The Ancestor also knew that I was unhappy. The little brat was pretty and cute, and he was no different from a child in the human world. He was dressed like a fifteen or sixteen year old boy.

"Little Yin Zi?" "Then how are you going to make Sister happy!" As expected, the little brat started to enjoy himself the moment he heard this. Then, he pulled me into the room.

The little brat looked cute. He had told me a lot about him. It turned out that the little brat had died because of a car accident, but his body could not be reincarnated. Therefore, he could only stay in the mansion.

I originally thought that a child who was 15 or 16 years old should like life in the human world. He would be disappointed if he couldn't reincarnate, right? However, the words of the little brat surprised me. The little brat did n' t feel any regret about not being reincarnated. He had many friends in the underground estate, so it wasn't worth considering whether he could leave or not.

I was in a much better mood after hearing about how many friends Little Kid had been in school. Children were the most infectious.

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