The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Xiao Jiale secretly gave his eighth sister a thumbs up in his heart.

His sister lied without hesitation.

But the little zombie didn't think he was lying, because he picked it up from the grass.

I just picked it up!

"Oh~ Did you pick it up when you were playing in the mountains today?"

Looking at the sword with cold light in the corner.

It's obvious that it has an extraordinary origin. What kind of person would leave such a sword in their remote mountain?

Old Man Sang felt vaguely uneasy.

Knowing that his granddaughter couldn't speak clearly, he turned to look at his grandson.

"Xiaojiu, tell me, what did you encounter when you went up the mountain today? How did you pick up this sword?"

"Ah?" Xiao Jiale was drooling over the big pork elbow on the table and didn't react for a moment.

His mother reminded him again, and he told everyone in detail what had happened on the mountain.

After hearing this, the women at the table all looked very unhappy.

"How can there be such a scoundrel in the world!" Sang Qingqing was extremely angry.

"He deserves to die!" Zhang said angrily.

Who wouldn’t be angry to hear that two good families were ruined by a scumbag?

Well, the version they heard was what Xiao Jiale thought.

The story of two ruthless men who, in order to avenge their wives, chased down a scoundrel over thousands of miles...

Of course, he added some exaggerations.

"Alright, alright, it has nothing to do with us anyway, just live your own life."

"My dear, do you know how to eat these things?" There are four unmarried daughters in the family, and Wang doesn't want them to hear these dirty things.

"Yeah! Got it!"

Although some little zombies have never eaten it, he has seen others eat it.

Knowing that I couldn't explain it clearly, I just demonstrated to everyone how to eat it one by one.

When she demonstrated the mantis shrimp, the expressions of the people around her were distorted.

"Eighth sister, is this really edible?" Looking at the mantis shrimp picked up by her sister, Sang Jiajia interrupted her and asked again worriedly.

"hold head high!"

The little zombie didn't explain much and started peeling shrimps.

He was slurping the soup off the shell while peeling it, and he looked so enjoying it.

After the demonstration was complete, Wang held her granddaughter's hand and gave her many instructions.

"My dear! Don't ever take anything out again!"

If someone saw this, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Take it!" The corpse waved his hand to refuse grandma's request.

Even if they don't want to eat it, the corpse itself will eat it!

"Then you must not take it out when there are outsiders around, okay?"

Seeing her granddaughter's decisive refusal, Wang didn't dare to force her.

After all, they knew very little about their granddaughter's magical powers and were afraid that their request might affect something.

The corpse thought about this request and nodded in agreement.

As long as it doesn't affect her eating.

"Okay, let's eat quickly!"

The smell in the room was no longer as strong, and the old man told everyone to start eating.

Because my granddaughter refused to take all these things back.

In case someone finds out, we have to get rid of them quickly.

A gust of wind blew away the remaining clouds.

Several people kept stroking their stomachs.

It’s so overwhelming!

"I didn't expect that the thing called stinky tofu smells bad but tastes delicious!" Sang Jiaming said with some lingering feeling.

"Yes, yes! It's a pity that you don't have the good fortune to eat it!" Sang Tiezi is also crazy about stinky tofu.

Looking at the female relatives who were hiding far away, I felt sorry for them.

"Hey, my girl, why don't you take out the one you just took back and let daddy have a taste!"

Sang Tiezi, who has been deeply captivated by the stinky food, is now thinking about the snail noodles that he had just despised.

"What? If you want to eat it, go to the toilet and eat it yourself. Don't bother us here!" Wang was still frightened by the taste.

Why does this son have such a strong taste!

The little zombie was very easy to talk to. She held her breath and took out the snail noodles that her father had been craving for.

Then Sang Tiezi was kicked out of the main room, and Sang Jiaming followed him happily.

Looking at the backs of the two people, everyone shook their heads in disgust.

Just as the family was happily having dinner, cries of grief were heard from several families in the village.

It turned out that the families of the friends who went up the mountain with us today all discovered their green tongues.

After a series of beatings, threats and concerned inquiries, the huge group of people all headed towards Old Sang's house.

Sang Tiezi and his son were enjoying themselves in the yard!

Then I heard the sound of "bang bang bang" knocking on the door.

"Open the door! Open the door quickly!"

Sang Tiezi kicked his son on the butt and pointed at the door, "Go open the door!"

You have no respect for your parents and are trying to steal my food!

Sang Jiaming, who had seen through everything, looked at the empty bowl reluctantly and ran to open the door silently.

"Uncle Xi, what are you doing?" He was startled by the group of people standing at the door.

"Your Xiaoba and... Yue~"

The leader, Sang Xi, walked in while asking questions, but before he took two steps, he turned around and left the yard.

With a bad look on his face, he asked, "Did your toilet explode?"

"No, no!" Sang Jiaming scratched his head honestly, wondering why so many people came to his house so late.

"Uncle, aunt, please come in first! I'll go call my grandpa." After saying that, he turned around and ran to the main room to call people.

Everyone covered their noses and said they didn't really want to go in.

But the safety of the children is more important. I’ll find those two kids and ask them first.

The group put on masks of pain and walked in again.

When Sang Xi and others walked into the yard, they saw Sang Lao San sitting there with a bowl in his hand, eating something with grunts.

He took a few steps closer and was about to say hello when Sang Xi, with his keen senses, smelled the unspeakable smell coming from his bowl.

His expression suddenly became indescribable, and the words he wanted to say hello turned out to be "Are you eating shit?"

Sang Tiezi: ...Is it polite?

Oh, sorry, no one in Sangjia Village is polite.

Everyone wanted to say this, but held back when they saw the colorful colors constantly changing beneath his dark skin.

Only eyes can speak.

The main one is polite, but not much.

Sang Tiezi was so embarrassed that he ran away.

But in the eyes of others, he was just going to the backyard with an empty bowl to "get more food".

......

"What happened?"

Old Master Sang led his family out and saw that the yard was full of people.

My heart skipped a beat!

Could it be that Lao Ba was seen changing things outside today?

"Uncle, I'm here to ask what your children gave our children to eat today?"

Thinking only of comforting his son, he didn't think of anything else and quickly pulled his son who was walking behind him to explain the reason.

"All of our children said they were poisoned after eating something your child gave them."

"Yes! Look at the mountain in my home, it's tongue-green. It's obvious that it's been poisoned!" Erhu's father had a sad face and was sweating profusely.

After hearing the explanation, Mr. Sang felt relieved and probably guessed the reason.