Transformed into Little Fubao, known as the Little Expert in Pitfalls

Chapter 153: Shadow Treasure is just thunder without rain

"Grandma, I really know I was wrong. Can you forgive me? Mother, mother, Yingbao knows I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again..."

Yingbao spoke with red eyes while pulling her mother Wang Yitong's trouser leg with her white and slightly swollen little hands. Seeing that her mother was hard-hearted and unmoved, she turned to her grandmother beside her, pulled Wang Cuihua's legs, which were still agile and able to walk despite her old age, and begged for forgiveness in tears.

Wang Cuihua was not as iron-hearted as Wang Yitong. She immediately picked up Yingbao and said, "Yingbao, don't cry..." She took out a handkerchief and tried to wipe the golden spots on Yingbao's face and eyes.

But when she looked down, she saw that Yingbao's eyes were just red and there were tears in her eyes, but not a single drop of them came out.

She was also drunk.

This is just like thunder without rain!

Before she could sigh a few more times, her daughter-in-law Wang Yitong turned around and looked at her and Yingbao. Seeing the deathly gaze of her daughter-in-law Tongtong staring at her, Wang Cuihua immediately put on a tactical pretense and wiped Yingbao's invisible tears regardless of anything.

woo woo woo...

Yingbao, who lowered his head, didn't want to cry and had no tears. But his grandmother Wang Cuihua rubbed and wiped him so carelessly that his face immediately turned red, his eyes ached, and tears flowed down for no reason. The more he wiped, the more tears flowed.

Ugh.

She really knows how to thank!

After a while, my mother finally diverted her attention and returned her eyes to where she was cooking, no longer staring at her.

How dangerous.

Wang Cuihua almost couldn't pretend anymore. Seeing her granddaughter obediently in her hands, she looked so pitiful when she saw her dominating her.

She was so busy trying not to let the third son's wife Tongtong down that she noticed Yingbao was pretending to cry and forgot to be gentle.

Seeing Yingbao's fair, tender and delicate little face rubbed by her until it was blue, purple and red, his eyes were red and he stared at her longingly, which made her feel embarrassed and inexplicably felt guilty.

If Yingbao knew what grandma Wang Cuihua was thinking at this moment, he would definitely talk to her.

How could she be so eager?

He was clearly just staring at grandma and acting pitiful—bah, you said it wrong, he wasn't acting pitiful.

She was staring straight at Grandma Wang Cuihua, wondering how she could kill such a cute and somewhat pitiful granddaughter?

She was still a little kid, just a tiny little thing.

Grandma, doesn’t your conscience hurt?

Wang Yitong looked straight ahead, concentrating on cooking, and turning a deaf ear to the strange atmosphere over there.

tsk tsk~

Yingbao and his grandmother Wang Cuihua were both extremely guilty. They didn't dare to look up at each other and just lowered their heads to look at the floor, trying to get away with it. The other one stared at the other, trying to kill with her eyes and make her lose the battle, knowing her wounded heart and her unexpectedly hurt body.

***

The atmosphere at this moment was unprecedented. It was so quiet that even the sound of sparrows flapping their wings on the window frames could be heard clearly.

After a moment of silence.

The pig's trotters in the iron pot were almost cooked, and Yingbao and grandma Wang Cuihua started to get busy again. When they opened the lid of the pot, the aroma that wafted into the air was very memorable.

When the pork is cooked to perfection, it has a soft, glutinous and sweet taste, mixed with the fragrance of the spiritual spring water in the Shadow Treasure Space. It is so sweet that you can't wait to put it in your mouth and taste it, as if you haven't eaten for 800 years.