The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Wang tapped Shishi's forehead with her finger in annoyance, then walked over to Mr. Sang, snatched the cigarette away, and left him the pack that Shishi had taken out.

Seeing this, Shishi stuck out her tongue guiltily, and while her grandmother turned around to light the cigarette, she secretly made a crying face to her grandfather.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

After Wang finished smoking, she turned around and saw the old man and the child making trouble. Naturally, she was not in a good mood.

The old man and the child, who were making faces at each other just now, became obedient immediately after hearing the voice.

"Hey, grandma, come here."

Shisi smiled sweetly, pulled her grandmother to the bedside, and waved her little hand on the bed.

The next moment, dozens of gold ingots of various sizes appeared on the bed.

Wang was stunned for a moment, then silently took out a silver ingot from her arms and stared at the corpse.

The return date of this trip to the capital was uncertain and there might be danger, so she gave all the travel expenses to Xiao Wang in advance. However, she was afraid that if her granddaughter's magic suddenly failed, she would not even be able to get enough money to survive.

I just wanted to go out and give her some money.

When Shishi came back from his last study trip, he saw the plates of vegetables on the table for dinner and guessed that his family might not have enough money to eat meat.

So this time, not only did the corpse put a lot of meat in the kitchen in advance, but he was also worried that they would finish eating before he came back. What if his mother became thin due to hunger?

"Hehe~ Grandma, this is my way of showing my filial piety to you!"

Wang looked at the little girl in front of her who was lively and cheerful, smiling and saying that she wanted to be filial to her. She couldn't help but think of the past eight years. Her eyes suddenly turned red and she was speechless for a long time.

Mr. Sang's eyes also turned red.

Sour!

Wow, there's such a huge difference between the two!

A quarter of an hour later, when Shishi was driven out by her grandmother, she left with dozens of gold ingots and a silver ingot.

As the corpse walked, he muttered:

"It's strange, there are times when this money can't be spent?"

When Shishi returned to his room, his brothers and sisters had already cleared out his things.

On the other side, the three Sang Qingqing sisters started to check curiously before they had time to tidy up.

I wanted to know what those strange things my sister gave them were, so I watched the video as Shisi instructed. After watching for a long time, I finally understood it.

Seeing that the sisters were particularly interested in making sweet potato noodles these days, Shisi prepared various videos of making food and handicrafts for them, and those strange objects were the various tools and raw materials that might be used.

But Shi could never have imagined that what she originally thought was a small hobby would eventually be developed by her sisters into a wealthy person.

At five o'clock in the morning, Sangjia Village was still shrouded in the bright moonlight. Every household was silent, but there was only one house where candles were lit again.

There was a new carriage in the yard of Old Sang's family, and except for the two little ones who were still asleep, the rest of the family members were busy running back and forth, no one knew what was going on.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Liu and her mother-in-law, Mrs. Wang, had an argument over a kitchen knife.

"Mom! They can't use this thing, why did you bring it to them?"

The last time Shishi went out, she spent the whole day at home looking for a kitchen knife...

Wang rolled her eyes and immediately retorted:

"Who says it's useless? What if they get tired of dry food on the road and want to eat something hot?

Besides, even if you don’t cook, it’s good to have it for self-defense.”

The control of ironware in Daxia was strict, and the only weapons that people like them could buy were kitchen knives and hatchets.

After Wang said this, she ignored her eldest daughter-in-law's obstruction, picked up the spatula and a few bowls beside her, and went out on her own.

Liu was speechless. This old lady really doted on Shishi.

She complained in her heart as she walked out, but after taking only two steps she stepped back.

"Mom, what a fool! She didn't even know how many pairs of chopsticks to bring."

Bring only a bowl but no chopsticks, and eat with your hands?

Liu quickly picked up a few pairs of chopsticks and went after her old lady.

Shishi was taken out of bed by her mother in the morning. Her eyes just opened a crack, squinted, and then immediately widened.

Where did this beauty come from?

Oh, it turns out to be my mother!

Corpse grinned foolishly.

"Mom is so beautiful today!"

Xiao Wang had a pretty oval face. Today she changed out of the coarse linen clothes she usually wore and put on a brand new lavender satin skirt. Her long black hair was also carefully tied up. Although she was not wearing any makeup, she could be considered a beautiful lady.

"Just your sweet mouth!"

Little Wang felt a little embarrassed by the praise and tapped her daughter's forehead. Then she saw her rough hand, withdrew her hand and subconsciously hid it in her sleeve.

This was the first time she wore such nice clothes. My daughter bought them when she went back to the county last time. Her family had always been reluctant to let her wear them, but this time they were going to the capital, and her mother-in-law said that they should dress decently, otherwise they would be looked down upon.

Shishi was also dressed in a lotus pink dress by her mother, with two small flower buds on her head and two small braids on both sides, which made Shishi look cute and a little playful.

After the corpse was cleaned up, the whole Sang family sat together and finished their last breakfast amidst constant reminders and instructions.

"Shishi, are you guys packed? Can we set off now?"

Outside the courtyard gate, people from the Huo family stopped in two carriages, and Huo Lingxing's voice came from the carriages.

"Hey, here it comes!"

The warm atmosphere was destroyed, and no matter how reluctant they were, everyone had to get up and see Shi Shi and the others off.

The Sang family escorted them all the way to the village gate, and the Huo family had no choice but to come down and accompany them as they walked out of the village.

This time when Shishi was thrown out was different from the last time. This time, both inside and outside the gate were crowded with people who came to see him off.

There was even a row of people standing on the wall, but it seemed like they were holding something in their hands.

Huo Lingxing squinted his eyes and saw, wow, it’s Mucang again!

Is it never going to end?

After Shishi and his companions said a brief goodbye to the village chief and elders at the village entrance, they got on the carriage without any further delay.

The three carriages were driven by three Yuns. At Huo Yunting's command, the three men raised and lowered the whips in their hands.

Along with the neighing of the horse, there was a series of continuous banging sounds coming from behind.

Everyone in the carriage was startled and quickly leaned out to check.

When he turned around, he saw that on the high wall behind him, villagers holding wooden warehouses stood upright with solemn expressions, and a young man in the middle was facing the sky with a wooden warehouse.

These cries sounded like a farewell to Shi Shi, and also like a final warning to the Huo family.

The sound of the wooden warehouse fell, the wheels turned, and the carriage slowly drove towards the capital city facing the rising sun.

The distance from Sangjia Village to the capital city would have taken about twenty days if the carriage had traveled normally.

But this time, because the team escorting the divine seeds moved slowly, Shishi and his companions took a whole month to reach the capital.