Chapter 615: The Gu Family's Old Ancestor is too good at tossing people!

The third uncle's face was full of shock, her granddaughter was abroad!

"How do you know that Gu Qiusha is shallow? What? What did you just hear from your cousin? Are you also a fan of her? Baby pimple, you said you want her to sign and vote for her? This, this...... No, grandma can't promise you! ”

However, the next second.

There seemed to be a crying voice on the phone.

It's an earth-shattering, heart-rending, and vow not to give up until the goal is achieved.

The third uncle's tone immediately softened: "Okay, okay, my baby pimple little granddaughter, don't cry and break your voice, grandma will promise you everything!" Sign up! Vote! Don't cry, don't cry ha......"

said, with the momentum of lightning and not rushing to cover his ears, the fork on the red ticket was changed to a hook!

Everyone: "......"

Third uncle, what is said to be fair and public-minded, can't be moved by selfishness???

Xi Zuer, who was sitting at the bar, sneered: "That's right." ”

Gu Yuzhi watched this sudden reversal dumbfounded, and almost couldn't believe that the problem that had embarrassed them for so long was solved so easily.

It turns out that convincing the third uncle is such an old stubborn that only needs a phone call from the little granddaughter?

He couldn't help but glance at Xi Zuer suspiciously: How could it be so coincidental, but that little granddaughter called?

Is it really not what she did secretly?

Xi Zuer didn't say it, this matter became an unsolved case in Gu Yu's heart.

As the third uncle finished casting the last red vote, the respected second uncle solemnly announced: "All the votes have been verified, and one hundred and six people from the family came to vote, and the unanimous vote was passed, agreeing to the return of Gu Qiusha, the daughter of the long house, to the family and re-enter the family tree!" All votes will be recorded for future reference. Congratulations, Miss Gu Wu. Congratulations, old man. ”

Old Man Gu's wrinkled eyelids propped up, and the mist under his eyes finally completely covered his eyeballs, full of tears!

And Gu Qiusha still had a feeling like she was in a dream, and turned around and pulled Gu Yuzhi's sleeve: "Big brother, I heard you right, right?" ”

Gu Yuzhi's throat was sour, and he held her hand tightly: "That's right, Sasha, welcome home." ”

The relatives and fans around him couldn't help but applaud with red eyes.

To tell the truth, Miss Gu Wu didn't feel anything if she couldn't go home; But the light shirt has finally returned after so many years of wandering, and they are so relieved and empathetic!

Don't ask, asking is the fan filter, asking is the positive energy of idols!

In an excited and harmonious atmosphere, the third uncle and mother-in-law, who were forced to vote in favor, were still unwilling after all, and opened their mouths to break everyone's good mood: "Don't rush to congratulate, have you all forgotten, if you want to return to the family tree, voting is just the first step, okay?" There is a more important second step, which she has not fulfilled! Why did you start congratulating? You're rejoicing too soon, aren't you? ”

The words were like an ice hammer, knocking everyone awake.

Rub, really, almost forgot that there was a second level.

For a while, the old people in the family all looked at Gu Qiusha with a little pity.

"This second level is really sad......"

Even Old Man Gu, his legs trembled and took a step towards Gu Qiusha and stopped, and let out a long sigh.

Xi Rubao was very curious: "Sister, what is the second level?" Is it so scary? ”

Xi Zuer's red lips hooked slightly: "Isn't it terrible...... It depends on whom. Some people have to jump their feet when they are pricked by a needle, and some people go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire. ”

Xi Rubao: "Huh? Want to go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire?! The rules set by the ancestors of the Gu family are also too perverted. ”

Xi Zuer: "yes. "That's right, why did the ancestors pinch the clay figurines that would toss the younger generations so much.