My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 192 The only beautiful bald head in the world!

 When I woke up after a long sleep, it was already night.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her eldest nephew, niece-in-law and several great-nephews.

“Why are you all here?” Mianmian asked, rubbing her eyes and sitting up.

Everyone had strange expressions, but Mrs. Su finally smiled, picked up the wig that had been made in a hurry, and brought it to Mianmian.

“Little aunt, what do you think of this wig? It’s curly and matches your face very well.”

Mianmian didn’t understand why her nephew-in-law recommended a wig to her. She thought about it and asked, “Does Mianmian want to wear a wig to attend the banquet?”

 My mother has a curly wig, which is also yellow-brown. She asked what it was for, and her mother replied that it was worn to a dance, and that it was the trend of the era when her mother was young.

 So, now Mianmian thinks that this is the reason why her eldest niece recommended wigs to her.

Hearing my sister-in-law’s simple question, Su Chenyan couldn’t hold it in anymore and said very seriously: “Sister-in-law, even if you have no hair, my fifth nephew and grandson likes you the most!”

Mianmian thought for a moment that she heard wrong. She raised her hand to touch her head and said, "Mianmian has hair. How come Mianmian doesn't have hair?"

 When I touched the little breasted dumpling with a smooth head, I was so shocked that I couldn’t say anything.

She was sitting on the big bed with pink sheets, her bright eyes filled with mist and tears, but her little body was as motionless as a robot without power.

 The adults present thought: This is bad, my aunt is probably going to cry!

Su Chenfei said before that my sister-in-law was very sad when a little bit of her hair was struck by lightning. She would look in the mirror every day to see if it had grown back.

 Now that all her hair has fallen out, my aunt will definitely cry even more sadly!

But it’s not like they were unprepared at all. They had already asked the kitchen to prepare Mian Mian’s favorite desserts, as well as fruit salad and other food, just waiting to coax people later.

　　If one person can't be coaxed, the next one will do it. If the whole family takes turns, they can always coax him, right?

While all the adults were looking at Little Milk Dumpling with high spirits and ambitions of doing something big, Little Milk Dumpling on the bed finally reacted.

That reaction was not crying loudly as they thought, but a long sigh while stroking the smooth bald head.

"Mianmian broke the rules. She just lost her hair. It's already a very, very, very small punishment~" As she spoke, Xiaotai Dumpling was already choking. She paused and took a deep breath to hold back the tears in her eyes. Go back, "My hair can still grow back, Mianmian has no regrets!"

The window of the room was open. When Mianmian said she had no regrets, a breeze blew past Mianmian's head and circled around Mianmian before dissipating.

The wind was too light, and Mianmian, who was busy comforting herself, didn't feel it.

She pursed her lips tightly and reached out to take the wig from her eldest niece-in-law's hand: "Mianmian will look beautiful wearing a wig!"

“Yes, yes, our little aunt is so beautiful!”

Mrs. Su quickly followed Mianmian's words and fixed Mianmian's wig.

 After finishing it, Mianmian stood in front of the mirror and looked in the mirror. No matter how she looked at it, she felt very awkward.

She thought about it again and again, but took off the wig.

 Mianmian felt much more comfortable now.

She reached out to touch her bare head in the mirror, turned around to look at the back of her head, and suddenly smiled.

 “She looks like a little monk! Mianmian is still very cute~”

Mianmian finally smiled, and everyone felt relieved.

  The little aunt/grandma who doesn’t mind is the best. In fact, they also think that the little aunt is the cutest child without hair.

Outside Mianmian’s room, Feng Xianer breathed a sigh of relief.

Rose's little channel: "I told you that our aunt and grandma are open -minded children. You don't believe it, look, it's okay!"

As Rose spoke, she hooked her arms around Feng Xian'er's slender waist, and her eyes rolled around Feng Xian'er's collar. My sister-in-law was in charge and told her not to drool over the handsome guys from the Su family. She was not the kind of unruly person, so she could only watch from a distance to satisfy her cravings.

