The Mian family inexplicably changed their attitude and just wanted a promise of a cotton-padded jacket.
There is no limit to the content of the promise, and the breeder can decide for himself.
But when the puppet is formed, the promise must be planted, like a seed.
If the person being supported does not nod in accordance with the predetermined commitment, then this alternative contract will be invalidated.
"It's moving, it's really moving."
Mian Yu screamed in shock, Oh my god, he saw a living ghost.
Mian Shengao glared at him and said, "Stop making a fuss. Remember, keep this to yourself and don't tell anyone."
"Remember to feed it a drop of blood every day. Once it's well, you can make the evil spirit do whatever you want."
There was a sinister light in Mian Shengao's eyes, you damn evil ghost.
Xu Jingyi's eyes were also full of madness, and she wished she could kill the evil ghost right now.
"I will definitely not miss a single day." The man in black robe said that whoever feeds more blood will be the one the puppet listens to.
He thought carefully about what he could ask that lonely ghost to do to eliminate the hatred in his heart.
Mian Jing still remained noble and was somewhat disdainful of such evil means.
But he did it anyway.
It's a bit like saying no with your mouth but being honest with your body.
Mian Yu is purely curious about everything, with no bottom line, no morals, and no emotions.
"Dad, why do I feel like this wooden man is a little underdeveloped?"
Isn't it like he is underdeveloped, with a crooked head and a slanted mouth, like a mentally retarded person?
Other people also discovered it, but they all thought that the craftsmanship of making the wooden man was not very good, and it was fine as long as it did not affect the use.
"Don't talk nonsense. Okay, go back. Remember, keep your mouth shut so the evil spirits don't find out."
The secret gathering of the four members of the Mian family ended, and Mian'ao had eaten and drunk his fill and returned to his room.
In the room, the aunt had already changed the bed sheets for her, and the child fell down and fell asleep without a care.
Three days later, Mian'ao put on her small schoolbag and was reluctantly led into the classroom by the sisters Si Ruirui and Si Hanhan under Si Ming's calm gaze.
Even though she was an eighteen-year-old girl, she was not noticeable at all among a group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls, and she looked even younger.
The Si sisters are very popular. Not only are they good-looking and good at studying, they also have good tempers and are quite generous. Their classmates are all happy to play with them.
The new partners they brought in naturally received the same treatment.
"Hanhan Ruirui, is this your sister?"
The cotton-padded jacket looks cute and adorable, and with his cute little frizzy hair, he looks a bit adorable.
I have some fat on my face and I want to pinch it.
"Can we pinch her face?"
Seeing the hands ready to move, the sisters hurriedly hid their cotton jackets behind their backs.
You can't pinch them. If my uncle finds out, he will have to punish them.
"It's my sister, the neighbor's sister. She's timid. Don't scare her."
The classmates were still a little unconvinced: "Sister, you look so young, are you also in our class?"
Si Ruirui nodded: "Yes, today is the first day of class."
Everyone was very happy to have a new classmate. A group of teenagers started chattering and the scene was very lively.
Mian'ao opened her eyes wide and couldn't get a word in, but she thought it was a bit funny and not as scary as Xishi said.
The rebellious girl's rebellious psychology has faded a little.
The old father Siming was still at the school gate, fearing that as soon as he turned around, Mian'ao would beat up a class of classmates and then his parents would be called to the school.
He was even more afraid that Mian'ao would beat up the teacher for a bite of food.
Anyway, it's all kinds of imagination and worries.
He hasn't had a good night's sleep these days and has lost a lot of hair. It's a sin.
Sometimes I think it would be better to just stop going to school and be an illiterate.
When the bell rang for class, Mian'ao was led by the Si sisters and sat down obediently in his seat.
On the first day of school, she was full of excitement and sat up straight. With her frizzy hair, she looked very conspicuous.
The teacher saw her as soon as she came in.
He smiled and said, "Everyone has met the new classmates, right?"
The classmates were quite supportive and replied in unison, "We know each other."
The cotton-padded jacket felt inexplicably proud and puffed out its chest.
The teacher smiled and stopped talking about the cotton-padded jacket alone.
"Now that we know each other, we should get along well and help each other."
"In addition to having a new student today, we also have a new teacher."
"The previous Chinese teacher has retired. This new teacher will take over our Chinese class. Welcome everyone."
There was thunderous applause. Mian Yi was wearing a floral dress, a pair of white leather shoes, her hair was loosely braided into a small braid, and she had put on makeup. She looked delicate and gentle.
Walk into the classroom calmly with just the right smile.
I don’t know if it was because the cotton-padded jacket was too conspicuous or what, but Mian Yi spotted her in the crowd at first sight.
The smile froze inch by inch.
Why are the ghosts here?
What does she want to do?
Want to harm her again?
Mian Yi felt that the ghosts were unlucky for her, otherwise nothing good would happen every time she met them.
During this period, she transferred the backlash of heaven and lived a very smooth life.
She successfully acquired the Tang family's land and secured the enviable job. She also did a great job at Mr. Meng's job, and it wouldn't be long before he would agree to accept her.
Mian Yi felt like her life was on a roll and everything was developing rapidly in a good direction.
But the moment she saw the cotton jacket, she saw obstacles, disaster, and destruction.
She was so angry that she was shaking, and hated that whenever her life was going well, the hateful ghosts would always come out to mess things up.
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