The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

   Chapter 13 is all worthless

   “Grandpa, grandma, second uncle, third uncle, brother, wait for me.”

  Niannian put down the ferret, ran out clutching the USB flash drive, and brought a bag back to the car.

   “My God, little princess, how heavy is this, hurry up, Third Uncle will help you get it.”

  Si Xinghe hurried over and took the bag.

   Then he looked down with some doubts, this bag seems to be heavier than when he was in Quanyuan Town?

   Nian Nian, who will not lie, lowered his head in a guilty conscience.

   These are all things in the Taoist temple. When she encountered Tutu when she went down the mountain, she put it in the system space, and just quietly took it out in the car and put it in the bag.

   “Xiao Niannian, what is this thing?” Si Muen asked with a smile.

   Nian Nian put aside the guilty conscience, stepped forward, and opened the bag.

   “The master said, come and don’t go back and forth. If someone gives me a gift, I will return the gift, but I have no money, that’s all. I hope grandpa, grandma, second uncle, third uncle, and brother don’t dislike it.”

   Then, Mr. Si has a thousand-year-old painting that has long since disappeared.

   Mrs. Si has a glass of jade in her hand.

  Si Xiyou was in a daze holding a rare medical book that had been lost for hundreds of years.

  Si Xinghe picked up the box full of jewelry in his arms and couldn’t believe his eyes.

  Si Muen held a three-star spar and swallowed silently.

  …

   “Nian Nian, these are…”

  Si Xinghe was the first to come back to his senses.

   He is the one who knows the little princess best here. He only went down the mountain after the death of his master. He has no money and can’t even fill his stomach, but what’s the situation now?

   Anything here is enough to buy a large shopping mall?

   Niannian pursed her lips, her little head drooped slightly, a little shy.

“I know these are not worth much, but they are the only things I can give you now. When I earn money, I will buy better gifts for grandpa, grandma, second uncle, third Uncle and brother!”

   raised his head, his delicate little face was full of sincerity.

   Nian Nian has always been very serious about making money.

   Everyone in the Si family looked at each other, and then pulled Niannian onto the sofa and sat down.

   “Xiao Niannian, tell the third uncle, how many of these things are there in your Taoist temple?” Si Xinghe asked.

  Others also looked at Nian Nian with hot eyes.

   Nian Nian shook his head, “No, except for those buried with the master, they are all here.”

  Si Xiyou held the medical book in love, and then found that there was a square mark on the cover, which was very deep, as if it had been pressed by something for a long time.

   “The table of the Taoist temple is always shaking, so that I can’t meditate when I learn the characters, so the master used it to pad the legs of the table.”

  Si Xinghe also found the box of jewelry, each one was stained with some dirt, and some even had green moss.

   “I dug this out from the path of the Taoist temple. Every time it rained, the road was full of potholes. The master used these stones to smooth the road.”

  Si Muen also smelled the three-star spar in his hand, and found that there was always a very strange smell.

   “The master likes to pickle some wild vegetables himself to eat, but it needs a stone to hold it down. This is what I took out of the jar of pickles.”

   “What about this in Grandma’s hand?” Mrs. Si pointed to the colored glaze and jade in her hand.

  Niannian pursed his lips, and his voice was a little low, “There is a hole in the wall of the Taoist temple, which was filled with it before.”

  People: “…”

   Mr. Si shook the thousand-year-old painting in his hand tremblingly, “Xiao Niannian, this painting…”

“The master said that this painting could neither be plastered on the wall nor put on the table, and it was of no use at all, so I threw it in the utility room, but I found that it was not completely useless, and dug those stones out of the soil. thanks to it.”

   Push my new book:

   “Airborne Hot Search! The national female goose is the group pet”

   Not sweet you bite me.

   As a famous scumbag in the demon world, Wan Ning lived up to expectations and failed in her ascension. She was forced to stay in the human world and became a coveted cat bastard.

   The cat **** became famous in the entertainment industry by virtue of his appearance, but by accident, he was brought home by the youngest doctor of psychiatry in the imperial capital.

   Wan Ning: “Actually, I’m a cat.”

   Gu Qingyan silently created a medical record for Wan Ning: delusional disorder is accompanied by age cognitive impairment, mild anxiety, and extreme lack of security.

   Treatment plan: reasonable arrangement of diet, appropriate psychological counseling.

   As a result, Gu Qingyan started his daily life of feeding and coaxing people.

   Coaxing and coaxing, he coaxed people onto the bed.

   Wan Ning: “I treat you as a **** shovel officer, but you want to…”

   (end of this chapter)