Mi Bao was three and a half years old, and was favored by the big bosses in the capital

Chapter 25 The Hexagram of Death

Not only Mi Bao, Liu Lang also leaned tightly to Da Lang's right.

Goro looked at Mibao on Dalang's left, and then at Liulang on Dalang's right, subconsciously puffed out his small chest, and his little dark face tightened.

The least nervous one was Shiro, he strode forward as if he had arrived at his own home, took off his shoes, stepped on the straw mat, dragged a futon mat under his buttocks, and leaned closer to the back , smiled and said: "Master, I'm here to see you!"

Goddess Song: "..."

Shiro: "Master? Master!"

Under Shiro's persevering call, Goddess Song's neck twisted slightly, "Oh, isn't this my precious apprentice who took the initiative to send to the door?"

Shiro smiled happily: "Master, you are willing to recognize me again!"

Goddess Song's voice was weak: "Apprentice, I'm hungry."

The smile on Shiro's face fell, and he said with a straight face, "Here we go again."

Goddess Song turned her head, her body fell to the side, and she stretched lazily like a cat, "I'm starving to death..."

Da Lang and the others were startled by this sudden move, and they all took a step back.

Only Shiro stood still, and then sighed deeply: "Let's do a fortune teller for us after eating."

Goddess Song didn't move or make a sound.

Shiro sighed again, got up, put on his shoes, and went out.

"Fourth brother wait for me!"

Liu Lang was a little afraid of staying with Goddess Song, and immediately followed Shi Lang like a little tail.

Mi Bao didn't follow, but subconsciously hugged Da Lang's leg tightly.

Goro stood where Liulang originally stood, "Brother, shall we also follow Brother Four?"

Dalang nodded, and took Mi Bao and Goro out.

After Shiro came out of the house, he went to the stove house, rummaged through it with ease, and then started to cook.

Liu Lang rubbed his eyes, "Is this the fourth brother? He is too lazy to cook at home, so he took the initiative to cook here?"

Goro put his arms around his chest and complained with a stern face: "Fourth brother, you are too much! You are lazy when cooking for us, and you are so active when cooking for others!"

Shiro grabbed a handful of spinach and stuffed it into Goro's hand, "Be diligent, help me wash the dishes!"

Goro widened his eyes, grabbed him and stuffed the dish back, "Why should I wash it for you? Do your own thing, you wash it!"

Shiro shrugged, and handed the dish to Liulang, "Sure enough, it's you, Xiaoliu, at the critical moment."

Goro pulled Liulang behind him, "Huh, don't always think about letting Xiaoliu do the work for you, today you have to do it yourself!"

Shiro: "My master always charges people for fortune-telling. Now I can cook her a meal and ask her to help calculate the affairs of the second brother and the others. Are you still not happy? Why, you pay for the fortune-telling?"

Goro: "..."

He did not expect this.

Mi Bao came to Shiro and raised his hands, "Fourth Brother, Mi Bao can be washed!"

"I'll come." Dalang took the food, "Liu Lang and Mi Bao watched the fire in the stove, and Goro helped Shiro."

The eldest brother spoke, and the others had no objections, and acted obediently.

Not long after, a big bowl of hot egg and vegetable noodles was ready.

With Dalang holding the noodles, Shiro and the others returned to the main room.

Goddess Song was still lying there in her original posture, the cloak hat covering her head fell off, her black and white hair was disheveled, and her face could not be seen clearly at all.

Shiro took the noodles from Dalang's hand and put them on the straw mat, "Master, do you want to eat the egg noodles just out of the pan?"

Goddess Song moved her body and sat up abruptly.

She shrugged her nose, turned around, looked at the steaming bowl of noodles on the straw mat, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the noodles without saying a word, and began to eat with a snort.

Goddess Song ate very boldly, eating chopstick after chopstick fast and big mouthfuls, almost without pause.

Mi Bao had never seen a person who ate so fast, he could compete with the hungry Xiao Huang, and was dumbfounded.

In a blink of an eye, a large bowl of noodles was drained, leaving no noodle soup.

Goddess Song put down the bowls and chopsticks, stretched her waist with a sigh, and lay down on the straw mat with her arms outstretched.

She tilted her head slightly, then looked at Dalang and the others standing at the door, and then turned her gaze back to Shiro, "Little ghost, it's not enough for you to come alone, you have to bring other little ghosts to trouble me, right? ?”

Shiro laughed, "Master said this, how could he bring someone to bother you? We want to ask Master for help."

Goddess Song: "Master? Who is your master? Don't bark."

Shiro: "...you eat and deny people again!"

Goddess Song rolled her eyes and ignored Shiro.

Shiro: "Master, my father and the others went to the Huang's house to redeem my brothers. I didn't expect the Huang's words to be ignored. They only released my fifth brother and kept my second and third brothers from being redeemed. It's too bad!"

Goddess Song replied casually: "Well, it's pretty bad."

Shiro: "Our family definitely can't just forget it like this, but we still have to find a way. We really want to know when the second brother and the third brother will be able to go home. Master, can you help us figure it out?"

Goddess Song remained silent.

Shiro poked her with his finger: "Master? Master, can you help me?"

Goddess Song: "Don't be so close, I'm not your master. Take your people away, I don't have time to play with your children."

No matter what Shiro said, Mistress Song was unmoved.

Goro was impatient and asked Shiro, "Is it okay?"

Shiro took a deep breath, "Master, if you don't help, I'll tell your secret."

Mistress Song sat up like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, "Stinky boy, are you threatening me?"

Shiro didn't speak, just squinted at Goddess Song and smiled.

Goddess Song stared at him for a long time, then tossed three copper coins to Shiro angrily: "Du Diu Diu!"

Shiro picked up the copper coin with a smile, and threw it casually on the straw mat.

Seeing this, Da Lang approached subconsciously.

Mi Bao and the others didn't even have any fear of Goddess Song, so they approached curiously.

Shiro: "Master, it's done."

Goddess Song rolled her eyes casually and then looked away, but she quickly looked over again. She lifted up her loose hair, leaned over to stare at the three scattered copper coins, her eyes widened, and then sat down. He straightened his body and his face was solemn.

Her series of movements were particularly eye-catching, and everyone looked at her in unison. In addition, she lifted her hair up, and her face was clearly displayed.

All the children knew that Goddess Song and Su Guang were of the same generation, that is, their grandma's generation. Coupled with the casual and gloomy dress, they all felt that she should have a wrinkled and vicissitudes of life.

Unexpectedly, not only did Goddess Song have no wrinkles on her face, she even looked younger than many aunts in the village. Most importantly, she was very beautiful!
Mi Bao and the others were all stunned.

Goddess Song said quietly, "You are really good at throwing a hexagram of death as soon as you throw it."

(End of this chapter)