Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

　　He Jiong hesitated, it seemed that Qin Qing didn't even know the name of that grandpa Huang.

　　At this moment, dozens of villagers appeared outside the mushroom house.

　　He Jiong and Huang Lei looked at each other suspiciously, and both saw some unease in each other's eyes.

　　"Aunt and uncle, what's the matter with you?" He Jiong greeted him first, and asked respectfully towards the elders who took the lead.

　　"That, that, that, is the little fairy there?" the leading old man asked cautiously.

　　"Little fairy?" He Jiong was a little stunned.

　　"Grandpa, Daniel? Is that you?" Zhang Zifeng watched the excitement and recognized the two leaders at a glance.

　　"This is the candy... No, the big cow that Xiaoqing saved?" He Jiong finally understood, and stared at Qin Qing with wide eyes.

　　"It's me, it's me, girl, is the little fairy here?"

　　Seeing Zhang Zifeng, the old man smiled excitedly.

　　"Grandpa, Daniel, are you here to play with Xiaoqing?" Qin Qing walked to the door with short legs and asked happily.

　　"Little fairy! Daniel, kowtow!"

　　After the old man finished speaking, he put the basket in his hand aside, and fell to his knees tremblingly.

　　The big bull knelt down with a puff and bowed his head respectfully.

　　"Hey! Uncle!"

　　This posture startled He Jiong and the others, and they hurried up to help them.

　　"Uncle, this is impossible!"

　　He Jiong and Huang Lei supported one arm each, and abruptly lifted the old man up.

　　Peng Peng was not idle either, and ran over to support Daniel.

　　"Children, don't pull me, I'm here to repay my promise!" The old man was so anxious that his face was flushed, and he tried to break free.

　　"Grandpa, don't cry, okay? Xiaoqing will give you something delicious!!"

　　Qin Qing walked to the old man's side and took out a small jelly from his pocket.

　　What surprised everyone was that the old man did not reject Qin Qing, but took the jelly and said excitedly, "Thank you little fairy, thank you little fairy."

　　He Jiong had a headache, what age is it now, there are still such superstitious people.

　　However, looking at the situation, it was impossible to persuade him, so He Jiong asked directly, "Uncle, is there something wrong with you coming to our mushroom house?"

　　"I took Daniel to the city hospital for a re-examination, and the tumor in Daniel's head was gone! The doctors didn't believe it at the time. Thanks to the little fairy, my grandson was able to save his life, so I have to kowtow to the little fairy!" The old man said excitedly.

　　"Uncle, have you changed hospitals?" He Jiong asked tentatively.

　　"Change? When Daniel was treating his illness, we went to several hospitals. Which one are you asking about?"

　　"Fuck! Really fake? Isn't Daniel's brain tumor misdiagnosed?"

　　"What the hell is this? Is Xiaoqing really a little fairy?"

　　"What age is it, are you ancient people?"

　　"Upstairs, please explain, the diagnosed brain tumor, Daniel has fallen into a severe coma, how is he doing well?"

　　"Self-healing of terminal illnesses is not unique in the history of medicine, isn't it? It may be that someone has a genetic mutation that triggers an immune response to specific antigens against tumor cells."

　　"I'll go! Is it so professional?"

　　"Although I didn't understand it, it seemed to make sense."

　　......

　　He Jiong's eyes changed a little when he looked at Qin Qing again.

　　Qin Qing's IQ, emotional intelligence, and physical fitness are all unbelievably good.

　　Moreover, a four-year-old child lived in the wild mountains for such a long time, which also went against common sense.

　　Could it be that he is really not an ordinary person?

　　Thinking of this, He Jiong couldn't help but complain about himself, what age is this, why is he still superstitious.

　　"Uncle, isn't this a good thing? No matter what, Daniel is good. Daniel is so filial, you will be blessed in the future."

　　Huang Lei didn't know what to do, so he simply changed the subject and persuaded the villagers to leave.

　　Now it's a live broadcast, and facing millions of viewers, it's a bit inappropriate to do this whole thing.

　　"Hey, in my whole life, it's just pointing at my eldest grandson. If nothing else, it's filial piety!"

　　Sure enough, the villagers are still simple, where is Huang Lei's opponent who has been in the society for decades.

　　"Haha, look at the pride on Uncle's face when he talks about Daniel! Daniel, your grandfather suffered because of you. If you don't show good filial piety to him in the future, I won't be able to live with you!" Huang Lei was half-truthful. said.

　　PS: The results are not ideal, Xiaoyu is very panic!

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Chapter 28 Bandits! This is it!

