“Then… where did my little brother Qizi reincarnate? Is he doing well now?” Xiao Huaer suddenly stood up, shook the chains on her body, grabbed a few steps, and asked excitedly. 126shu
“Bold, you are the only ghost in the world who can you spy on your own?” The horse face raised its maiden, and the weapon in its hand shone coldly, shouting loudly, glaring and cursing.
This big beast has now recovered its strength, and the pressure of a ghost official is even better. He is not afraid of the fierce ghost-level little flower in all aspects, so he is naturally even more arrogant.
“Little… Little devil dare not, little devil just…” Xiao Huaer trembled and knelt down to the ground again, whispering to the bottom of her mouth. Seeing that the horse face looked gloomy, she didn’t dare to say anything anymore, but just looked at me for help.
I felt soft, and sighed, walked to Lao Ma, and laughed, “Okay, Brother Ma, brother, I finally saw your former majesty today. It is indeed extraordinary, far beyond the black and white impermanence. However, it is rare for us brothers to meet each other. Don’t be so serious, I dare not talk to you.”
Lao Ma’s majesty suddenly dissipated, and he glanced at me in anger. I was not afraid. He walked over and blocked his majestic shoulders and smiled, “Brother Ma, didn’t you say that you could let us see the scene of the reincarnation of the little flag? This time, you wouldn’t be bragging again like Brother Niu, right?”
“You boy!” Niu Tou’s face suddenly swelled, pointed at me, and scolded me with a smile, nodded to Mammon.
“Do not to avoid it, today you will open your eyes.” The horse face slanted me, his shoulders shook, and bounced me away, and then his face turned solemn, and his ghostly pinched the sword loudly: “Tracking back to the past life, supervising the present world, leaving no traces, and life and death are revealed!”
A horse face floated on the black life and death book in front of him, and then suddenly, like a ball of ink, the mist melted, and a blurred scene in the middle gradually became clear.
“See!” Lao Ma stretched out his hand and pointed, and the scene stood in the air.
What spreads before my eyes is a very warm picture. In a not-so-large but neat room, a young couple snuggled up to each other and lay on the bed, with their wife holding a one- or two-year-old child in their arms.
The child was born white and fat, with a rosy face. He closed his eyes and his pink little mouth muttered something from time to time. He grabbed the corner of his mother’s clothes with one hand and a flower toy with the other, as if he was sleeping soundly.
The wife’s hand was patted on the child intentionally or unintentionally, humming something gently in her mouth, full of tenderness and kindness.
Suddenly, the child seemed to feel something. He glanced at his rosy little mouth, and before he opened his eyes, he kicked his calf and started crying.
“What’s wrong, what’s wrong?” The husband suddenly woke up from his sleep, looked at the child, got out of bed in a hurry with his clothes, boiled water to find a bottle, and was so nervous and panicked.The clumsy appearance caused his wife to frown and complain in a low voice.
The husband was not angry either, but just smiled foolishly, followed his wife’s instructions, prepared the milk powder, lit it, tried the temperature with the back of his hand, and handed it to his wife.
The wife took the bottle and put it on the child’s lips. The child licked his pacifier, quickly took it in his mouth, and drank it.
The husband then wiped his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Go to sleep!” said the wife softly.
“Wait until the child is full!” the husband replied softly.
“It’s okay, I’ll just put the bottle on the bedside later. You have to go to work tomorrow. Don’t delay your rest. Go to bed quickly!”
The husband nodded, leaned over and kissed his wife and children on the forehead, then turned to the other side, took off his clothes and went to bed, and quickly snored.
“Yes… it’s my little flag brother!” Xiao Huaer was in surprise and was already crying.