Ma Jingtian, did he run into Ah Piao again?
It doesn't make sense, I had already asked those ghost soldiers to hide.
Xin Lin rolled her eyes after hearing Ma Jingtian's ghostly screams.
"Daddy, you go drink the soup first, I'll come later."
Seeing the look on Silly Chu's face, Xin Lin knew that he hadn't eaten yet; half coaxing and half persuading, she tricked Silly Chu away.
She walked toward the backyard.
"Ma Jingtian, in the middle of the night, do you want to scare people to death?"
As soon as Xin Lin entered the backyard, she saw Ma Jingtian holding a lantern, with vacant eyes, pointing at the vegetable garden ahead, trembling all over like he had epilepsy.
"Little Boss, your seeds... seeds."
Ma Jingtian pointed at the newly cultivated vegetable garden.
Those wealthy families like to pretend to be cultured by planting flowers and grass, but our Little Boss is an anomaly, insisting on planting vegetables.
