Jia Youwei personally supervised his daughter's washing as always. Before she goes to bed, she will take the initiative to take a bath. He didn't need to supervise that.

When the daughter goes to bed, he, the father, sits on the edge of the bed, holds a book in his hand and reads aloud for about 20 or 30 minutes before going to bed.

No matter how busy Jia Youwei is, he will make this time. Of course, Jia Qianqian is the most unwilling. Every time she comes to this point in time, she will change her method and talk to Lao Jia Dong, trying to mix up the time.

"I wonder if Uncle Xiao has fallen asleep?" Jia Qianqian asked with a wicked smile.

As soon as Jia Youwei heard her words, he knew that there would definitely be "singing in the middle of the night" tonight. He really can't do anything about his daughter's eccentricity. For a long time, I should have educated her, but it didn't work at all.

Even if he gave Jia Qianqian to see a psychiatrist, he couldn't find any cause. The only most reasonable explanation, who makes geniuses have unbelievable faults?

"Don't play too late, too much. Your little uncle may not be able to withstand your fright. Jia Youwei noticed that Jia Youbin had already shown fear at dinner.

Jia Qianqian pretended to have an innocent expression on her face, looked at her with her little head held high, blinked her eyes twice and said, "Old Jia, what are you talking about?"

Jia Youwei stretched out his right index finger and gently poked her forehead and said, "Don't pretend to be stupid in front of me." You are my seed. Don't I know you yet?"

"Then why aren't you afraid?" Jia Qianqian drooped his head and said on the matter.

"Because your acting skills are so bad. Jia Youwei was straightforward.

When he finished speaking, he opened the book he was holding in his left hand and began to read aloud at a slow pace. Although I know that my daughter is absent-minded many times, her left ear goes in and her right ear goes out, but she can't hinder herself.

Jia Youwei read a few pages of the book and closed the book again. He and his daughter said goodnight to each other, then slowly stood up and walked out of her boudoir.

Soon after Jia Qianqian heard the sound of his room door closing, he rolled over and got out of bed with a grin. She crouched down and dragged the box containing the props out from under the bed. Pouted his ass and pushed it with both hands to his personal dresser.

Jia Qianqian opened the box and took out the makeup box and placed it in front of the dresser. She sat in her dressing chair and faced the mirror, holding a white powder in her right hand and began to paint dead faces.

The makeup I drew not only satisfies the individual, but is also enough to scare the child to tears. She looked left and right in the mirror, and then grinned, completely bloody, even more terrifying.

Jia Qianqian got up and let go of all the hair tied up, and used the long hair behind his head in front with both hands, and then covered his face.

She looked in the mirror again and nodded with satisfaction. He crouched down again and picked out a female ghost costume from the box.

In the Chinese concept of ghosts, the female ghost in red is the most fierce, and the resentment is also the heaviest. In order to show her great enthusiasm and love for her little uncle, she was so grand.

Jia Qianqian took off the nightdress on his body and changed into a red-clothed female ghost outfit. As for the shoes on her feet, she changed into a pair of red high heels that were more than ten centimeters long.

This special ghost shoe not only sets off her height and does not make it easy for people to perceive that it is herself, but also walks with a special ghost sound effect.

When everything was ready and only the east wind was owed, Jia Qianqian held a CD recorder in both hands and walked out cautiously. In the CD recorder, instead of putting in the cheerful songs of good luck, she brought a special sound of ghosts.

Jia Qianqian tiptoed to the door of Jia Youbin's room, but he didn't see the light from the bedroom, and he didn't hear the sound coming from the door with his ears close to his ears.

She concluded that the other party had fallen asleep. He crouched down, placed the CD recorder against the wall, and pressed play without hesitation. Immediately, the "woo woo woo" with the ghost came, and the effect of a little wind began to echo in the aisle.

Jia Qianqian stood up again, and his left and right feet began to tap the wooden floor above the corridor one high and one low, and then made a heavy sound of "knock", "knock", "knock".

She also took out the spare key in her pocket, opened Jia Youbin's room, looked into a gap, and directly screamed loudly.

This not only made Jia Youbin, who was lying on the bed and not asleep, curled up in fright, grabbed the quilt covering his body with both hands, and trembled and muttered something like the blessing of his ancestors, and Jia Youwei who was sleeping on the bed heard it.

Jia Youwei just sighed in his heart, just hoping that his daughter wouldn't scare Jia Youbin unconscious.

At this time, Jia Qianqian did not choose to walk into the house, but the movements of his hands were repeated many times in coordination with the "creaking" sound of the door made by the CD recorder. The mixture of real and false voices really makes it difficult for people with fear in their hearts to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Jia Qianqian also flashed half of his body to the crack of the door from time to time, and began to blow into the room again.

In the dead of night, the sound transmission effect is very good, even if it is just a subtle sound, it is very clear when it enters the human ear.

"Knock" A heavy voice was closed by Jia Qianqian. Unexpectedly, the little uncle was too timid, and he didn't even get up to inspect it, not at all like Lao Jia who got out of bed calmly for the first time to "catch ghosts".

At that time, Lao Jia not only followed the sound to the door, but also opened the door, grabbed herself, rubbed and rubbed her face like crayon Xiaoxin did to Xiaoxin.

After the first failure, Jia Qianqian came to the second thoughtful plan. On a dark and windy night, she imitated Sadako and climbed into Lao Jia's bed, even if she grabbed his neck with both hands to wake him up, she still didn't scare him.

I still remember Lao Jia's first sentence vividly, I haven't slept yet, is my flesh itching again? Then, she was tragic again. Although Lao Jia didn't beat himself, he came to the kneading technique of the little new mother again to treat his face.

Jia Qianqian failed again, and learned from the pain. She didn't give up, and from time to time she changed her ghost tricks, so she had to scare Lao Jia. However, so far, he has been defeated repeatedly, and he has not succeeded once.