"Shangluo, shut up." Shang Chuanqi looked at his grandson and had long felt that he was not very smart. Now it turned out to be true.
Shangluo was surprised to hear this: "Grandpa, didn't you say that this little girl... She said she was my ancestor, and you asked me to shut up? Instead of asking her to shut up?"
What happened to this world? !
Shang Chuanqi was almost sent away on the spot because of anger. He looked at Shanglu with a smirk: "If you have anything you like to eat, you can tell the servant." Shanglu
nodded. She tasted the fried dough sticks and soy milk and found that they were more suitable for her taste than milk and bread.
"I've eaten this."
She stared at the fried dough sticks and soy milk: "It's almost a thousand years..."
Before, Wu Mu told her that this was something that humans liked.
Shangluo: "..."
A thousand years? !
I wonder -
is there something wrong with this little girl's brain?
She looks less than ten years old, how can she be so mentally ill.
"Then try this." Shang Chuanqi pinched Shang Luo's ear: "Get out of here!"
This grandson really pissed him off!!
"Grandpa, it hurts," Shang Luo found that his grandfather really hit him hard, and he could only follow him to the garden.
He didn't know what he said wrong at all.
Shang Chuanduo sat next to her, looking at the little girl. He didn't know what to say. He didn't expect to meet his second ancestor so suddenly.
Shang Lu noticed his gaze, she held the fried dough sticks: "Does everyone eat this?"
She didn't have this thing when she was abroad.
This is the first time she has eaten it again after a thousand years.
Shang Chuandu nodded: "Most people can eat it."
Shang Lu said: "How old are you?"
Shang Chuandu quickly replied: "I'm 82 this year."
"Wow!" Shang Lu was surprised: "You are so young."
Shang Chuandu laughed: "Compared to what you, the Sixth Ancestor, said, it is indeed much younger."
Shang Lu looked at him: "When will you die?"
Shang Chuandu couldn't help laughing when he heard it: "I don't know, because this kind of person is not something I can control."
Shang Lu puzzled: "Then are you afraid of death?"
Shang Chuandu shook his head: "No, everyone will die, it's fair."
Shang Lu was in a low mood, she took a sip of soy milk: "It's not fair, why won't I die..."
Shang Chuandu didn't know what they had experienced, but it was true. Immortality is also a kind of loneliness.
Shang Lu looked at him: "Do you want eternal life?"
Shang Chuanduo shook his head: "No, thank you."
Shang Lu sighed: "That's great."
He can choose the length of his life, but she can't.
She didn't know how to let herself die. If she said to twist her head off, it would be ugly.
She wanted to die in her sleep and never wake up again.
It must be beautiful.
When Shang Jia's parents went downstairs, they saw the uncle chatting with a little girl.
Zhong Ruoxue saw this exquisite little girl and liked her at first sight. She sat next to her and was a little excited: "Little girl, what's your name?"
Shang Chuanduo coughed twice: "Her name is Shang Lu, she is older, not a little girl anymore."
It's an ancestor!
Unfortunately, these things...
Alas, it seems that I should talk to Mu Huai about it.
Zhong Ruoxue saw that she was silent and sat beside him eating. Suddenly, Shang Lu asked her, "How old are you?"
Zhong Ruoxue blinked and said, "I am already 45 this year."
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