C178 Do Not Cry

A woman who looked like a spinster walked in with reverence for ghosts and demons.

He even had a blue stick in his hand, which contained some snacks and a pot of tea.

She stood at the entrance of the yard and chanted, "Aunt Zhou, don't blame me. This old servant has no other choice. In your next life, be a man and don't suffer so much."

Xiaomeng's eyes twinkled