The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Chapter 211 Oh wow, it’s overturned

Sang Tieniu was still a little confused by her series of actions. He looked at the stick in his hand, then at his youngest son's butt, and for a moment he didn't know how to continue.

But when he saw the glaring pink clothes on his son, he gritted his teeth and raised the stick again.

Sang Jiale, who was still lying on the ground groaning, subconsciously felt his anus tighten when he heard the sound of the stick falling through the air.

He clenched his gluteus maximus tightly, but even when he was tired, he still didn't feel the expected pain.

Even my butt, which was a little painful after being spanked before, now feels nothing for some unknown reason.

Then he felt the hand pinching his hands behind his back, and the always smart Sang Jiale immediately had a guess in his mind.

He turned his face away with difficulty, but his eyes in the red eye sockets were shining, and he shouted with some joy and surprise:

"Eighth sister~you..."

Hearing the sound, Shishi glanced at him. As soon as he saw his expression, he knew that something bad was going to happen, so he interrupted the rest of his words in a hurry and angrily.

"Sister! Cry! I love hearing you cry!

If you don’t cry, I’ll beat you until you cry!”

When Sang Jiale heard this, he immediately reacted. His eyes rolled around and he howled at the top of his lungs with no real action.

"Ahhh~ Daddy, it hurts~"

When Sang Tieniu heard that he was actually shouting the same words again, he increased the force that he had originally not used much.

"Ahhh~"

"Mother~"

"Wuhu~"

"Hey hey hey hey hey~"

"..."

As Sang Tieniu kept beating him, the sound seemed more and more wrong. Why did it feel like he was enjoying it?

He didn't start to feel anxious until the child fell silent.

He wouldn't be beaten to death, would he?

This shouldn’t be the case. I knew my son was young, so I didn’t put in much effort!

At this moment, the people watching the show saw that Sang Jiale was silent, and they gathered around with some concern.

Zhang, who happened to have prepared the meal, came to the front and asked everyone to prepare to eat.

When she arrived, she saw her man holding a stick and a little girl lying motionless on the ground.

She saw several adults nearby walking towards the center, and she followed them without knowing why.

I walked over and just looked out when the sky fell.

Because Sang Tieniu just turned Sang Jiale over to check the situation.

No matter how Sang Jiale dresses up, there is no mother who cannot recognize her own son.

"Ahhhhh! Sang Tieniu, I'm going to fight you!"

Zhang rushed forward, pushed Sang Tieniu to the ground, and then picked up her little son with heartache.

"You stupid cow! You have such a cruel heart! How old is he..."

Zhang got stuck in the middle of her scolding.

In the scene just now, she thought that her husband had knocked her son unconscious.

But...how can a person who has fainted still snore?

Not only Zhang heard the little snoring, but everyone present heard it.

The two elders and the eldest and third brothers immediately cast suspicious glances at the little girl who lowered her head and tried to shrink her neck to reduce her presence.

Oops, the car flipped over.

Sang Tieniu also reacted after a moment of shock.

They used to be so close to each other, but now that the brother got beaten up, the sister suddenly seemed to have some grudge against them.

It turns out that I'm playing tricks on him!

When Sang Tieniu thought about how he was swinging his stick like an old ox, grunting and panting, he wondered how these two bastards were laughing at him in their hearts.

Laughed angrily.

But when he looked at his little niece with an innocent face, he opened and closed his mouth, but couldn't say a single harsh word.

Finally, he could only turn around and glare at Sang Tiezi, saying angrily:

“Look at you!

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked! "

"Hey, second brother, this, that, it just shows that these two siblings have a good relationship, which is a good thing!"

Sang Tieniu rolled his eyes at him when he heard this, but did not refute.

Then he got up, patted the dirt off his butt, and said to his wife helplessly:

"Wife, take this bastard home and wash him first. His clothes are too dazzling."

He acted as if nothing had happened when Zhang gave him a big butt shove.