"Don't stand here! Uncle, have you eaten yet? We have stewed beef rou, let's go eat?"

　　He Junke is also a master of all sides, and he knows the routines of this society thoroughly.

　　Just like these down-to-earth villagers, they are determined not to take advantage of others.

　　As soon as you say dinner, they will find all reasons to leave as soon as possible.

　　"Uncle He, we have so few cattle, not enough for uncles and aunts to eat." Qin Qing said very simply.

　　He Jiong's old face couldn't help blushing, and looked at Qin Qing with confusion.

　　But the villagers probably didn't hear it, the old man waved his hand quickly: "No more trouble, no more trouble, we've already eaten."

　　"Little god, young man, that, we country people don't have anything good. This is my own smoked rou, which has been smoked for more than a year. Don't dislike it, hehe, don't dislike it."

　　The old man handed the basket to He Jiong, smiling a little embarrassedly.

　　"These are eggs from our chickens, without any feed."

　　"This is a fish, Daoxiangyu."

　　"These are the mushrooms that my man picked on the mountain, and they're delicious."

　　"This is the pillowcase I embroidered."

　　The villagers scrambled to hand over the things they were carrying to He Jiong.

　　"Uncle, aunt, brother, hey boy, boy, we are filming a show, but we dare not accept things from the folks. We will accept your kindness, take the things back, and take them back." Huang Lei quickly declined.

　　"Grandpa, people are filming the show!" Daniel gently patted the old man's arm.

　　"Uh uh, folks, we can't delay other people's work, go back first, go back first." Only then did the old man notice the long and short cannons in the hands of the program group in front of him, and he was a little flustered.

　　"My God, it's gone! These villagers are too simple, aren't they?" Watching the villagers leave, He Jiong let out a long sigh.

　　"Audience friends, this is all a misunderstanding. We are a serious life show, don't watch it as a ghost show." Huang Lei joked at the camera.

　　"I have inquired, these belong to the old school in the village, and their ancestors have lived here for generations. So they are more superstitious, and this is only a small number of villagers." Lao Huang also explained.

　　"Mr. He, Mr. Huang, come here soon!"

　　Zhang Zifeng's words caught everyone's attention.

　　"Why are you stupid girl?"

　　Huang Lei asked suspiciously and came to the pergola.

　　"My God, what's going on?"

　　Following Zhang Zifeng's gaze, Huang Lei saw a pile of neatly placed things under the wall at a glance.

　　"Those villagers secretly left things behind." He Jiong said speechlessly.

　　"What should we do? Let's send it back to someone." Cheng Yuqi, who had been silent, said with a bitter face.

　　"I think these villagers are determined to give these things to Xiaoqing, and they have to figure out how to send them back to us."

　　"So, don't we have Telunsu here? Lao Huang, send someone to buy some oil and rice. Anyway, the villagers will definitely use it. Give them to people. Let's make up for these things. You Do you think it's true?" He Jiong asked Lao Huang after discussing it.

　　Lao Huang also has a headache, where has he encountered such a situation.

　　Glancing at the pile of things under the wall, he nodded: "Okay, this is the only way now."

　　"Liu, drive the car and load those things into the car."

　　"Hey, hey, old Huang. These things were given to Xiaoqing by the villagers. You just loaded them into the car without saying a word. What do you mean?"

　　"Our program team paid for the compensation for the fellow." Lao Huang had long been accustomed to Huang Lei's routine and immediately confronted him.

　　"That's not what you said. It's the heart of a fellow countryman. So, let's give you the big ones. Let's choose something, so it will be done?"

　　After Huang Lei finished speaking, without waiting for Lao Huang to react, he turned around and ran towards the door.

　　"Peng Peng, silly girl, what are you still doing? Grab something!"

　　Running out of the yard, Huang Lei raised his head and shouted at the few people who were still stunned.

　　"Uhhhh, here we come!"

　　All the members of the mushroom house were dispatched, even little Qin Qing, holding an old hen, chuckling like a silver bell, and running towards the house behind Peng Peng.

　　"Hahahaha! Bandits, this is it!"

　　"Laugh cry! Teacher Huang is too thief, right?"

　　"Hahaha, my son is the smartest, holding an old hen!"

　　"The nth time I feel sorry for Lao Huang, Lao Huang is about to cry."

　　"Mom! Xiaoqing is too cute to run!"

　　Lao Huang is really about to cry, this is the hardest class he has ever brought!

　　The day passed quickly, and it was dark in the blink of an eye.

　　Although there were no guests on this day, Huang Lei was not idle for a while.