The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

You silly girl, you don’t learn good things, but instead learn these kinds of things that can get you killed!

Then Wang slapped her forehead again.

I was so angry that I was confused.

What good can we learn from the ancestors of the Sang family?

Then this cannot be blamed on my granddaughter, it is all because of the Sang family’s ancestors who did not learn their lesson. Yes, it is all their fault!

Wang, who had figured it out, first glared at Mr. Sang, then pointed at the other people in the room.

"You deal with them yourself!"

Old Master Sang, who was inexplicably implicated, nodded helplessly, then took everyone else out.

Old Master Sang outside was admonishing everyone, telling them not to covet their granddaughter's gold and not to reveal what they had done.

Wang in the room also took Shishi's hand and gave him a serious exhortation:

"My dear! Don't do such things in the future!

This is wrong. If you get caught, you'll go to jail or even beheaded!"

The corpse nodded very obediently, looking like a good boy who would listen to everything you said.

But I don’t agree with it in my heart.

If heroes can do it, why can't corpses do it?

Who can catch the corpse?

No one can stop the corpse from getting rich and becoming the richest woman in the world!

Seeing her granddaughter being so obedient, Wang nodded with great satisfaction.

The child has really grown up!

Be sensible!

I listened to your advice!

Before Wang could appreciate her little granddaughter who had finally grown up, Sang Tiezi's deliberately amplified greeting came from outside the door.

"Hey! Mr. Huo, why are you back?"

Huo Lingxing, who had been silent and flustered all the way, heard Sang Tiezi's loud and somewhat sarcastic greeting as soon as he entered the yard.

He stopped and raised his confused eyes to look at Sang Tiezi who spoke.

What?

Does this mean you are not welcome back?

Then I go?

Old Master Sang glanced at his third son speechlessly, wondering if he could speak!

Then he put on a kind smile on his old face and greeted her warmly.

"Hey, sir, you must have had a hard time along the way, right?

Go back to the house and wash up, it stinks..."

......

Old Master Sang felt that his brain might have been shocked by the room full of gold.

Looking at Huo Lingxing, whose face was changing in all colors and very wonderfully, Old Man Sang grinned and wanted to find something to say.

As a result, Huo Lingxing threw his sleeves, with a colorful and angry face, and walked quickly towards the house where he had lived before.

Seeing that everyone was as quiet as a chicken and that Mr. Sang still had an embarrassed look on his face, Mrs. Xu waved her hand generously.

"It's okay, just do what you need to do!

I'll go see my husband first~"

Although she said this, she knew in her heart that it was not a big deal. Her husband must be very angry!

My husband cares most about his appearance and demeanor.

That's why she didn't recognize her husband at first sight. When she looked at him, she really didn't dare to think of him as her husband!

After Xu left, everyone in the old Sang family looked at each other for a while, then dispersed in silence.

The children came back, and the dinner table at Old Sang's house that night was... very shabby.

There was no chicken, duck or fish, just a large plate of bacon, which was particularly eye-catching against the plates of green vegetables.

Old Master Sang laughed awkwardly twice again.

"Hey, well, sorry for the joke~

You came back so suddenly that we didn't have time to prepare.

Just make do with it today and go shopping tomorrow."

Sangjia Village was still closed, and all food and daily necessities had to be purchased collectively. They came back at a bad time, as there were no good things left in every household.

I can't even borrow some if I want to.

After hearing this, Qin Yuling smiled at Mr. Sang indifferently.

Huo Lingxing had finished washing and restored his original appearance, but he still seemed to have not recovered from the blow. He had a gloomy face and ate his meal without saying a word.

Huo Lingxing, who had the highest status, did not speak, and no one else dared to say anything.

So the whole family ended this embarrassing day in awkward silence.

In the middle of the night, some people fall asleep, and they really fall asleep.

Some people appear to be asleep, and they really are asleep.

For example, Huo Lingxing and Shishi.

But the other members of Old Sang's family were all quietly sneaking into Wang's house.

Sang Qingqing and her two sisters looked at their little sister who was sleeping soundly in the dark, with a look of helplessness on their faces.

Didn’t grandma already say that we have to go to the meeting at this time?

The three of them had no choice but to carry the sleeping corpse and quietly go out.

As soon as the door was closed, Qin Yuling, who was sleeping in the room, slowly opened her eyes.

The old Sang family is also pitiful. If they want to tell some little secrets in their own home, they have to wait until the middle of the night when everyone is asleep.

After everyone arrived, Old Master Sang spoke to Sang Jiaan in a stealthy, low voice, as if he were meeting with a spy from an enemy country:

"Alright, Jia'an, tell me, what is this goddess you're talking about?"

It turned out that in the afternoon, Sang Jiaan only had time to mention to everyone that Huo Yunting and the others wanted to make his eighth sister a goddess. He was afraid that the three outsiders who had gone out would suddenly come back, so he did not say anything more.

After listening to what Grandpa Sang said, Sang Jia'an slowly told him why Shi Shi was regarded as a goddess.

Then he repeated the previous conversation between him and Huo Yunting.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Sang looked at Sang Jiaan with a look of satisfaction and said:

"Jia'an, you're right. Our Shishi can't be that damned goddess."

That is not a good job. When the people have a good life, they will only praise the emperor for this and that. When they have a bad life, they will put all the blame on that so-called saint.

Wang felt that her old man had missed the point.

She glared at the snoring girl with disappointment.

The dead girl didn't listen to any of her repeated warnings!

I thought she had grown up and become sensible this afternoon!

Before she could ask Sang Qingqing to wake the person up, she heard Sang Jiaan repeat Qin Yuling's proposal.

After Sang Jiaan finished speaking, the ignorant members of this family opened their mouths wide with a look of disbelief on their faces.

What?

Can the title of princess be exchanged for something or bought with money?

"Grandpa, I think what Miss Qin said makes sense.

I thought that my divine seed would be exposed sooner or later, so I might as well take it out myself and exchange it for a name with no real substance.

In this way, ordinary people really don't dare to have any ideas about Eighth Sister."

After hearing this, Mr. Sang pondered for a moment and nodded.

"But the divine seed belongs to Xiaoba, so we have to ask her own wishes on this matter."

Then, following Grandpa Sang's instructions, Sang Qingqing woke up the little zombie who was sleeping soundly in her arms.

When Shi Shi opened his eyes dazedly, he saw everyone in the room staring at him.

The corpse was stunned.

The corpse opened his sleepy eyes and looked confusedly at his second sister who was closest to him.

Isn’t the corpse sleeping in the bed?

In the past, corpses would be awakened by the slightest noise while sleeping.

Now I’m afraid it might have been stolen and sold, and she is still helping people count the silver in her sleep!

Seeing the little girl's puzzled face, Sang Jiaan repeated his proposal to change officials to her.

After listening to this, Shishi wrinkled his little face and shook his head.

"I do not want."

The corpse is already the Snow Princess, and I will be the corpse of the Snow Queen in the future.

I'm not interested in any other princess.

Then Shishi seemed to have thought of something, and with bright eyes, he asked Sang Jiaan:

"Can we change the king?

I want to be king!"