Instead, Zhang felt that she had been a little reckless in a hurry and began to feel guilty.

But they didn't say much. It would be better for the couple to talk about this matter behind closed doors at night.

She responded softly, smiled embarrassedly at the two elders, and then left with her son.

Seeing her daughter-in-law walk away, Wang murmured:

"If you ask me, that skirt looks great on him. When he wears it out tomorrow, his friends will laugh at him and he won't dare to act like a little girl again."

When Sang Tieniu heard this, his eyes lit up.

It has to be his mother!

After all, I only have this one son, and he is still young. I dare not hit him too hard every time. I think this idea of mine is the best.

Sang Tieniu didn't even say hello and hurriedly chased after his wife and son.

Sang Jiale, who fell asleep comfortably under the nourishment of the corpse's special power, had no idea that he had such a deceitful father.

"Okay, old woman, go check on the kitchen to see if the meal is ready. Shishi, go call your brothers and sisters to prepare dinner."

Seeing that there was no more show to watch and that it was almost dark, Mr. Sang told a few people to prepare dinner.

It was just getting dark, and there was one more person, Qin Yuling, at the dinner table at Old Sang's house, but the four boys in the family were missing.

When Shishi went to call out, Sang Jiaan and his brothers were busy doing something in the house and hadn't even eaten.

The girls in the family went to the kitchen with sweet potato flour not long after Shi Shi left.

So today, on the dinner table at Old Sang's house, there were two plates of pre-fried vegetables and several large bowls of sweet potato noodles.

Mr. Sang didn't know about this yet, so he asked curiously:

"Are these really made from that sweet potato?"

The four girls nodded in unison upon hearing this.

"Grandpa, please try it first. After you finish eating, I will tell you how it is made."

Sang Qingqing stood up, picked up a bowl of vermicelli and handed it to Grandpa Sang.

Seeing this, the remaining adults started to move on their own.

The five sisters had all eaten a large bowl before, so they just ate a little symbolically.

None of them had ever eaten noodles before, and the sweet potato noodles were slippery and could not be picked up with chopsticks. In the end, they had no choice but to hold the bowl and scoop the noodles into their mouths with chopsticks.

The others ate with a look of deliciousness and enjoyment, but Sang Qingqing and the other three frowned after taking two bites.

It was delicious too, but it was far inferior to the five bowls that Shishi had conjured up earlier.

These girls have no idea that what they are eating now is called original flavor, while what they ate before was called technology and hard work.

But despite the huge gap, the four girls didn't say anything.

Maybe there is a difference between what immortals do and what ordinary people like them do.

It’s great to be able to get the recipe. As for the taste, we can gradually improve it after we figure it out.

After everyone finished eating, Sang Qingqing explained to everyone how sweet potato noodles were made, and emphasized that this thing was light and easier to store.

"Grandpa and Grandma, what do you think about us making this and selling it?"

Wang thought this was a good idea and was about to agree to it when Old Man Sang next to her raised his hand to stop her.

Old Master Sang pondered for a moment before saying:

"Not yet. Shishi's situation is still unclear."

The expectation on the four girls' faces turned into disappointment when they heard this.

Yes, Shishi’s going to Beijing has not been decided yet, and we don’t know what the final situation will be.

Seeing that the girls who used to be full of energy were now listless, Mr. Sang thought for a moment and said,

"You can research and make it first. Once everything is finalized, you can do this business if you still want to."

"Really? Thank you, Grandpa!"

"Thank you, grandpa~"

......

Seeing that the girls had regained their spirits, Mr. Sang smiled kindly.

At this time, he still thought that they were just making some small things to set up at a stall in the town market.

That night, the girls in the old Sang family were so excited that they couldn't sleep, and the boys stayed awake all night even more.

The next day, just as the sky was getting light, Sang Jiaan's door finally opened.

Four figures came out, all carrying something, and quietly went up the mountain.