Now that there is a beautiful male ghost, my aunt will not stop her from doing anything, right?

Feng Xianer realized later that her waist was touched. She frowned and opened Rose's hand: "Don't touch her. This is inappropriate."

Rose didn't care and touched it again: "You can't touch it without losing any flesh. Your waist is so thin. How did you get it while you were alive?" Feng Xian'er opened Rose's hand again and replied: "You got it through practice. , singing and opera requires practice, and I am a female actor, so I have requirements for my posture."

 The two ghosts wandered back to the place prepared for them by the Su family.

 Having completely accepted the bald Mianmian, she very solemnly took a hair growth pill made by her mother after the meal.

After eating, seeing that her two great-nephews were always staring at her bald head, Mianmian walked up to them very generously and stretched her head forward: "Let me touch my great-aunt's bald head, it's very smooth!"

 It was God who shaved it for her!

 The only beautiful bald head in the world!

Su Chaoyu and Su Chaoyang heard this. The two little guys, who were already curious, cautiously stretched out their hands and placed them on Mian Mian's head.

 “Hot.”

 “So slippery!”

 “Like an egg!”

 “It still looks like a watermelon!”

 “Do you eat watermelon, great-aunt? You always said watermelon before!”

When Mianmian heard about watermelon, she also remembered dreaming about eating watermelon. This can be traced back to the fact that watermelon was sold in a variety show.

 “Okay, let’s eat watermelon together!”

Even though she had dinner, Mianmian still remembered her mother saying that girls have two bellies, one for dinner and one for delicious snacks.

The watermelon was eaten, and the great-aunt’s head was touched. The two five-year-old grandson, who had not taken a nap and played all afternoon, was about to go to bed.

They rubbed their eyes and said goodbye to Mianmian, and led Su Chenyi back to the room to sleep.

Mianmian thought for a while and ran to Su Chenjin: "Great nephew, it's time for us to discuss the underworld with Uncle Cui~"

 This is something that has been promised. Su Chenjin put down the work in her hands: "Okay."

Mianmian knew that the ghosts and gods in the underworld could not leave the underworld at will, so she took Su Chenjin's soul and walked through a special passage to the underworld. She sat on the grand master's chair and listened to her grandnephew and Cui Yu discussing various matters in the underworld.

She didn't understand many things at Yamashita, and she only heard a few vague terms: operating the death list on the computer, connecting with the Yangjian Hospital, accomplishing what the king wanted to do, and so on.

While Mianmian was still dizzy and trying to digest what the two adults said, the conversation ended.

“Little Mianmian, your grandnephew is really amazing.” Cui Yu praised Su Chenjin to Mianmian with a gentle smile on his handsome face.

Mianmian nodded immediately: "Of course, Mianmian's nieces and nephews are all very powerful~"

 Cui Yu looked at Mian Mian's small, smooth head, moved the fingers on his knees slightly, and said: "Now there is a plan to improve the efficiency of the underworld, and Uncle Cui still needs your help with something."

Mianmian was curious: "What's going on?"

"I heard from Yao Qian that Mianmian, you are very good at tying up paper money. In this plan, you need to send a batch of...computers to the underworld first. Uncle, can you please make a sample first and burn them to the underworld to see if they can be used? Is that okay? ?" Cui Yu spoke sincerely, with pleading in his eyes, seeking Mianmian's help very sincerely.

 Actually, it’s not that these modern things didn’t come to the underworld, but since they were just shells, they couldn’t be used at all when they got to the underworld and could only be displayed for good looks.

Mianmian nodded vigorously: "Okay, Mianmian will definitely help~"

 She is a handicrafts expert and a master of origami that her father has proclaimed. Nothing can trouble her!

Her little **** are proud and her chest is high. She is full of energy, and her smooth head becomes brighter.

Cui Yu glanced at Su Chenjin and sighed in his heart.

If Su Chenjin hadn't been there, he would have been able to touch the shiny little bald head of Xiaonuituanzi! It looks really attractive!

 (End of this chapter)