Yang Lihua shook her head helplessly and turned to talk to Tai Jizu.
Zhuzhu avoided her mother's "lecture" and quickly leaned over to whisper a few words in her brother's ear.
“Brother, the brother who gave me the purse is dying, and he has a black head!”
Yongning was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond.
If I don't believe my sister, she will be sad.
But if you believe it... this is too outrageous!
How could a three-year-old girl tell the color of other people’s heads and even predict their life or death?
Zhuzhu became anxious when she didn't hear any response from her brother, and asked her grandfather for help.
"Brother, you can ask grandpa. Grandpa knows that Zhuzhu is the most powerful!"
"Okay, okay! Brother will go back and ask grandpa!" Tai Yongning's mind was in a mess. He was afraid that his sister would say something shocking again, so he quickly agreed.
Fortunately, the Wu family was not far from the newly rented courtyard, and the carriage arrived soon.
The old man stood at the door to welcome his grandchildren, bowed and said goodbye to the old neighbor who he was chatting with, then picked up his fat granddaughter and led his grandson into the yard.
As soon as Zhuzhu opened her mouth, she asked her grandfather to testify for her, "Grandpa, Grandpa! Brother doesn't believe Zhuzhu. Zhuzhu is the most powerful, isn't she?"
"Yes, yes!" The old man always responded to his granddaughter's requests and praised her repeatedly until his granddaughter smiled and ran into the house to eat snacks.
Yongning sat under the eaves with his grandfather, chatting about interesting things in school. Then, seeing no one was around, he whispered, "Grandpa, Zhuzhu just said one of my senior brothers has a blackhead and is dying! I..."
Before he could finish, the old man's expression changed and he pressed on, "Did anyone else hear that?"
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