"Wuwuwu, our Morning Morning is too kind.”
"Chenchen, I want a bite too."
"I feel like there's a halo above Chenchen's head.”
"Chenchen, Mommy wants egg custard too.”
"Zhuang looks quite handsome like this.”
"The person above is a demon, right?"
…
Su Chen said that she would give him a bite, so he only gave him a bite.
Next, Su Chen squatted down and dug into the small bowl of egg soup. He ate a little slowly and in small bites. Compared to the average five-year-old who ate sloppily, he was simply a little angel.
He Jiong noticed that ever since Su Chen scooped a spoonful of egg soup for Zhuang, the old woman had been wiping her eyes and muttering in a low voice.
Her skin was dark and full of wrinkles. It was the vicissitudes of time.
Xiao Ju was sitting next to her, and after hearing her words, she looked at Su Chen in shock.
But no matter how he looked at it, it was still a five-year-old child.
She shook her head slightly and sighed with regret. When people were in despair, they might really only be able to entrust themselves to the gods that were imaginary.
The old woman's emotions were much calmer. Her slightly turbid eyes looked at Su Chen from time to time. After he finished digging up the entire bowl of egg soup, she stuffed the change into Su Chen's hand without any explanation. At the same time, she kept bowing, looking extremely devout.
"Thank you, Grandma."
When Huang Lei and the others found out about the old woman's living conditions and wanted to stop her, Su Chen reached out his small hand and took the handkerchief wrapped in money.
Her toot little hands slowly opened the handkerchief, picked out a brand new dollar, and returned the rest of the money along with the handkerchief.
"You can buy a few candies with one yuan. Grandma is so nice.”
The old woman's lips quivered twice, and tears could not help but fall again.
"I, I'll give it all to you. Grandma has money.”
However, Su Chen refused to accept it. Instead, he held the brand new one dollar and shook it twice."Grandma, I like this new one. Those are too old.”
He Jiong and Huang Lei secretly wiped the corners of their eyes.
Xiao Ju pouted and whispered,"Our Chenchen is really a little warm man."”
"Okay, then I'll change the money for you tomorrow, okay?”The old woman smiled awkwardly and put the money away.
She had lived to this age, so how could she not understand Su Chen's thoughts?
Just as she was about to turn around and bid farewell to Huang Lei, a muffled groan came from behind her.
It turned out that when Ah Zhuang saw his grandmother get up, he wanted to get up as well, but his movements were clumsy. As soon as he got up, he swayed. He lost his balance and fell on the table, knocking his head on the tea set on the table.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" Xiao Ju covered her mouth and quickly got up.
Peng Peng was close to him. He helped Zhuang up and examined his head carefully. He asked,"Does your head hurt?"
The old woman went forward to check again and patted Zhuang's head.""Ah Zhuang, don't cry, don't cry. It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Grandma hurts ~"
Huang Lei and He Jiong looked at Ah Zhuang's face carefully. They were relieved when they found that there was no change.
They were here to record a program and didn't want anyone to die or get injured.
However, He Jiong noticed that Ah Zhuang's eyes, which were clear and pure like a three or four-year-old child, were now a little complicated. His eyes were changing drastically.
The next moment, he heard Zhuang's surprised voice."Grandma? Where was this place? Why am I here? Didn't I go to work? Snakes, so many snakes…"The
live broadcast room exploded, and the bullet screen was filled with question marks.
"Oh my god, I have goosebumps.”
"Is the production team really not putting on a show?”
"Is this…done?"
"I'm fine after a fall. The novel is not lying to me.”
"Oh my god, Zhuang isn't stupid anymore.”
While
the comments went wild, the people in the room were also cursing in their hearts.
Especially Huang Lei and He Jiong.
They were the seniors of Mushroom Hut and the seniors of the entertainment industry. They had experienced a lot of things and at this age, they would rather believe that it was true. However, the old woman's one-sided belief that there were immortals in the mushroom house was too absurd. They didn't believe it at all.
What kind of god could there be in a mushroom house? Other than the few artistes, there was only the cameraman who was carrying the camera and the extremely stingy director. The rest were almost all assistants.
However…Ah Zhuang was alright.
He Jiong's complicated gaze fell on Ah Zhuang, who was hugging the old woman tightly. His body was trembling, and his eyes were full of fear. However, under the light and the old woman's comfort, he gradually calmed down.
"Grandma, it's too scary. There are so many snakes. I…"
"Grandma knows, Grandma knows, our Zhuang is the bravest, Grandma knows…Our ancestors bless us, little gods bless us, our Zhuang is really fine, alright, sob sob sob…"
The old and the young hugged each other and cried. Ju Jingyi, Zhang Xiaofeng, and Peng Peng looked at each other with confusion.
"Sister Xiao Ju, can I really recover after hitting my head?”Zhang Xiaofeng asked softly.
Ju Jingyi shook her head slowly."I don't know either. But it feels so magical."”
Even though she said that, her gaze would drift to Su Chen from time to time.
The old woman's words were like a curse that was swirling in her mind.
"Little Deity has blessed us, Little Deity has blessed us, ancestors have blessed us, Ah Zhuang will definitely recover, Little Deity has blessed us.”
So, Chenchen was…a little fairy?
Ju Jingyi shook her head violently. This was too ridiculous, right?
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