The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Seeing this, the eldest, fourth and fifth brothers also turned their attention to the third brother Sang Jiaan who came up with the idea.

Sang Jia'an looked at the group of people, young and old, whose faces couldn't hide the excitement, and held his forehead in silence.

Originally thinking that business was more important, he wanted to refuse harshly, but just as the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Without him.

His grandfather's eyes gradually widened into bells, my grandmother lifted her legs to take off her shoes, and his parents clenched their fists...

The young man sighed, this group of teammates is really hard to lead!

"We don't have much ammunition, so each of you can just try it, okay?"

Everyone simply ignored the first and middle half of his sentence, and only heard the question "Is it okay?", and nodded vigorously with shining eyes.

"Go, go, go!"

.......

So the four brothers who had stayed up all night last night and had only learned half of the skills now acted as teachers, teaching everyone how to build a wooden warehouse.

When the explanation was being given, everyone listened very attentively and with great quality, but unfortunately when it came to the actual practice...

Several old men and old lady Wang started to fight with Sang Jiale for the mechanical wooden warehouse.

Don’t other people like the mechanical wooden warehouse?

No, I don’t dare to argue with these old guys.

But Sang Jiale was different. Relying on the fact that he was a little kid, he clung to Mu Cang tightly, crying and making a fuss and refusing to let go.

His ears were pulled red by his mother, but he refused to let go.

He felt that this thing was much more powerful than the transformation device that could never transform into Tiga. From now on, this would be the light of his faith and his life-long weapon!

Seeing that these old people and one child were in a stalemate, Sang Jiahe laughed and shook his head, then squeezed in with the others.

"Jia Le, be obedient. You are too young to control yourself."

Sang Jiale seemed to be possessed by a demon. He would not listen to anyone and kept shouting with a stubborn face:

"Not little anymore, Jiale is five years old!"

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Sang Jiahe simply stopped arguing with him and just narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Grandma, grandpas, why don't you let me take him out to play first."

As the eldest among the grandchildren, Sang Jiahe rarely smiles in order to intimidate his younger siblings. He only smiles gently when facing his younger sisters.

But at this moment, several old men saw the sneer on his lips, nodded in agreement, and silently mourned for the little bastard in their hearts for a moment.

Sang Jiale got what he wanted and grinned foolishly, then he lay down like his brother did.

Then he raised his head and looked at his elder brother with his wet puppy eyes, with a look of what's next?

Sang Jiahe just glanced at him lightly without explaining much. Instead, he leaned over and held his brother's small body in his arms.

He held his brother's right hand on the trigger with his right hand, and leaned his left shoulder against the back seat of the wooden gun.

After confirming that there was no one in front, when Sang Jiale was still confused and didn't understand what his elder brother was going to do, he heard his elder brother say in a deep voice:

"Hold your breath, concentrate, and look straight ahead!"

Upon hearing this, Sang Jiale's face immediately turned stern, not daring to breathe, his eyes fixed on the place where the rock was previously broken.

Sang Jiahe could naturally sense the reaction of the little man under him. He saw that his whole body was tense and he didn't dare to breathe.

Sang Jiahe couldn't help but chuckle, and his voice was softer than before.

"Boy, let's get started!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tapping sound rang out again.

But this time it only lasted for a few breaths.

But just these few breaths were enough for Sang Jiale to feel happy.

His eyes were dazed and his face was pale.

Sang Jiahe took a look, nodded, and smiled with satisfaction.

You little bastard, I can’t fix you!

Even though his elder brother was using his shoulder to support the back seat of the wooden warehouse, the residual force, the vibration of the ground, and the banging sound that exploded right next to his ears were more than he could bear at his age.

At this moment, Sang Jiale felt his head buzzing, dizzy and wanted to vomit.

He used up his last bit of strength, struggled to get up, staggered to the side and vomited violently.

When everyone saw his pitiful appearance, they either tutted their lips or turned their heads and continued to wait for the actual practice.

At this moment, even Shishi, the sister who protected her brother the most, did not go up to say a word of comfort.

Humph, you dare to argue with her?

Should!

In the end, Sang Jiahe directly drove the elderly people to Shoumucang.

The small ones couldn't handle this mechanical wooden warehouse, and those with old limbs couldn't handle it even more.

The old men and women occupied the wooden warehouse, and the young people also willingly changed their positions and lined up to wait for the wooden warehouse.

Shi Shi had no interest in these things. He had seen a lot of them in another world before, and he was arrogant and thought that his abilities were better than these things.

Shisi looked at her grandmother happily, holding a wooden box in one hand and covering her ears with the other. When she put down the wooden box, her facial features frowned tightly.

Tsk, to be honest, this looks a bit cowardly.

The corpse felt that his grandmother shouldn't look like this. His eyes rolled around, revealing a row of small white teeth.

"Grandma!"

Wang, who had just found the feeling, was nervously preparing to press the button and push the wooden key, when she heard the clear voice of her little granddaughter behind her.

When Shishi saw her grandmother put down her hand that was holding the wooden can and turned around to look at her, she smiled and trotted forward.

Shishi took the glove from her grandmother's hand and put it into her grandfather's hand. Then she took out two small silver glove from her sleeve and put them back into her grandmother's hand.

Both the appearance and workmanship are much more refined than the previous black one.

"Grandma, this is for you."

Wang looked at the thing in her hand with some surprise and shock, then raised her eyes and looked at her granddaughter in disbelief.

"Is this for me?"

Shishi nodded heavily.

"Grandma, can you take a handful in each hand and hold it up for me to see?"

Wang was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then did as her granddaughter said.

However, she did not raise her hand directly to point the wooden hatch at the corpse, but turned sideways to face the empty side.

Shishi crossed her chest with one hand and supported her chin with the other, paced back and forth, looked around her breasts twice, and nodded frequently.

Mm, just right!

"Grandma, let's not practice the Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flower anymore. I found one that suits you better."

Wang Shi became more excited when she heard this, and hurried forward and asked curiously:

"What is it?

Could it be more suitable for me?"

Wang felt that the skill called Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers was quite suitable for her.

Shishi nodded again with certainty.

“Old lady with two guns!

This one is perfect for you!"

The first time the corpse saw grandma pick up the wooden bin, these five words came to his mind.

But when Wang heard the name, she frowned.

How is this suitable for me?

This name doesn't suit me at all!

Wang's old face gradually became bitter.

"My dear, um, this, this... do you think this is really suitable for grandma?"

Shishi thought about the image of his grandmother holding the wooden gun in both hands, and felt that the old woman with two guns was materialized at that moment.

So the corpse didn't notice grandma's expression at this moment, but nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Really!"