"Old Bai, you died such a terrible death! You died without even saying goodbye to us!"

Grandpa Wang's loud voice immediately resounded in the darkness.

Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't let anyone hear!

Upon hearing Grandpa Wang's loud voice, Bai Yifan quickly reached out and tugged at the two old men, signaling them not to cry out loud.

They're easy targets.

"What are you saying! Your grandfather died such a tragic death! Aren't we allowed to cry?"

Grandpa Wang continued to cry with a powerful, rhythmic cadence.

He genuinely believed Bai Zhengxuan was dead, which is why he was crying so bitterly.

"Who died a terrible death?"

A sinister voice came from behind Grandpa Wang.

"My brother Lao Bai died a terrible death!"

Grandpa Wang replied through tears, instinctively turning his head to see who was speaking.

Turning his head, he saw Bai Zhengxuan with a gloomy face.

"Well--"

The cry caught in his throat, and Grandpa Wang almost suffocated himself.

It's a ghost!

"Old Bai, is there... any wish you haven't fulfilled?"

Grandpa Wang isn't afraid of zombies, but he is afraid of ghosts.

Because the green garbage truck can kill zombies but not ghosts, physical attacks are useless against ghosts.

My legs started shaking involuntarily.

"I don't have any other wish, I just want to take you all with me."

Bai Zhengxuan looked at Grandpa Wang expressionlessly, then pointed at the Bai family members one by one and said, "You all have to be taken away."

Bai Zhengxuan pointed at everyone except Bai Xizhu.

She pointed at Bai Anhai several times, almost poking his face with her finger.

She must be the one who "loves" him the most.

Bai Anhai:......

"Old Bai, you...you're not dead?"

Grandpa Liu was the first to realize that Bai Zhengxuan was a normal person because Bai Zhengxuan smelled like braised shrimp.

"Who said I'm dead?"

Bai Zhengxuan glanced at the unburnt paper money in the iron basin, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

He didn't know how to explain to his family that neither he nor his future self had disappeared; they were the same person.

Why do they still burn paper money for themselves?

I'm so angry!

I want to punch someone!

"Why are you burning paper money if he's not dead? What a waste!"

Upon hearing that Bai Zhengxuan was not dead, Grandpa Wang instantly became energetic, wiped away his tears, and looked in high spirits.

"I'm burning this for myself, to save some money for myself in the afterlife, in case I can't compete with others when I die."

Bai Yifan glanced weakly at Bai Zhengxuan.

I don't know if Grandpa will believe me if I say this.

Anyway, he believed it.

"That's a great idea! I'll burn some for myself later, so I won't be short of money when I get down there!"

Grandpa Wang grinned, thinking the idea was brilliant.

"Yes! That's a great idea. Come on, Lao Wang, let's go back and burn it!"

Grandpa Liu grabbed Grandpa Wang's arm and turned to leave.

Seeing Bai Zhengxuan's face turn as black as charcoal, Wang and Liu promptly made their escape.

I'm terrified of getting beaten up!

After all, wailing at a funeral late at night is considered very unlucky.

Good luck and prosperity, I hope Lao Bai lives a long and healthy life, even if he is ill for a hundred years.

Good health, quick hands and feet, able to make braised pork hock all the time...

"You, come in!"

Liu Jing, who came out later, gave the Bai family a cool glance, pointed a kitchen knife at Bai Anhai, and said...

"Did you start it?"

"No, it's because Xiaozhu can't tell whether you'll die in the future or not, so she wanted to save some paper money for you in advance," Bai Anhai said in a low voice.

Never mind.

Anyway, my parents would never beat their daughter, so there's definitely no problem with what he said.

"Yes! My older sister only asked us to burn paper money because she felt sorry for you! She absolutely did not mean to curse Grandpa and Grandma."

Bai Yifan also decisively shifted the blame onto Bai Xizhu.

"Huh? I don't know anything, I just went there to warm myself by the fire!"

Wang Yiyun shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"Cough cough."

Leng Yebai didn't speak, but stood silently behind Bai Xizhu.

He wasn't afraid to hide behind Bai Xizhu; he just wanted to be the man behind Bai Xizhu!

Are they telling the truth?

Bai Zhengxuan looked at Bai Xizhu, hands on his hips, glaring at her, looking very serious.

"Ahem, maybe, perhaps, maybe it's true...?"

Bai Xizhu took the blame for this.

She thought she could escape this beating.

"Bang!" Liu Jing slammed the kitchen knife down on the table, angrily pointing at Bai Xizhu and the men behind her, "Is this how you bully Xiaozhu?"

Look at how badly her adorable granddaughter has been bullied; it's so pitiful.

He became the scapegoat.

"Xiao Zhu, come here, it's time for dinner. Don't go hungry, and don't get hurt by accident."

Bai Zhengxuan grabbed Bai Xizhu and pulled her onto the sofa.

Then, with a smile, she peeled shrimp for Bai Xizhu and served her some vegetables.

A table laden with delicious dishes: braised prawns, braised pork belly, squirrel-shaped fish, chicken stew with mushrooms...

They piled everything up in front of Bai Xizhu, as if afraid she wouldn't get any.

The sound of Liu Jing scolding the Bai family echoed in the bus. The Bai family stood silently in place, watching Bai Xizhu eat.

"Grandpa, it really was my idea. They didn't make me take the blame or threaten me. I insisted on burning paper money. It has nothing to do with my dad, my mom, my brother, or Leng Yebai!"

Bai Xizhu's mouth was stuffed full, and she blinked her big eyes, looking very innocent and harmless.

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