The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 635 Beat my dad for fun

   "Hey, it's so pitiful. I'm afraid this whole family is all dead." On the grave on the side, there were two ghosts sitting. Seeing Jiang Huailu, he was full of sympathy. The child looked like he was only five or six years old, and he was actually an orphan.

  "Just now a fourteen-five-year-old boy called Huai'an. The cries forbearing in front of the grave made me uncomfortable. Two figures sat on the head of the grave, eating the fruit and commenting.

   "It rains during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. It really is really..."

  As soon as the voice fell, she saw the sad girl suddenly lying on her grave.

   Lightly buttoned the inscription: "Grandfather, come out for a drink soon. Tonight, grandparents and grandchildren are not drunk or return..."

  The voice became cheerful and cheerful.

The figure on the grave next to    paused.

  Drink...Drink? ?

  As soon as he looked up, he saw an energetic old man walking out of the cloak. The old man did not have the slightest sorrow of being swept tomb in Qingming, but went out...

  Ah, a coffin came out.

  Sit on the ground, sitting beside the little girl.

   "Hey, can she see it? Then she..." The two ghosts paused, and they saw the little girl turning to look at them with a smile.

   "I can see you."

   A crisp sentence frightened the two ghosts.

  I saw the little girl take out a wine glass, took out a few incense sticks, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner.

  He can only touch the ones that are burned to Mr. Jiang.

   "Good girl, remember your grandfather. There hasn't been any major events in the city these days? How about the prince?" Old man Jiang tugged and pulled off a chicken leg, paying close attention to His Royal Highness.

   "Prince? It's fine. Lulu came back from him at noon. He met the courtier in the royal study room, and Lulu was sleeping in the back."

   "It's just that he is too busy. He has to go to court during the day and work for Lulu at night."

   "Sometimes Lulu gets into trouble, and he has to go from house to house to prepare gifts of apology." Lulu smashed his eyes, too busy, too busy.

  Old man Jiang clapped his hands with joy: "Good girl, did a good job, let him exile my Jiang family, have you suffered? Have you been punished?"

  Lulu looked confused: "What retribution?"

   Grandfather Jiang coughed slightly: "Nothing is nothing." There must be results for every cause, and his retribution is you.

   "Grandfather, today's day is just right, why don't you give your son a treat." Lulu took a sip with the wine glass. It was sweet, with a slightly fermented taste, and a little overwhelming.

  Old man Jiang glanced at her, feeling like a mirror in his heart.

  The little girl just wanted to see how her father was beaten.

   "I had a good meal in advance yesterday." The old man took a sip of wine, took a mouthful of meat, raised his brows, and said seriously.

  "Let’s find another reason. It’s not raining today in Qingming, so it’s worth a fight." Lulu’s mouth was full of oil.

  Old man Jiang nodded, and hit a drinker: "Listen, listen to you."

  But the old man did not let them out.

  The two of them, there is still time to regret!

  Other people's Qingming is sad and sad, and she is Qingming, drinking small wine and eating big meat, and the whole family can enjoy the days of beating daddy for fun.

  The moonlight is getting darker, Lulu’s cheeks are flushed, and his eyes are a little rosy.

The rise of   drink, still bouncing around the old man’s grave.

"Quickly come back, to be clear today, old man, I still have to miss one out of three. You hurry back. Don't look around on the road, let others make a living today." The old man finished eating and drinking, and divided again. With a lot of money, I got up and gave it to Lulu with satisfaction.

  (End of this chapter)