"No need, thank you, Grandmother," your grandmother politely refused.
"Hmm, if you feel like eating them, come and find the old woman again."
With that, the old woman got on her tricycle and wobbly cycled away.
Within the mist, the sound of knocking on the bamboo pole still echoed: "Dong, dong-dong..."
It was only after the old woman had left that Xiao Meiyu gently patted her ample chest and said, "That was close, so close. If we had eaten the Old Lady's dumplings, who knows, we might have been sawed into several pieces."
"Why are you so sure you'd be cut into pieces? Seems like you've done plenty of bad deeds yourself."
You teased.
"Yes, so if that moment really comes, you have to protect Yu'er, cousin."
"I don't have that kind of spare time."
As you were speaking, two ghosts slowly approached you. When they were a short distance away, both of them bowed to you.
As usual, you returned the gesture and said, "You brothers have worked hard."
