Chapter 22 Isn’t this the original owner’s grandma’s house?

Author: Miss Apple

Chapter 22 Isn’t this the original owner’s grandma’s house?

Because of Jiang Ningning's live broadcast, Wang Shoucai's affairs quickly fermented online.

For a time, the friends of Holmes Di Renjie almost all came on stage with magnifying glasses and microscopes. While scolding Wang Shoucai, they also took out his background.

However, Jiang Ningning rode a small motorcycle back to the funeral shop and knew nothing about it.

"Mom, that one is so beautiful. I'll buy it for you with my pocket money. Is it good? You must look very good when you wear it. You are the most beautiful mother!"

Jiang Ningning stopped the motorcycle at the entrance of the funeral shop, and a woman in her thirties led a girl in her five or six years old by.

The little girl jumped and said, then ran towards the chrysanthemum at the entrance of the funeral shop.

Her mother quickly pulled her back.

"Mom can't wear this flower." The woman couldn't laugh or cry.

You are such a big mom!

Jiang Ningning glanced at the colorful chrysanthemums at the door of the store and smiled, "Little sister, this flower is worn by the people who have passed away at home. If you buy it for your mother, you can go to the mall to buy beautiful head flowers."

The little girl was pulled into her arms by her mother, and her big eyes blinked at Jiang Ningning, "Then can my grandmother wear it?"

She is not a three-year-old child. Of course, she knows that her deceased relatives are actually living in another world. Every year on Qingming Festival, her mother takes her to worship her grandmother and bring delicious food to her.

Jiang Ningning's mind was still lingering with the little girls from Wang Shoucai's house. She picked a yellow paper-made chrysanthemum, and then looked at the child's mother, "I am the owner of this store. If you want, this paper-made chrysanthemum can be burned to your deceased relatives."

The child's mother hurriedly said, "No, no, no, no, thank you."

It’s not that the funeral shop is unlucky.

I just really feel it's not easy to get people.

As he said that, he was about to pull his daughter away, "We just burned a lot of things for my grandma, so we don't have to burn this flower anymore. Will we buy it after a while?"

But the little girl's eyes stuck to the beautiful big yellow chrysanthemum.

"The things we cook for grandma are not as good as this one. Grandma loves beauty so much, so she must like this more. Don't you miss grandma? Let's cook for her, but you are not afraid of burning too much. Maybe the money grandma makes in another world is the paper we burn. We burn more of her and earn more. What if grandma sells flowers in another world, and we burn beautiful things, grandma can make a lot of money and live a happy life."

Jiang Ningning:...

You are so young that you have ideas!

Her mother was also amused and crying.

Unable to bear to refuse the child, he said to Jiang Ningning: "Then I will buy it, how much does it cost."

She took out her cell phone and was about to scan the code to pay.

Jiang Ningning smiled and handed the paper-made chrysanthemum to the little girl, and said to her mother: "No need, it's considered fate."

The little girl was sweet-mouthed and immediately said, "Thank you sister. When you die in the future, I will also burn this beautiful flower for you..."

The child's mother immediately panicked and covered the child's mouth and said apologetically to Jiang Ningning: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she doesn't understand these things very much."

Oh!

Who is not dead yet?

Jiang Ningning didn't care about the child, so she smiled and watched the mother and daughter leave.

None of the girls in Wang Shoucai's family have ever enjoyed such a childhood~

Alas ~

The little girl was lively and active. She left here and immediately attracted a little boy playing with a slingshot.

Jiang Ningning didn't look at it anymore and turned back to the funeral shop.

Push the door-

Depend on!

Is it the wrong way I opened the door?

Jiang Ningning let the scene in the house exit with excitement.

Take a deep breath and open the door again.

As soon as the door opened, the scene in the room remained unchanged. Hundreds of birds were parked in the corners of her funeral shop. The moment she came in, they all turned to look at her.

Jiang Ningning:...

Even if I am a celestial master, I don’t have to live such an exciting life!

With his backhand closed the door, Jiang Ningning looked at the birds in the house, "Is there anything wrong?"

A black crow flew up from a paper-made villa and landed on the backrest of the chair next to Jiang Ningning. His mouth was filled with authentic human words: "I heard you can collect debts?"

Jiang Ningning:...

Am I so famous?

He held his forehead speechlessly, "So, what have you owe?"

It can't be a brain.

The crow said, "There is a little boy outside who hit us with a slingshot every day. He has killed many of our companions. He will pay the blood debt and pay the life debt. He owe us his life!"

Jiang Ningning suddenly thought of the little boy who was playing with a slingshot that the little girl ran to.

Immediately turned around and opened the door, but the little girl and the little boy outside were gone.

"We want to collect the debt and ask him to pay his life!" The crow stood on the chair and gritted his teeth. "Our companions cannot die in vain. He even killed us babies who were just less than a month old! This debt must be collected!"

With a sound of it, the birds behind it agreed, "Collection of debt!"

Jiang Ningning was speechless, "You have to pay your life, but I can't kill people, legal society, brother!"

The crow said, "Then our companions deserve to die? Whoever they provoke, they deserve to be killed by a slingshot because they are reincarnated as birds?"

This stumped Jiang Ningning.

Birds make sense.

But she couldn't really go to the child to get this life debt.

"In this way, I'll communicate with the little boy and ask him to apologize to you..."

The crow immediately said: "If the apology is useful, what should the police do?"

Jiang Ningning:...You know quite a lot.

"So, let that little boy apologize to you, and then let his family pay to do a ritual for your deceased companions, so as to save them, and bless them to have a good result in their next reincarnation."

"us……"

Before the crow could speak, Jiang Ningning interrupted it.

"There is only so much I can do. If you insist on asking me to ask you for your life debt, then I can't do it. In addition, I will tell you in advance that since you ask for it to be on my door, I will naturally know that I have two brushes, so if you ask for your life debt privately, I will definitely not sit idly by."

The crow was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, we won't make things difficult for you."

After saying that, its wings shook.

The other birds shook their wings.

I don’t know where I got the money, but every bird shook a RMB from under its wings.

The money rain that many people dream of was raining.

"This is the reward we hired for you. I won't make things difficult for you, but there are conditions. Before tomorrow, I will see the ritual. Otherwise, we would rather die than take revenge!"

"The little boy lives in Unit 402, 24th Floor, Fumen Community."

After saying that, it flapped its wings and flew out of Jiang Ningning's shop.

When all the birds flew away, Jiang Ningning was stunned.

Fumen Community?

24th floor?

Unit 402?

Why are you so familiar?

Damn! Isn't this the original owner's grandma's house?
Chapter completed!