Elderly Lady Qiao suddenly spoke up, "Qiao Mu, why aren't you waking your youngest aunt up already?"
"Whoever bit her will treat her." Qiao Mu's words rendered Elderly Lady Qiao speechless.
By now, Qiao Zhongxing also discovered that there were not any zombies chasing them. His back still drenched in cold sweat, he helplessly glanced at the child who had jumped down from the carriage.
This little scoundrel, couldn't she say things more clearly? This indolent habit of reticence needed to be cured!
"Second Uncle, wait a moment for me."
Qiao Mu walked farther away while holding the white squirrel. Then, she knelt down and poked its chubby body. "Can you enter the paradise?"
Only after seeing the white squirrel did she remember that everything alive, including herself, could not enter the paradise, but the paradise's own lake contained fish.
