It is difficult for Zhang Haichao to describe his mood in words.

Is it the shattering of some kind of beautiful fantasy or the sadness of an unexpected coincidence or the admiration of goddess Xiaoya's strong patience... From eating Kentucky to watching the whole movie, the strange smell drifted around Zhang Haichao's nose, but there was no flaw in the goddess' expression.

Zhang Haichao secretly sighed that he was so calm that he was worthy of being the girl I like.

He looked at Xiaoya getting into the taxi, while he stood there in a daze, unable to recover.

Tail Mao said to Zhang Haichao: "This time, do you know I am a fox fairy?"

Zhang Haichao nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, you are much more reliable than the Dianxian Penxian! If I can completely capture Xiaoya's heart, you can do whatever you want me to do!"

The passing aunt shook her head: "Another child who was stunned when watching TV series." This made her determined to watch more TV series for the next generation to protect them.

Tail hair smiled: "You are still sensible. Although I am a fox fairy, I never do business without a lot. I want you to kowtow to me for a hundred times first, then go to a place, take the bracelet I gave you, and stay there for twelve hours, well... it's twenty-four hours. Then, I will give you another magical hair. As long as you tie your hair and this hair together, and then mix it in water and make people drink it, the person who drinks it will fall in love with you wholeheartedly!"

So despicable!

I like!

Zhang Haichao was so excited that his sponge body swelled. He nodded desperately: "I will definitely keep my promise. Lord Fox Fairy, you must not lie to me! Where is the bracelet?" He could no longer help but rush into the hole.

Tail Mao said: "You go home first and prepare, and the bracelet is on your desk. There will be a symphony concert tomorrow night in Zhaoping Theater. Change your clothes well, and I will help you get in."

Zhang Haichao wished he could go home and provide the fox fairy with him.

No, he must offer it!

I just arrived home.

There was a room full of people sitting in the living room, including his aunt and uncle, second aunt and second uncle, aunt and uncle... including his depressed father Zhang Youwei.

Zhang Youwei calmly told his son: "Why did you come back so late to visit your grandpa's grave?"

Zhang Haichao refused, so he got the furry bracelet mentioned by the Fox Fairy, and was carried by a whole family onto a van and drove to Baiqing Town more than ten kilometers away.

There are several small hills near Baiqing Town, which were surrounded by local residents, but they did not plant trees, and they specialized in buying and burning incense for people to see the graves. To put it bluntly, this is a tomb mountain dedicated to offering sacrifices.

Looking from afar through the car glass, Zhang Haichao saw large tombstones looming in the mountains and forests. He was a firm atheist before and was not afraid of this thing at all. Since the fox fairy appeared, he was not afraid of it, and it was all fake.

What if there is really a ghost!

"Dad, can I stay in the car?" Zhang Haichao protested weakly.

Zhang Youwei grabbed Zhang Haichao's ear and said, "Your grandpa loved you the most before. Anyone else would not go, but you must go." He dragged Zhang Haichao, who was extremely reluctant, out of the car.

He greeted the residents guarding the mountain. The pedestrian walked through the wide farmhouse courtyard and went up the mountain through a fence gate. There were pheasants and oxen on the mountain, and they were not afraid of seeing people.

Arrive at the grave.

Zhang Haichao was angry. His father's feet, which had just kicked on his butt, still hurt. Suddenly, the soul of the naughty child was burning. He solemnly kowtowed three times to his grandfather, put in incense, and suddenly fell to the ground and twitched, spitting white foam in his mouth.

The adults were anxious and surrounded them.

Before Zhang Youwei could see clearly, Zhang Haichao flew up and sat up, rolled his eyes, and sneered gloomy: "You... finally... come to see me..."

"Dad has appeared!"

His second uncle was so scared that he was sucked over.

My aunt was so scared that she cried.

Zhang Youwei was also shocked. He stared at Zhang Haichao for a while, but he was still angry. He was a medical practitioner and was the chief surgeon in the hospital before. When he was a doctor, he could not believe in ghosts and gods. Even if he had tripe, Baiye and Brain Flower could eat it, he would be very fragrant.

He is the former director expert, how could he be scared by a naughty child?

Zhang Youwei was so angry that he picked up Zhang Haichao and took off his pants, thrust at Bai Huahua's butt, cursing: "CNM's little beast, come back late, is it delaying your father's business, is it right? It's pretending to be a ghost to scare the adults!"

Obviously, the first two reasons that made him even more angry.

Zhang Haichao cried and struggled: "I am really your father!"

"Me!" Zhang Youwei was so angry that his fingers were trembling, "Okay, Zhang Haichao, I won't let you behave properly in front of my grandfather today. I changed my name to Da Sizi! Kneel down and kowtow to your grandfather. You are not allowed to stop if you kowtow a hundred times."

Duangduangduang, knocking Zhang Haichao at the photo of his grandfather made Zhang Haichao dizzy and starry-catching. Zhang Youwei kicked his butt, and he cried while crying, and finally burst into tears.

My uncle advised: "Third brother, forget it. The child is still young, isn't it normal to make some mistakes? Don't punish too much, just let him know the lesson. Well, it's almost time to get 400."

Zhang Youwei nodded in agreement: "There are only 100, continue!"

Zhang Haichao knelt for half an hour and was stunned by the other families who also came to visit the grave. He couldn't help but sigh: "There are too few such filial children now. I guess the old man will be relieved."

Back in the car.

Zhang Haichao has always maintained a dementia expression.

He hugged his legs in the back seat, staring at his fingers in a daze, and naturally said to himself in a vicissitudes of life that no one could hear: "I finally kowtowed myself 400 times last time!"

Tail hair whispered in his ears: "Old man, hurry up and get off your grandson, be careful to affect your grandson's seven souls and six spirits."

It was his grandfather who really appeared just now!

Zhang Haichao was wronged, his grandfather was sad, and both grandfather doubted life. It was Zhang Haichao who was distressed, and it was his grandfather who was frustrated.

"Grandpa, you are still alive," he asked carefully.

Grandpa Sun occupied Zhang Haichao's ear on the other side and replied: "I've died long ago."

"You suddenly came out and didn't say hello, as my father almost beat me to death!" Zhang Haichao couldn't help but complain.

Grandpa Sun said helplessly: "My good grandson, my dear grandfather loves the most when he was alive, your father and you. I finally saw my family again. I was too anxious and wanted to talk to my family and tell them the result of the next period of horse betting. Last week, a new man from Xiangjiang came to the grave next door. He used to be the chairman of the Marseille Association and secretly told me the tricks inside."

Zhang Haichao felt even more aggrieved: "It's good to have a dream, but look, it hurts me."

"I would have dreams. Grandpa, an old man who has been dead for many years, was so confused that he couldn't even explain his words. Just yesterday, he suddenly smelled a fairy spirit in the city. The old man in the whole mountain woke up and shouted to go and see it." Grandpa Sun explained.

Tail hair smiled and told Zhang Haichao: "Joy, you are the same place you are going to like your grandpa."

Zhang Haichao was stunned.

The old ghosts on the entire mountain woke up the funeral home in the city. Wouldn’t there be more ghosts awakening in the morgue!
Chapter completed!