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Chapter 29 Grandma's Meal (8)

“Eat.”

At this moment, Grandma Xu's voice was so kind that Sister Wang, who knew something was wrong, became more and more resistant.

When facing ghosts, I dare not refuse directly, for fear that the other party will turn against me.

Thinking of this, Sister Wang looked at Tang Jiumin with a look of help, and then she saw that Tang Jiumin had not moved the bowls and chopsticks in front of her.

"Young man, don't you eat it? Do you dislike the food I cook?" Grandma Xun noticed Tang Jiumin as Sister Wang's movements as soon as possible. She instantly lowered her face and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, yes, hurry up and try the food made by the old man."

"you……"

Sister Wang turned around in surprise, but she didn't expect that Wang Pang would urge Tang Jiumin to eat the food made by the ghost!

Facing Sister Wang's surprise and suspicious look, Wang Pang said without changing his face: "Tang..., he came in first, I guess he was sure, right, brother, you must think the food made by the old man is very suitable for your appetite. Why don't you try it? Don't be too slow."

Wang Pang didn't know what Tang Jiumin's full name was, but he only knew that the other party's surname was Tang, but this did not prevent him from digging a hole for the other party.

There is no way, who lets the other party take his own initiative and wants to come in, which makes him in a dilemma.

The ghost warmly greeted the three of them for dinner. Often there was something wrong with the meal at this table. Since there was a problem, let this guy who was self-advocating to try it first.

Isn't he very capable?

Wang Pang regretted it very much after coming in. He just thought too much just now, so he might as well leave it. How could he be trapped in a haunted house like he is now?

He secretly hated Tang Jiumin at this moment, and felt that all the mistakes were on Tang Jiumin, and he had even forgotten that he was in danger.

"..." Sister Wang opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but as soon as her eyes touched the ghostly grandmother Xun, she couldn't say anything, and she was stuck in her throat.

"Young man, do you dislike the food I cook?" Grandma Xu asked gloomyly.

His normal skin color faded away again, revealing a blue-gray color, the dark ink in his eyes was filling the entire eye socket, and his skin began to get pussy again.

Quiet.

Wang Pang subconsciously held his breath and stared at Tang Jiumin tightly. Sister Wang was almost suffocated and turned her head stiffly to look at Tang Jiumin.

"Ha, if the old man is there, I just feel that you are lucky to have a good meal. If I sit here alone, I will be too disrespectful to you."

"Let's go together."

"We have three people, only three bowls. Old man, don't you and Xuo eat it?"

"By the way, the stool is not enough. There are still two stools left, so help me get it."

Tang Jiumin looked at Wang Pang, looked up slightly, and signaled the other party to get the stool.

"Yes, my old lady has a bad memory. She is obviously three people. Why do I just care about one person? I have a bad memory. Come on, I will go to the kitchen to get two pairs of bowls and chopsticks." Grandma Xun changed her face and instantly returned to her "normal" state. She took small staggering steps to the kitchen.

"You...!" Wang Pang's smile, which was originally a bit conscient, froze instantly.

He stared at Tang Jiumin, but Tang Jiumin ignored the other party at all.

Because Tang Jiumin suddenly stood up.

He shouted to the kitchen: "Old man, you are old, just let us young, I'll help you get the dishes and chopsticks."

Tang Jiumin said as he strode outside the kitchen. He pushed open the door without hesitation and walked in.

"Oh, why are you so embarrassed? You even asked the guests to help me." Grandma Xun held two bowls in her hand and looked at Tang Jiumin, smiling from ear to ear.

"Hey, what a big deal, you didn't take the chopsticks, I'll do it."

The moment Tang Jiumin pushed open the kitchen door, he quickly looked around and saw the general situation in the kitchen clearly.

It's a very simple kitchen, but it looks very clean, and it's often cleaned.

Tang Jiumin walked to the place where the chopsticks were placed, but Xun's grandmother had to take a few small steps back and give up her time.

Tang Jiumin turned his back to Grandma Xu, and saw that there were not many or fewer in the wooden box where the chopsticks were placed, and there were two pairs of chopsticks.

Under the counter next to the wooden box, there are two iron basins inside, filling the space inside.

Tang Jiumin said: "Old man, have you forgotten to buy chopsticks? There are no chopsticks?"

"How is it possible..."

"It's true, look." Tang Jiumin turned his body a little bit, pointed to the two pairs of chopsticks placed on the wooden box, but he was talking lies with his eyes open, "No, you must have only put three pairs of chopsticks on your usual occasion and didn't buy extra chopsticks. How could you say you had two pairs of chopsticks?"

When Grandma Xu heard this, her face changed drastically.

She stammered and replied: "This, maybe I'm wrong. Oh, I'm old and my eyes are not very good. I asked my granddaughter to buy two pairs again."

As she said, she walked out to the kitchen door and said loudly: "Xiao Ke, help my grandma buy two pairs of chopsticks outside. There are no extra chopsticks at home."

And just now, Wang Pang and Sister Wang were really uneasy.

The waiting process was so painful that Wang Pang was so anxious that he stood up.

Xun slowly looked up, revealing his pale face, looking at Wang Pang.

One person and one ghost look at each other,

Bang.

Wang Pang sat back after a while, sweating profusely.

The moment he met Xu, the other party showed a strange smile, and the corners of his mouth were twisted and raised, which made people frightened.

It was so dangerous that my head was raised and my grandmother's words were diverted.

When the two heard the voice of Grandma Xun coming from the kitchen and heard the contents clearly, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Cold sweat.

Sister Wang, who was originally tight, suddenly leaned back and her calf twitched significantly.

She was too nervous, causing her body to have a stress reaction. Fortunately, it was not too serious and she could still sit firmly.

"Do you have no chopsticks?" Xu also asked loudly.

Her pale face now had no expression on her pale face, and even her tone made people feel emotionally sounded like an empty puppet, even her voice was distorted.

"It's gone, go quickly."

"good."

Xun stood up and left, she lowered her head again, her long hair covering her face again, a living and realistic version of Sadako.

Even though he was only a junior high school student and was short, this scene still made the two adults feel numb on their scalp.

Click.

The door opened and then closed again.

As soon as Xu Xu left, Wang Pang felt much more relaxed. He turned his eyes and turned his head to look at the kitchen.

If the man surnamed Tang was entangled with the ghost, he decided to take advantage of this moment to escape. Anyway, if the grandmother, who was aware of his escape, would immediately deal with Tang Jiumin, not him.

so……

Wang Pang looked at the kitchen.
Chapter completed!
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