The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Xiao Jiale was so scared by his mother at this moment.

Four years old!

No matter how smart a child is, how smart can he be?

Isn't this what his mother said: he was poisoned.

He also thought that his life was over!

"Mom, let's go get a doctor! Let's see if she can be saved." Looking at Zhang, who was so frightened that her face turned pale, Sang Tiezhu reminded her.

Just when Sang Tieniu was about to run to find a doctor, the little zombie finally squeezed into the crowd and saw his brother's green tongue.

This situation is so familiar!

He said firmly, "It's okay!"

"Girl, do you know what's going on?" Sang Tiezi looked at her with confusion.

"Dyeing!" The little zombie nodded in response.

Everyone looked incredulous when they heard this.

"What could stain your tongue like this?" Sang Jiafa asked in shock.

"This!" The little zombie took out another piece of candy and showed it to everyone.

......

"Sigh~"

"Sigh~"

"Lying on the grass!"

"Oh my goodness!"

......

There was silence in the yard for a moment.

Exclamations came one after another.

Because they saw with their own eyes that there was a big colorful round cake in Lao Ba's hand.

After Wang calmed down, she hurriedly ordered, "Boss, go lock the gate!"

He pursed his lips tightly and pulled the little zombie into the main room with a serious expression.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, the others followed him into the house without saying a word.

Sang Tiezi walked at the end, looking around at the wall.

See if anyone is climbing over the wall and eavesdropping.

In the main room, Mrs. Wang was no longer as kind to her granddaughter as before, but stared at her with a serious face.

"Xiao Ba, can you tell me where this comes from?" Wang pointed to the colorful big round cake in her hand.

"Mine!" the little zombie asked in confusion.

Didn’t you see her taking it?

Wang stared at her for a long time without saying a word, as if she had guessed something but couldn't believe it.

"I know! Eighth Sister will become delicious! Lots of delicious food!"

Xiao Jiale knew that he couldn't do it, so he became energetic again.

"How do you know? Has anyone else seen your sister transforming things?" asked Old Man Sang in a deep voice.

"No, didn't I tell you that on the day Eighth Sister got better, she gave me a big pancake to eat, and she also gave me a lot of delicious food in the mountains..." The little brother answered weakly.

Everyone:......

Everyone thought he was just talking nonsense.

Who would believe that something can appear out of thin air?

"You stupid kid! Why don't you just explain such a big thing nicely?" Zhang was also annoyed.

He slapped his son on the butt a few times.

My son almost got into big trouble this time!

This time the slaps were real!

The little brother cried out in pain.

Little Brother: If you don’t believe me, blame me!

"Okay, stop hitting the child. It's not his fault, it's our fault." Old Master Sang stopped Zhang from slapping him again.

"I'm so careless. The two kids went a whole day and night in the mountains without food or water. When they came back and slept for a while, they didn't even complain of hunger. I should have realized something was wrong!"

Old Master Sang sighed deeply and waved to his granddaughter.

"Xiao Ba, come to grandpa."

The little zombie felt that everyone's emotions were different from usual, and they were looking at him strangely.

She looked at her grandmother and then at her mother anxiously.

Seeing this, Wang patted her hand soothingly and said, "It's okay. Go, go to your grandfather."

Although Xiao Wang was also very panicked, she still nodded and motioned her to go.

Although I don’t know what the old man is going to do, the final say in this family lies in his hands.

Seeing that his mother and grandmother let him pass, the little zombie had no choice but to slowly move to his grandfather.

Although she was completely confident that she could knock down everyone present and ensure her own safety.

But she didn't want to hurt them.

I don’t like the current atmosphere either.

"Be good, don't be afraid, Grandpa will protect you."

Seeing his little granddaughter lowering her head as if waiting for judgment, Grandpa Sang touched her head lovingly and comforted her softly.

"Can you tell Grandpa how you got better?"

The little zombie shook his head in confusion.

"Then can you tell grandpa what you took out?" Grandpa Sang asked, nodding at the popcorn.

"Sugar!"

"Brother, I'm hungry!"

The little zombie pointed at his brother and then at himself.

"Sister, give it!"

Old Master Sang pretended to understand something and said, "Oh~ You mean Xiaojiu told you he was hungry, and then you transformed him into food, right?"

The little zombie frowned and shook his head "No!"

The tone emphasizes "Yes!"

She is not Balala the Fairies, why is she transforming?

"Where did you get it, Xiaoba?"

......

The little zombie's brain is stuck again.

Because she didn't know how to explain space.

After all, she is only eight years old and not old enough to read novels. How would she know about space, superpowers, etc.

Even if it was the end of the world and humans had awakened various superpowers, no one would come to educate a zombie.

so!

Shishi only knew that when he closed his eyes, he could see a scene that looked like he was looking down at a city from a very high altitude.

You will get what you want, and if your idea is not clear, similar things will come out randomly.

For example, last time the corpse was thinking about drinking, and what came out was a bottle of red wine.

"Here!" The little zombie pointed to his clever little head.

Mr. Sang asked hesitantly, "You mean from your head?"

His response was a nod like a chick pecking at rice.

Old Master Sang looked at everyone, not knowing whether to believe this.

Everyone had an expression that was hard to describe.

What can they say?

I'm all confused!

"Grandpa! I understand!" Sang Jiajia suddenly shouted.

Her mother, Mrs. Liu, slapped her in anger and said, "What are you doing butting in on, little kid?"

Sang Jiajia pursed her lips and fell silent.

"It's okay, Sixth Sister, tell me what you know." No one said anything, and Grandpa Sang decided to listen to what his sixth granddaughter thought.

"My grandfather told me to say it, and I said it." Sang Jiajia stood up happily and looked at her mother with a proud look on her face.

Grandpa has already spoken, how can her mother still beat her?

Liu rolled her eyes at her and said nothing.

Sang Jiajia didn't waste any more time and immediately expressed her thoughts.

"Grandpa, this is what I think, am I right? Our Eighth is now very clear that she must have some magical powers. Since she said that things come from her brain, does that mean that using this magical power will ruin your brain?"

After taking a breath, she looked at her grandmother and said, "Could it be that our Eighth Child isn't actually stupid, but was just too young when he was in Auntie's womb, and his brain got ruined by trying to save her? No, it was because he overused his brain! Yes, he overused his brain! That's why it took him eight years to recover?"

The more Wang listened, the more she understood the point, and she nodded in agreement.

This statement seems more reliable than what she said, that her soul was taken away by God.

The rest of the people also felt that what Lao Liu said was right and that this was the case.