At the same time, the two old people in the Jiang family were so depressed looking at their unreliable granddaughter. They sighed and groaned all day long.
The old couple’s resentment is now so great that even the ghosts from the underworld have to hide away when they see them, for fear that they might accidentally run into the muzzle of a gun and lose their lives.
The news was tipped off many times, but the granddaughter was not prepared at all. She just ate and slept all day long, and she didn't have any youthful energy at all.
If this really becomes a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones, how will my granddaughter, who is so young, survive?
Grandma Jiang looked at Grandpa Jiang, who was frowning, and pursed her lips and said:
"Lao Jiang, Shushu was born with parents who made us worry. We both died young, so Shushu has never enjoyed any happiness since he was born into our family. Now he has run into this kind of trouble. Shushu doesn't care. As his grandparents, we have to pay attention. This is what our Jiang family owes Shushu."
"Old lady, I know everything you said, but Shushu won't listen to us, so there's nothing I can do."
Grandpa Jiang sighed after he finished speaking. This was really frustrating. He had used up all his money and face to send a message to his granddaughter in her dream, but in the end his granddaughter didn't care at all.
This kid is really... infuriating.
Grandma Jiang suggested, "How about... we go ask the King of Hell for help? People in the underworld say that the King of Hell is soft-hearted. If we ask him, he should agree..."
Grandpa Jiang stared at Grandma Jiang for a long time, and finally agreed to her proposal.
If the King of Hell doesn't help, he will think of other ways. He can't just watch his granddaughter suffer there.
He had been through that time, so he naturally knew how hard life was. How could such a delicate granddaughter endure such a hard life?
Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang found the King of Hell and timidly told him their purpose. Just when they thought the King of Hell would not agree, the King of Hell spoke:
"It's a small matter anyway. You two are also serving our underworld. I agree."
Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang were so excited that they didn't know what to say. They bent their knees and knelt down before the King of Hell. In the end, the King of Hell stopped them and they stopped.
"This is a mustard seed space that can accommodate everything. Consider it my gift to the little one. Please help me pass it to her."
As soon as the King of Hell finished speaking, a ring emitting silver light appeared out of thin air in his palm. Grandma Jiang stepped forward happily to take the ring.
It goes without saying that the things sent by the King of Hell are good things. It seems that what they originally prepared for their granddaughter is now useless.
They also prepared a mustard seed space, but due to their low status, the space was only five square meters and could not hold many things at all. It was incomparable to the one given by the King of Hell.
Now that my granddaughter has the ring given by the King of Hell, her life may not be smooth sailing, but at least she won’t be hungry or cold, and she has a place to hide when she encounters danger.
As a result, Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang felt much more at ease.
Jiang Yunshu is a man of action. The next day, he bought incense, candles, and gold ingots, and took a bus to the cemetery in the countryside to visit his grandparents.
The grave was desolate. Probably no one else had been there except Jiang Yunshu. She cleared away the weeds in front of the grave one by one.
In addition to incense, candles, and gold ingots, Jiang Yunshu also brought her grandfather's favorite Erguotou and her grandmother's favorite Poria cocos cake. She placed the offerings one by one.
Jiang Yunshu looked at the two small mounds in front of him and couldn't help but tear up. He muttered softly, "You are so stingy. Every time you come to my dream, you don't even stay a little longer. Shushu misses you guys so much."
When Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang in the underworld saw this scene, their noses felt sore and tears fell down.
They missed her too, but they were separated by Yin and Yang, so they couldn't appear in front of her. Even the few times they appeared in her dreams were because they were worried about her and begged for help from everyone.
Meng Po, who was standing by, sighed and said, "This girl is a good one. I will see Yue Lao tomorrow and ask for a good marriage for this girl."
The fact that Meng Po and Yue Lao were close friends was known to all ghosts. When Grandma Jiang heard her say this, she quickly wiped away her tears and thanked her.
Now that she has Meng Po's promise, her Shushu will definitely have a good marriage in the future.
(As it turned out, Meng Po was a pretty good person. She kept her word and eventually chose the best man in the world for Jiang Yunshu.)
The sky was gloomy and the air was stuffy. Jiang Yunshu was afraid that it would rain and he would not be able to go back, so he did not dare to stay any longer. He repeatedly reminded the two small mounds of earth not to forget to explain things clearly the next time he dreamed of them.
Otherwise, she would be very anxious.
Preparation? What is she preparing for? At least explain it to her clearly...
Her grandparents are as unreliable as ever when it comes to doing things.
At night, Jiang Yunshu had just finished her meal when she felt sleepy and fell asleep on the sofa.
In the dream, Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang had been waiting for her for a long time.
Jiang Yunshu looked at the two people he had been thinking about day and night, and without caring about any sentimental conversation, he asked, "Grandpa and Grandma, you always tell me to prepare. Is the end of the world coming? Or is World War III about to begin?"
Grandpa Jiang looked at his talkative granddaughter with a kind smile on his face: "Shushu, you think too much, it's not true."
"What is that?" Jiang Yunshu frowned.
"In a month, you will die..."
Before Grandpa Jiang could finish his words, he was interrupted by the emotional Jiang Yunshu: "How could I die, Grandpa, you must be mistaken.
Or are you kidding me? I tell you, this joke is not funny at all."
After graduating from college, she cherished her life so much that she would go for a full physical examination every year. There was nothing wrong with her body, she enjoyed eating and was in good health. How could she die?
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