When he woke up again, he was already in the pit.
“Wuwuwu…”
He cried a few times subconsciously, and then suddenly realized it.
"Huh, not dead?"
"Hahaha......"
He smirked again.
Suddenly, I heard two doubtful voices speaking in unison above my head.
"This, isn't he a fool?"
Shop assistant: “…”
The clerk's face froze, and he saw the paper man from before, his arms as soft as noodles, throw down the shovel and continue to say to him: "Dig quickly!"
The clerk picked up the shovel tremblingly and was about to start.
A familiar voice came from the door, "Xiaochen, what are you doing so crazy at this hour?"
“It’s not me!”
Xiaochen objected subconsciously.
Then, the two above were heard saying in unison: "That's him!"
Xiaochen: “…”
Xiaochen really wanted to throw the shovel at the person's head, but he didn't dare to. He could only angrily thrust the shovel down hard.
"when--"
However, this time, I actually dug up something.
Xiaochen: “…”
Xiaochen’s first thought was, now I really dug it out!
This time, he didn't care about the people above him anymore, and he really stuck his butt out and started digging with a grunt.
At this moment, the man from before, Zhao Qi, the paper-folding craftsman's biological son, couldn't help but come over.
"Can someone explain to me what the hell is going on?"
"Also, who are you two?!"
"Don't you know that breaking into someone's house in the middle of the night is illegal?"
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