Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

The two old ladies finally finished their fight and looked back, but the chubby New Year picture doll was nowhere to be found.

"Oh, no, it's all your fault. You insisted on snatching the child from me. Now the child is gone."

"It's your fault. Stop slandering me."

"Bah bah bah."

"spit."

"..."

Ruoyan had no idea that after she picked up Miaomiao, the two old ladies had knocked off their heads several times. It was the younger generation nearby who tried to stop the fight and helped pick up the heads from the ground.

Miaomiao curled up into a small ball, looking at her arms, barely able to control herself and stop crying.

"Uncle, Miaomiao is a ghost, but don't be afraid, Miaomiao won't hurt you."

As she spoke, Miaomiao suddenly wanted to cry again.

Miaomiao still seems unable to accept the fact that she has become a ghost.

After all, whoever becomes the thing they fear most will collapse.

Miaomiao is in this state now, and she is trying very hard to control her emotions.

"Sister, where are you taking Miaomiao?"

Ruoyan rubbed Miaomiao's head and said, "Go home."

Having said that, Ruoyan took her, waving her sleeves, and walked slowly forward.

Miaomiao was so scared that she kept covering her eyes and kept muttering, "I can't see, I can't see."

If you can’t see it, there’s nothing.

There were red datura flowers floating around, which looked magnificent, but unfortunately Miaomiao curled up into a ball, insisting on getting into Ruoyan's arms.

A familiar ghost passed by and greeted Ruoyan when he saw her, "Sister Ruoyan, what good things did you bring back this time?"

With a slight smile, Ruoyan said, "Nothing, I just picked up a little ghost."

Before they could see clearly, Ruoyan took Miaomiao across the Naihe Bridge.

Meng Po was sending away a group of ghosts to be reincarnated, and was now sitting in a rocking chair, taking a nap.

The pot next to me was still bubbling.

"I'm back." Meng Po said slowly without opening her eyes.

Ruoyan sat down next to Meng Po and said, "Yeah."

"I brought a child back. Is there any food? Bring some out."

Ruoyan's words were so confident that Meng Po opened her eyes.

Child, what child.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Meng Po saw a little guy who was trying to be calm and was trying to greet her, "Hello."

"Hey, where did this little darling come from? I found him." Meng Po teased and picked up Miaomiao without saying a word.

"So cute."

Meng Po scratched her nose with her fingers, and her eyes looked very happy.

Under Meng Po's loving gaze, Miaomiao gradually relaxed, and Ruoyan beside her also breathed a sigh of relief.

After so many years, she had long forgotten how to be a mother, but she was worried about the child, so she brought him to Meng Po.

Ruoyan knew that Meng Po was kind-hearted but also cold. What would happen if she brought Miaomiao here would all depend on her luck.

"Miao Miao, this is my first day as a ghost. Please give me your guidance."

As he said this, the little guy bowed to Meng Po.

"It's my first day as a ghost." No wonder he cried so pitifully.

Meng Po's eyes fell on Miaomiao. She could not see through her past, nor could she find her future.

A weak little ghost seemed to be shrouded in a fog.

"Stay here with me for now."

"Give me a hand."

After saying that, Meng Po lightly touched Miaomiao's forehead with her finger.

"Okay, don't be afraid now."

When she opened her eyes again, the ghosts she could see in front of her were all their complete appearances when they were alive.

Looking at it this way, it wasn't that scary, and it greatly reduced Miaomiao's fear.

Miaomiao was left with Mengpo. Ruoyan looked at her with some reluctance in her eyes, but still did not intend to take her away.

"Haven't you let it go yet?"

After a long while, Ruoyan said with hatred rising to the sky, "I will never let it go in this life."

Blood debt must be repaid with blood.

Her daughter couldn't have died in vain.

"Ugh……"

Behind him, Meng Po let out a long sigh.

That person is already an immortal king, so revenge would be difficult to come by.

Meng Po once advised Ruoyan to enter reincarnation, but the obsession in her heart never dissipated.

To this day, Ruoyan no longer has any feelings for her husband, and the only thing that supports her is revenge for her daughter.

And Miaomiao is the only good thought left in her journey of revenge.

Looking at Ruoyan's receding figure, Miaomiao waved her little hand, "Sister, goodbye."

Meng Po touched her head and thought that it would be nice to have such a little creature to keep her company during the long period of loneliness by the Naihe Bridge.

"Miao Miao, uncle is back."

After a lot of trouble, the system finally started to complain about the main system through the system complaint channel.

Complaint against: main system.

Judge: Main system.

I judge myself???

The main system finds it outrageous.

But at least the main system knows why 001 is so crazy.

The main system trembled as it called up the surveillance video. Seeing the little guy crying miserably, it used its little conscience to make a compensation payment to 001.

There is no way to get a refund, only compensation.

If he doesn't want it, then he doesn't care.

Main system: Play badly, do not disturb.

The system looked at the long string of zeros on the account with hatred. It couldn't withdraw. Okay, then it would use your energy points to go on a shopping spree and spend it all on Miaomiao.

Consider it your apology.

Miaomiao was put on a pink dress. Mengpo was still by her side, and she had specially arranged a small stool for Miaomiao.

When Meng Po was making Meng Po soup for the ghosts, Miao Miao followed beside her, stirring the pot with a spoon bigger than herself.

Miaomiao picked up the soup and said, "Welcome."

Put down the bowl, "See you next time."

Meng Po made the soup and Miao Miao passed the bowl, and they cooperated very well.

Most ghosts, when seeing a pink dumpling raising its hands and asking you to drink soup, would not refuse but drink it quietly and then line up to be reincarnated.

However, if there are too many ghosts, accidents may occur.

When Miaomiao picked up another bowl of Mengpo soup and handed it to the man in front of him, "Welcome, please enjoy it."

This soup only comes once in a lifetime.

"You're so cute."

After praising Miaomiao, the man drank it all in one gulp.

When he put down the bowl, his eyes became much clearer.

But the only difference is that the man said again, "Why am I here, hey."

"Little boy, you are so cute, can you come with me?"

Picking up another bowl of soup, Miaomiao said, "Drink the soup first."

"it is good."

The man drank it all again in one gulp, put down the bowl, and looked at Miaomiao again.

"Little friend, come with me."

This look of persistence is almost more effective than Meng Po soup.

Meng Po was attracted and looked at the scene, then walked over with a sullen face.

Really, this is a waste of her soup.

"You drink first."

The man drank it all in one gulp, and before he put down the bowl, Meng Po hid Miao Miao behind her skirt.

Meeting the man's clear gaze, Meng Po stretched out her finger and pointed forward, "Let's go."