little ancestors in modern times

"don't know."

The little ancestor shook his head, a ghost is a ghost, why is that ghost a ghost?

"What a fool", this sound made Little Golden Egg feel a little guilty, he was also very anxious, he forgot what the ghost was, he just knew it was definitely not a good thing.

"Little brother, thank you for the food, I... I have to go".

Zhao Datong looked at the child squatting on the ground, turned and left without getting a response for a long time.

The little ancestor was still thinking about why the eldest sister is a ghost and what a ghost is. He was very focused. When he looked up again, he realized that Zhao Datong had left, and he was instantly anxious.

The eldest brother looked at the phone for him without courtesy.

He stood up and looked around, but there was no sign of his big brother. He lowered his head in frustration, and lost interest in studying what ghosts are.

Unwilling to give up, the little ancestor called Momo again, but he still had the same response several times in a row.

He misses Momo, he wants to go back.

Yan Jiabao woke up from a good night's sleep and saw this scene when he walked out the door. The little ancestor sat on the swing chair in a low mood and stared at the mobile phone watch in his hand. The little golden egg was placed next to him, and the courtyard door was wide open. .

What happened when he fell asleep, did the little ancestor open the door by himself and go out to play secretly?And who made the ancestors unhappy?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the absent-minded little ancestor suddenly looked up, "Okay, you finally woke up."

The little ancestor's eyes were like those of a drowning man who suddenly saw a life-saving straw, which shocked Yan Jiabao.

The little ancestor quickly got off the swing chair and ran towards Yan Jiabao, waving the hand wearing the watch while running, "Okay, it's broken, the phone is broken, take a look."

Yan Jiabao stopped moving forward, as expected, what was supposed to come still came.

He pretended to be surprised and asked: "Why is it broken? Did it hit it when I didn't pay attention, and it broke."

"It's broken?"

The little ancestor stopped, stopped in place, looked at it very carefully, shook his head and said: "I don't remember, if it is broken, can it be repaired?".

"This has to be looked at in detail."

At this time, Yan Jiabao had already walked in front of the little ancestor. The little ancestor immediately took off the watch and handed it to him, then looked at him eagerly.

Yan Jiabao looked at it pretendingly, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, his expression collapsed in an instant, "There is no signal, there is no signal".

As if he didn't believe in evil, he took out his mobile phone and unlocked it. When he saw it, he lost his strength instantly, "There is no signal here, how will we live in the next few days!"

Possibly infected by his emotions, the little ancestor tiptoed impatiently to see what was going on, "Okay, can't it be fixed? No signal, what is no signal".

"It's okay if it can't be repaired. I have to borrow your mobile phone from my little ancestor. My little ancestor wants to call Mo Mo." After speaking, the little ancestor stared eagerly at the black square in Yan Jiabao's hand.

The corner of Yan Jiabao's mouth twitched, and he handed over the phone very readily, "Little ancestor, your phone is not broken, and the reason why you can't make calls is because Xiangshan Village is too remote, and the signal is not covered. Where there is no signal, all The phone can't make calls."

After listening to a long series of words, the little ancestor didn't understand the relationship between the signal and whether the mobile phone can be used, but he still captured a message, "Is it possible that your mobile phone can't be used?"

"Yes!" Yan Jiabao said sadly.

The little ancestor is a child who doesn't give up easily. He unlocked the phone according to the method Yan Jiabao told him, pressing out the string of numbers he memorized one by one, but the result made his little face collapse.