The old coffin stopped in front of Ye Muxi's house.
The multi-functional coffin of the little zombie was too outrageous. Ye Muxi did not want to scare Song Qinglan, so she moved all the dowry in the coffin one by one outside the house.
Xiao Zhan lay in the coffin, occasionally helping to pass things out.
After everything was moved out of the coffin, Xiao Zhan reluctantly carried the precious coffin and entered the house with Ye Muxi.
After all this fuss, the sky has darkened.
Song Qinglan's eyes suddenly turned red when she saw the dowry laid out all over the hall.
"Xier, you..."
Ye Muxi said calmly: "There are a few things missing. Although they are valuable, they are all accessories. The Ye family has replaced them with other things. See if there is anything missing."
Song Qinglan looked at the dowry all over the floor, her voice choked up: "Okay, okay, that's good..."
Each of these things can bring back memories between her and her husband Ye Zhen.
At this moment, she didn't want to ask how Ye Muxi got the dowry back.
Because those are no longer important.
Ye Muxi picked up the fire pattern stone placed in a very exquisite treasure box and said, "Give this to me?"
Song Qinglan wiped the tears from her eyes and said in a rough voice: "Take whatever you want."
Many of these dowries are priceless treasures. If one or two pieces are pawned casually, it will be enough for their mother and daughter to live for a year or two.
"I don't need anything else." Ye Muxi looked at her: "I can earn the money. If my mother doesn't use it, just keep it."
Song Qinglan had a Qiankun bag that she had worn since she was a child. If she hadn't originally wanted to give it to Ye Muxi, but the Qiankun bag had already claimed its owner, she couldn't give it to her even if she wanted to.
Song Qinglan heard what she said and said: "These things are just external objects now. Your soul is only human-level, and it is also a physical soul. Now that you have offended the Ye and Han family, they will definitely not let you go. You can trade these dowries." Let’s get rid of it and change it to something that can defend ourselves…”
Before Song Qinglan finished speaking, Ye Muxi said: "No need, if mother really doesn't care about these dowries, we can use them elsewhere."
"other places?"
Ye Muxi narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Revitalize the Song family."
Song Qinglan took a breath: "The Song family...?"
Ye Muxi said: "Don't you want to go back to see grandpa and uncle?"
Song Qinglan suddenly became excited: "Xier, what do you mean... we go to Fuxi Country?"
Ye Muxi nodded: "Yes."
She thinks she is not afraid of the Ye and Han families, but her current strength cannot compete with the Ye and Han families, but she has to take Song Qinglan's comfort into consideration.
Returning to Fuxi Country is the best way out for them.
Song Qinglan didn't dare to think about it.
At first, her family did not agree with her marrying so far away, but in the end they agreed to the marriage because they loved her.
Now that she is living in such poverty, what shame does she have to go back and face her father and brother
Ye Muxi saw what she was thinking and said, "Grandpa has not received your reply for a long time. Sooner or later, people will come to inquire about Nanyan Kyoto. You can't hide it from them for long."
Song Qinglan gritted her teeth, obviously understanding that what Ye Muxi said was the truth.
"Okay, then we will set off tomorrow!"
After so many years, she really should go back and take a look.
Song Qinglan was still a fiery person at heart. After making up her mind, she immediately collected all the dowry and went to prepare it quickly.
It was completely dark.
Perhaps because she was going back to her parents' home, Song Qinglan was in much better spirits and cooked a lot of dishes herself to entertain Xiao Zhan.
"It's just commonplace stuff, I hope you don't mind."
Xiao Zhan sat on the chair blankly. The hard chair made his hard body very uncomfortable, and his buttocks moved back and forth.
Song Qinglan asked doubtfully: "Why doesn't Xiaozhang move his chopsticks?"
Xiao Zhan's eyes looked at Song Qinglan through a thin layer of black gauze, and he said very embarrassedly: "I, I never sit on a chair..."
Song Qinglan said: "You don't sit on a chair? What do you usually do?"
Xiao Zheng moved, moved the chair away, moved the coffin in the corner back, and sat down on the coffin lid, then he breathed a small sigh of relief.
"This is where I sit."
Song Qinglan: "..."
Ye Muxi: "..."
Song Qinglan looked at the coffin under his butt, and then at Xiao Zhan, but she felt something was wrong.
Ye Muxi opened her mouth and changed the subject: "Mom, Xiaozhang's family is poor, and he is used to it."
"I see." Song Qinglan nodded, but she still felt something was wrong. No matter how poor she was, she couldn't even have a chair.
Ye Muxi said calmly: "It's started."
As he spoke, he took the lead in using his chopsticks.
Song Qinglan's cooking skills were very good. She squinted her eyes slightly and felt a little satisfied. She liked to eat the dishes made by Song Qinglan the most, which had a warm taste.
Everyone started to move, Xiaoshuang was also holding a bowl and eating, but Xiaozhang was the only one sitting there motionless.
Ye Muxi looked up at him: "What?"
Xiao Zhan said shyly: "I, I don't use bowls and chopsticks either..."
Ye Muxi: "..."
Song Qinglan was surprised: "Then how do you eat?"
Xiaozhan looked at them, picked up the plate of roasted chicken closest to him, then quickly opened the coffin lid, sat in the coffin, and then pressed the roasted chicken against the Soul Gathering Pearl. The roasted chicken disappeared, leaving only one Empty plate.
Ye Muxi: "..."
Song Qinglan: "..."
Xiao Zhan said with satisfaction: "It's delicious!"
After saying that, he put the empty plate back on the table.
Encyclopedia said silently: "Master, you have to get used to it. His soul is in the Soul Gathering Bead."
Ye Muxi was silent for a moment: "Just because I'm used to it doesn't mean my mother can get used to it."
Looking up at Song Qinglan, he saw Song Qinglan's dumbfounded look.
"You... where did you eat the roast chicken?" She didn't even see Xiao Zhan open his mouth, but the roast chicken disappeared in the blink of an eye!
Xiao Zhan seemed to want to say something, but Ye Muxi interrupted: "Put it in the Qiankun bag. He is reluctant to eat it. He will keep it for later."
Song Qinglan: "Is that so?"
Seeing Ye Muxi's calm face, Xiaozhang had no choice but to echo her words: "Hmm... um..."
Next, the four of them finished their dinner in a strange atmosphere.
Ye Muxi wanted to send Xiao Zhan directly to the tomb, but Song Qinglan warmly invited Xiao Zhan to come down.
"It's already getting so late, and the city gate is closed. Didn't Xiaozhan say that his home is on the mountain outside the city? Just stay here for one night." Song Qinglan said with a smile: "But I may have to feel wronged, Xiaozhan, there is no family at home. There is no guest room, so Xi'er will sleep with me at night, so you can stay in Xi'er's room."
Xiao Zhan shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no, madam, I don't need a room, and I don't want to sleep on a bed."
Song Qinglan was surprised: "You don't sleep on the bed? Then how do you sleep every night?"
Xiao Zhan smiled shyly, opened the coffin lid without saying a word, and lay down in it: "I sleep in the coffin every day!"
It has been sleeping for a thousand years.
"..." Song Qinglan's smile suddenly froze on her face, and she slept in the coffin every day...
every day…
Xiao Zhan thought for a while, then got up and said in a very friendly manner: "The coffin is very big. Do you want Mu Xi to come in and sleep together? There are no ghosts in it."
Ye Muxi closed the coffin lid for him expressionlessly and left two words: "Good night."
There are no ghosts inside, but there are zombies!