"Who is it?"

A stern voice came from behind the beaded curtain, sharp, sharp, not angry, like it came from a dark hell, with a damp, eerie feeling.

Xiao Shuo'er suddenly felt a gust of wind coming, he stood still in place, although he was a little scared, he still used his big smart eyes to look into the bead curtain, but there was still dust and smoke, the light was black and dim like a haunted house, where could you see the appearance of people.

Similarly, in the sharp eyes behind the smoke, Shuo'er, the strange visitor who suddenly broke in, was also the focus of the woman.

The broken jade of the incense burner was broken on the ground one by one, which was really an ominous sign for Murong Xuehua, who had always believed in Buddhist Zen, and the jade incense burner was a treasure in terms of color and workmanship, and it was impossible to carve it for millions of years, so it stands to reason that a little ghost recklessly smashed his favorite thing to the ground, this stern lady should have been reprimanded harshly, and even should have taught this guy a lesson, but ........ But Murong Xuehua, who had always been ruthless, did not turn his face at this time, but stood quietly behind the bead curtain in an extremely unusual manner, without any movement at all, only staring at Shuo'er's face in surprise, motionless.

"No........ It is impossible to ........" The rosary in Mrs. Murong's hand was tightly grasped by her, and she was able to count the beads smoothly, but at this moment, the round beads were stuck between her thumb and index finger, and she couldn't move.

Looking at the little boy who was also looking at him with wide eyes, those clear and transparent eyes made Murong Xuehua's heart set off a storm, and the excitement was beyond words.

Like, too similar, the little boy in front of her is exactly the same as when she was young, if it weren't for the ancient bell ringing above her head to remind her, she would really feel that she has traveled back to the childhood of her eldest son Fu Sinian at this moment.

"Yes..... Excuse me!"

Shuo'er's little man leaned forward politely, and then whispered to the strange person behind the bead curtain, eh..... It should be human!" Shuo'er asked herself in her heart.

I don't know if this is not the right feng shui furnishings, why Xiao Shuoer always feels eerie, black and dark quite terrifying, standing here, looking at this quite classical style furniture, people can't help but feel nervous, will feel less relaxed and natural, even the three-year-old baby can't help but restrain herself, for fear that she will accidentally get into a big disaster, although she recklessly knocked over a big stove.

But even so, children's curiosity is always greater than those fears, for the world behind the bead curtain, Shuo'er is quite interested, even if the little guy thinks this place is very gloomy and terrifying, but this is not enough to resist Xiao Shuo'er's curiosity about the world behind the bead curtain.

"Hello, can I go in?" Xiaoya said that children should be polite when they talk and do things, and when appropriate, they must learn to sell cuteness and dress up, so that they will be liked by everyone.

Although I don't know what the mysterious person behind the bead curtain looks like, the eerie and terrifying momentum has made Shuo'er know that the person who comes is definitely not as amiable as the beautiful uncle, nor is he as easy to fool as the stupid brothers and sisters, so he must be obedient and not annoying.

"You....... Come in!" Not only the appearance of this little guy, but also the child's soft and childish voice is exactly the same as when he was a child!

Murong Xuehua was extremely shocked in her heart, her fingers tightly pinched the beads in her hand, Lord Buddha, isn't it that I, Murong Xuehua, really reverted back to the warmest, happiest and most feminine moment in my life?

With permission, Shuo'er's little hand couldn't wait to open the curtain made of strings of agate jadeite, and the time behind the curtain made Shuo'er couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Wow, it seems to be filming a TV series!" Shuo'er opened her big round eyes, her small body was constantly rotating three hundred and sixty degrees, the dark color decoration here, the dark red and golden yellow, the antique furniture, the cigarette curling, the musk bursts, all of this in the eyes of the simple Shuo'er, it was like a battle of ancient costume dramas, and when she looked up at the strange woman sitting on the low couch chanting and chanting Buddha, it was simply the reincarnation of Cixi in Xiaoya's mother's mouth!

"Compassion....... Cixi!" The so-called fairy tongue is unscrupulous, and after Shuo'er explored the environment of the room, he made quite a good comment on the owner of the room.

Murong Xuehua observed Shuo'er up close, her eyes were quite strange, and she thought to herself how could there be two people who looked so similar in this world, unless they were siblings or relatives.

"This little ghost is not Si Nian's ........" Thinking of this, Murong Xuehua was not only frightened by his own speculation.

"Cixi........ Are you Cixi?"

"What's your name?"

An old and a young person asked each other questions at the same time.

"What, who do you say I am?Cixi?" Murong Xuehua let out a big breath, who is this little ghost? Dare to be rude to him when they meet him for the first time? In other words, Si Nian, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, does not seem to be so good and taboo!

"Cixi, you look exactly like what Xiaoya said!!"

"Xiaoya, exactly the same?"

