"Meow!"

This cat's scream was heart-wrenching and extremely emotional.

Grandpa Sun looked at Old Lady Wei with tears in his eyes, unable to control his emotions. The surging emotions hidden in his memory surged out, completely defeating his psychological defense line that was suffering from loneliness.

Wei Lan!

He never told anyone that on the day he died, he was not thinking of his wife or children, but the old man in front of him. His face was vicissitudes, and his black hair when he was young had fallen like the snow in the severe winter, like the first frost of autumn. The silver hair was half covered and half hidden, and it was faintly visible. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be twists and turns.

This is the youthful past of Grandpa Sun and the regret that he had to do in that era.

Old Mrs. Wei rubbed her armband and gradually fell into memories. More than 40 years ago, she and Sun Weien graduated from the accounting secondary school together. At that time, the rare talent of secondary school students was far more rare than today. They were all intellectuals and had the reserve of cultural people.

Maybe I had seen it right, but in that era, confessing was a rebellious thing. No one had the courage to mention it. When they graduated and assigned, they exchanged their most precious things.

What Wei Lan gave to Grandpa Sun was the outstanding worker armband her father gave her.

Grandpa Sun handed over the silver bracelet passed down from his family to Mrs. Wei. To this day, she still carries the silver bracelet and never leaves her for a moment.

The orange cat took another piece of paper, with pens in his claws, and words were written crookedly.

Old Mrs. Wei was extremely shocked and tried hard to identify herself. She found that it was the word "sun". An incredible guess inevitably grew in her mind.

She couldn't help but say to the orange cat: "Are you..."

Grandpa Sun nodded desperately, constantly touching the golden armband with his front paws, and then pointed at himself.

Old Mrs. Wei couldn't sit still anymore. She picked up Grandpa Sun, came to the counter, and asked Zhang Chunyan: "How much does this cat cost? I will buy it no matter what!"

Zhang Chunyan shook her head: "You misunderstood...it's not a matter of money."

"Five hundred thousand, one million, I will give you as much as you want!" Old Mrs. Wei was extremely anxious. "I only want this cat!"

Xiaohua shook her head as well.

"This cat is not in the category of adoption."

She knew very well that this thin orange cat was not the mind she awakened, but the vixen with jade face forced an old ghost into the cat's yang orifice and successfully seized the body.

Xiaohua is unwilling to do such things that damage merit. She doesn't have enough merits herself, and she has to give the unscrupulous boss Lian Chengyun the merit of making the "Feng Ghost No. 1 No. 1 nourishment and replenishment pill" to her unscrupulous boss Lian Chengyun. Every merit has to be carefully calculated.

Old Mrs. Wei was shocked and angry: "You little baby, do you know who I am?" She just planned to show off her identity and then take the opportunity to seek opportunities for flexibility.

Xiaohua tilted her head and said the truth: "I don't know."

This routine is wrong!

Following the formal process and not being careful about your identity, you must at least show some curiosity. Mrs. Wei has lived for more than 60 years and has met such a heartless young man for the first time.

Without supporting roles, Old Mrs. Wei could only brag about herself when she came. "Do you know that my son drove it?"

Xiaohua looked at Old Lady Wei incomprehensible: "I don't know."

Reporter Deng was speechless. Others didn’t know, but he knew everything.

Not only did he know that Baihua was a new signing member of Dayu Entertainment Company, he also heard that the mother of the boss of Huaqing Entertainment Company was an old lady who liked to collect antiques. Even if he didn't care about the identity of Huaqing CEO, this old lady used to be a big entrepreneur with a net worth of hundreds of millions.

Daewoo Entertainment is nothing but a small local company in Zhaoping City. In the face of Huaqing, the Chinese entertainment giant, there is no qualification to be compared.

Old Mrs. Wei had no choice but to change her method and said kindly: "Girl, I beg you to give me this cat. You don't understand, I really need it. I have been looking for him for half a lifetime!"

"Rules are rules." Xiaohua explained with a smile: "We are picking people by pets, not people picking pets. We have to let it agree-"

"Meow!!!"

Grandpa Sun almost shouted and I agreed.

Xiaohua is the Ghost King, and she can understand the voice of Grandpa Sun, who is also a powerful ghost. She asked Grandpa Sun through her thoughts: "Who is this old man you?"

"My... is a good old lady." Grandpa Sun answered with shame with the same thoughts.

"Oh." Xiaohua nodded and said to Old Lady Wei, "You can take your old lady away with you."

Grandpa Sun almost bit his little tongue.

Old Mrs. Wei was also full of surprise. She was sophisticated, sophisticated and skillful, so she could naturally hear the dullness in Xiaohua's tone and the storm hidden in dullness.

This shop owner knows everything!

The three words "Old Love" are enough to betray the deepest secret hidden in her heart.

"You!" Old Mrs. Wei said half a word. She hugged the cat tightly, looked at Xiaohua in surprise, lowered her voice and asked slowly, "Who are you?"

Xiaohua smiled happily: "I am me."

Grandpa Sun could not see through Xiaohua's cultivation. But the faint gloomy ghost aura on her body could not be hidden from Grandpa Sun. If an ordinary cultivator was only treated as bad luck. Grandpa Sun was the half-step ghost king. He guessed how terrifying Xiaohua's realm would be after the ghost aura.

The scene where the little flower awakens the animal's mind and does not deliberately avoid Grandpa Sun.

Grandpa Sun gently grabbed the back of Mrs. Wei's hand and carefully wrote the word "no" on the surface of her skin with her claws. The meaning was that he didn't know.

But Mrs. Wei misunderstood.

Impermanence...

Those who can stop life and death and see through ghosts are not bull-headed and horse-faced, black and white impermanence, what else can they be

Xiaohua whispered: "I will give you something, so you can keep it in a while. You will be able to use it in a few days." She took out a delicate wooden box and handed it to Old Mrs. Wei.

Before the wooden box was opened, Old Mrs. Wei could smell a refreshing fragrance.

"This is called Yan Luo Tianli." Xiaohua said.

Grandpa Sun's eyes were straight. Although it couldn't recognize what it was, it told him through the tempting breath of the box that it was definitely a good thing. It hit the old lady Wei's arm and signaled her to put it away quickly.

Old Mrs. Wei solemnly took the wooden box and opened the gap. There was a hollow carved jade ball inside. She had never seen this exquisite jade artifact. It was more of a jade artifact than a jade artifact. But even a carving master could not carve such exquisite shapes.

"this……"

"It can save your life." Xiaohua smiled, and then stopped talking. This added a veil of mystery to her identity.

Old Mrs. Wei held the box in her arms, and Grandpa Sun stood on her shoulders, calling out the noisy old friend in the room to leave the pet shop.

Zhang Chunyan couldn't understand and asked, "Shopkeeper, what did you give to that old lady? Why did you give it to her for free?"

"Brother Lian instructed."

Xiaohua replied with a smile.

Second floor.

Zhang Haichao was packing his clothes, baseball cap, and turtleneck sweater. He couldn't miss it. Although he didn't want to leave the house, Xiaoya asked him to go out for dinner today, and he would never refuse.

He also specially brought a love rope.

Zhang Haichao looked in the mirror and seemed to be much more handsome and confident than before. It was more gentle than handsome.

He greeted his family, ran downstairs excitedly, and then left the community not far away. He didn't pay attention and hit someone else's head on.

Zhang Haichao raised his head and before he could apologize, he heard the person who was hit shouting at him.

"Hundred flowers!"

The next second, he felt his face wet, his face was sprayed with ether, and then he was carried onto a van.

The engine roared, and the van happily carried the trophy straight to the destination.
Chapter completed!