“The beds and the like are new.”

"Don't worry about going to bed."

The old lady knew that the city people were particular, so she explained it first.

Moreover, when Xiao looks so innocent, he looks like a hygienic child at first glance.

"You ask Xiaolei for washing things."

“There are new things at home too.”

The old lady who was about to turn around said again.

"Okay, thank you grandma."

Xiao Xiao smiled and thanked.

"What are you grateful for?"

The old lady waved her hand, "I'm old, I like to have more young people at home."

"Looking at you young people, the old women feel much younger."

...

The old lady went to rest first.

After washing up, Xiao Xiao and the middle-aged man did not rush back to the room.

Xiao Xiao knew that the middle-aged man had been waiting for him to tell the story of the tomb ghost.

When I was in the car before, the middle-aged man wanted to know.

However, in order to drive safely, Xiao Xiao rejected the middle-aged man's request to tell a story in the car.

Now, looking at the middle-aged man's look of anticipation, he smiled slightly and told the story that the tomb ghost told him before.

It's not a magnificent story.

It's not considered ups and downs.

It's just a story of a plain encounter between a monster and a girl.

But because the girl disappeared for no reason, she developed a little differently.

...

A bit of emotion appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"It's really like a fairy tale experience."

"Why didn't I encounter such a thing when I was a kid?"

The middle-aged man was a little envious and a little regretful.

"Didn't you meet it now?"

Xiao Xiao smiled.

Even though Uncle Chen couldn't see the monster, he had some connection with the monster by chance.

This is rare.

The middle-aged man was stunned and then laughed, "That's right."

If he hadn't picked up the small flower basket by chance, he would probably never have known that there were monsters in the world.

Although at the beginning, he really had a headache about the monster's behavior for quite some time.

Thinking about it now, I find it interesting.

The tomb ghost is also helpless, for not seeing it.

...

"I hope I can ask the girl's contact information tomorrow."

The middle-aged man murmured.

The whole thing can be said to have arisen because of him.

If he hadn't picked up the little flower basket that the girl gave to the tomb ghost, the tomb ghost wouldn't have thought of the girl again.

I wonder if it is for the tomb ghost, it wants to think of girls... or does it want to think of girls?

"have no idea."

The unexpected answer stunned the middle-aged man.
Chapter completed!