Xiaoya said that Cixi looks like a sharp-beaked monkey with hanging eyebrows, resentment and hatred, and is rigid and boring, with ....... It's exactly the same as in "Kung Fu Panda" Mantis Zen Master!" Shuo'er is not afraid of offending this serious and terrifying-looking grandmother, and he is now very proud to recite Xiaoya's mother's comments on the Empress Dowager Cixi to this old grandmother one by one, because in Shuo'er's eyes, this grandmother's first impression on him is exactly the same as the Empress Dowager Cixi in Xiaoya's mouth, and he doesn't know that this will make this old grandmother unhappy.

"You...... Okay, you little ghost, not big, but not small, you are so disrespectful to me, are you not afraid that I will cut your tongue?"

Murong Xuehua's cold face was even more terrifying, determined to scare this guy who was neither big nor small.

Shuo'er's words almost made Murong Xuehua so angry that she vomited blood, she grew up, no one dared to make such a 'vicious' evaluation in front of her, Murong Xuehua, who has always been unsmiling and serious and traditional, thought that she had been awesome all her life, and made people respect and awe for a lifetime, and she couldn't imagine that her old reputation would be ruined in the mouth of a little child who couldn't slap her, and she really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

I thought that if his expression was serious, his voice was cold and ruthless, and his words were ruthless, this little ghost would be so frightened that his father would cry and ask his mother to pee his pants, but who knew that this guy was not only not afraid, but also very excited.

Seeing that this little guy was full of excitement for a while, his little arms and legs climbed onto the low couch made by Murong Xuehua in a few moments, and his little hands grabbed the hem of Murong Xuehua's robe.

"Grandma, grandma, do you want to cut my tongue? Do you really want to cut my tongue? Xiaoya also said that she wanted to cut my tongue, but every time she didn't keep her word, Shuo'er also wanted to cut her tongue, wouldn't it be fun to cut off her tongue, if Shuo'er's tongue was cut off, Shuo'er would be able to talk to her dumb sister, isn't it, isn't it, grandma......"

"..........."

Black lines, white eyes, and a cold sweat.

Murong Xuehua watched as the little ghost climbed onto the low couch where she was playing meditation, and then listened to him in amazement as he said such a long list of words, which did not seem to come out of the mouth of a human at all, and the 'poisonous lady', who had always been known for her calmness and steadiness, forgot to shut up for several seconds at the moment.

"Grandma...... Grandma ...... "Shuo'er's puzzled and confused grandmother Lala in a daze, did she say something wrong again?"

"You........ I'm really curious about who is that Xiaoya who comes and goes in your mouth?" "Nine out of ten sentences of this little guy are not far from that Xiaoya, it is very likely that this child's 'talent' is all due to that Xiaoya, when it comes to what Cixi and what mantis Zen master, Murong Xuehua is even more curious about this 'Xiaoya'.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya is stupid, Xiaoya only knows work, and she doesn't accompany Shuo'er, Shuo'er wants to be angry with Xiaoya this time, and Shuo'er is willing!"

"Huh?" Murong Xuehua was confused when she heard this, what is this!

"Hey, grandma, grandma, what is this, one by one it's fun, Shuo'er wants to play ......."

Shuo'er, a self-acquainted woman, didn't feel any fear in the face of the 'poisonous lady' who was feared by everyone on the rivers and lakes, not only did she repeatedly speak disrespectfully to her, but now she was also grabbing the Buddha beads in Murong Xuehua's hand and shouting to play.

If it was to be replaced, this child should have died a long time ago, but now Murong Xuehua has no intention of caring at all, it may be that this little ghost looks too similar to Si Nian when he was a child, Murong Xuehua can't help but have a super sense of intimacy with Shuo'er, she treats herself as a mother, as if she wants to make up for her son who has not been well cared for before, she is extraordinarily tolerant of Shuo'er.

"This is called a Buddha bead, it is a holy object to purify the mind, a Buddha bead represents a period of numerology blessing, I have to count thousands of times a day, one is to cut off distracting thoughts and purify the mind, and the other is to pray for the blessing of the family........"

Jokes, what jokes, why did she explain so much to this little brat?

Murong Xuehua was secretly strange, but strange was strange, she saw that Shuo'er was listening carefully, so she proudly continued to discuss Buddhist fatalism with this three-year-old baby.

Outside the door, Fu Siqi and Joanna, who were anxious, were hesitating to break into the most terrifying room of the Fu family's mansion----- Murong Xuehua's bedroom.

"Oh, Second Young Master, Xiao Cui has searched the entire mansion, so Shuo'er must be in the lady's room. Xiao Cui said.

"Yes, Qi, don't wait, let's go in, my aunt is so fierce, and she is impulsive, if Shuo'er is naughty and causes trouble, I'm afraid ......" said Murong Xuehua, even Joanna, an international superstar who is used to seeing big scenes, is also afraid to death.

"This ...... Well, die to die!"

Afraid that the cute Shuo'er would annoy her demon-like mother, Fu Siqi decided to risk his life to go in and investigate.

Pushing the wooden door hard, the man said in a loud voice: "Mother, is there a ........?"

It's just that when he broke into his mother's bedroom with a menace and saw the harmonious and warm picture in front of him, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and rub his eyes hard!

ohmygad!!

What a picture of old and young filial piety, Fu Siqi really didn't believe what he saw.

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