Yang Bolan was now completely wet.
He staggered and fell to the ground, with stars in his eyes.
At this moment, something even more strange happened. A childish voice coming from the darkness poked straight into the top of his head.
The strange combination of these two sounds makes people
"Yang Bolan."
"Who! Who is calling me!"
Yang Bolan got goose bumps all over his body and his head was shaking.
She quickly took off the bucket covering her head, but she didn't know where the sound came from.
"How dare you! You don't even know who I am! Do you want to be drenched in water again?"
“No, no, no.” Yang Bolan shook his head like a rattle. “I was wrong. I…I won’t dare to do it again!”
As she spoke, her eyes fell on the old lady's portrait in the room.
A bad premonition suddenly arose in my heart.
"You...you are not my old grandmother who passed away long ago, right?"
Yang Bolan was also very uncertain.
But there was no other way, she had to say it now, otherwise she would be drenched to death today.
Lu Mengmeng, who was hiding in the dark, never thought that she would become her grandmother.
But this is not the point, the little guy soon straightened himself up.
"Since you know I'm an old lady from the mud, why don't you kneel down for me!"
"If you offend me, do you know what the consequences will be?"
Yang Bolan's heart skipped a beat again, and he quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
"Please tell me clearly, old lady... Bolan really doesn't know what he did wrong."
Lu Mengmeng frowned and her voice became even heavier.
"Do you really not know, or are you just pretending not to know? Think about it carefully!"
"I warn you, don't lie to me, or I'll make you pay for it!"
Yang Bolan's legs were now weak, his mind was blank, and he buried his head in the ground, not daring to raise it.
How dare you lie?
"Grandma, I'm sorry. I admit that I didn't pay proper respect to you during the Qingming Festival this year."
"The tributes given to you are all made with shoddy workmanship and perfunctory work."
"Not only that, I also often curse you behind your back. I...I know I'm wrong. Please, give me another chance. I won't dare to do it again!"
Yang Bolan was going crazy. She had never had a good time in the art troupe before.
Every year when he worships his ancestors he asks them to bless him, but it’s all in vain. This year Yang Bolan became famous.
The worship was just perfunctory, and I even cursed the old lady in my heart for not doing anything.
But she never expected that the old lady would be jealous of her because of this!
The little guy narrowed his eyes, thought it was quite interesting, and continued.
"What the hell did you offer me to eat?"
Yang Bolan's scalp tingled and he stammered, not daring to speak.
"Still talking, I'm very angry now, keep throwing water at me!"
Yang Bolan subconsciously raised his eyes and wanted to beg for mercy.
But in just a short while, four or five streams of water splashed onto Yang Bolan's face.
Like it was shot out of a water gun.
Yang Bolan was drenched in blood again.
She quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Grandma, please, let me go. I will serve you well in the future. If you need anything, you can tell me directly in my dream. Just don't show up again. I'm really scared to death..."
Lu Mengmeng's lips jumped: "What did you say? Say it again! I am giving you face, but you really don't know how to appreciate it!"
Yang Bolan's heart was about to jump out.
Damn it, why did I just say what was in my heart?
He quickly changed his words.
"I... I mean, I will definitely listen to you from now on. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west!"
"That's better." Lu Mengmeng curled her lips, "Someone, stop the water!"
As he was speaking, the water actually stopped.
Yang Bolan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he finally stopped scolding her.
"Thank you, old lady."
She raised her head tremblingly.
Asked again.
"Old lady, do you have any other instructions? If not, it's late at night, why don't you go back to bed?"
Lu Mengmeng raised her eyelids and said.
"What are you talking about? Are you trying to drive me away again?"
Yang Bolan wanted to beat himself to death.
"Grandma, you misunderstood me again, didn't you? I was worried that you were hungry so late at night. I told you to go back and have some midnight snack. I was worried that you would be hungry!"
"I have remembered everything you just told me. I will learn from my mistakes and will not make the same mistake again."
Seeing that she was sincere in her repentance, Lu Mengmeng nodded slightly.
Realizing that Yang Bolan couldn't see at all, he said.
"I'll forgive you for now. Apart from that incident, there is another thing you did that was really wrong. Do you know what it was?"
Anything else?
Yang Bolan was terrified.
She lowered her head tightly.
"Old lady, please explain clearly."
"I know you don't know, you idiot! Some time ago, did you meet someone named Gu Qingcheng? Do you admit it or not?"
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