Yan Bei looked blankly at the gold shop in front of him, then looked at the gold jewelry he had just scattered, and muttered in a low voice: "Is it because I took these gold jewelry?" ”

"Won't it?" Whispering, Yan Bei squatted down to pick up the gold jewelry that had fallen to the ground, but he only heard the prompt sound of the system mall acquisition, and heard nothing else.

"Xiao Duo, what the hell is going on? Statistical system failure? Yan Bei asked suspiciously in his heart.

However, Xiao Duo only replied to her: "The company's system will never fail!" ”

After saying that, he didn't squeak, and Yan Bei got this affirmative answer, and after knowing that he would not be happy in vain if it wasn't for a system failure, he put the matter behind him and concentrated on collecting gold and silver jewelry.

After all, an increase in value is a good thing for her, no matter how it goes up, just go up!

Thinking like this, Yan Bei completely let go of the matter, not only collecting the gold and silver himself, but also ordering the two speed zombies assigned by Changsheng to search together.

In this way, in the evening, before nightfall, the door of Yan Bei and Changsheng's temporary residence was filled with small mountains of gold and silver.

As soon as Yan Bei got home, he saw these things piled up in front of his house, and his son Changsheng was standing on the hill and looking at him with a praising face, laughing out loud.

Yang Tian smiled for thirty seconds, and his smiling face was closed in seconds, Yan Bei stepped forward seriously, raised his hand, and sold all the mountains in front of him to the system mall.

[Gold+25520]

Listening to the system prompt and looking at the corridor in front of him that had become empty again, Yan Bei secretly swallowed his saliva, expressing some joy at the arrival of this windfall.

I couldn't help but quietly open the personal panel and take a look.

Name: Yan Bei

Receptionist Level: 0 (0/10)

Money: 25520

Skill: Five Senses Method

Well, the money barrier has finally broken through the five figures, and now, it can be regarded as a little confident in doing things.

That's OK!

"Mom?"

Just as he was secretly rejoicing, Changsheng's suspicious voice sounded, pulling Yan Bei's thoughts out of the money.

"What's wrong?" Yan Bei asked.

Changsheng tilted his head to look at the muffled smile on her face that had not yet disappeared, and asked, "What about the things?" ”

Yan Bei was stunned by the question, but remembered that Changsheng had already known that he had a warehouse, but he just misunderstood it as space, so he explained unhurriedly:

"I'm putting it away, in the space, it's our secret, Changsheng won't tell anyone else, right?"

"Hmm!" Changsheng nodded, but he hadn't been praised until now, and his mood was a little low.

Yan Bei was amused by his red aggrieved eyes, and knew in his heart what the little guy in front of him was waiting for, but he pretended not to know anything, and led the little guy into the house.

Entering the house, Yan Bei let go of Changsheng's hand, closed the door, and by the way, took off the white sheet that had been draped on his body, shook it, handed Changsheng a mysterious look, and took the sheet into the house.

Changsheng was stunned, his heart was involuntarily attracted, and after several struggles, he couldn't help but be curious and followed in.

As soon as she came in, she saw Yan Bei sitting on the bed with a pair of scissors cutting the sheets, and there was still her usual sewing box next to her, and her curiosity exploded at once.

Curiously, he climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of Yan Bei, sitting in a very well-behaved posture, tilting his little head to watch the movements in her hands.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Changsheng, who hadn't seen anything for a long time, asked.

Yan Bei didn't answer, just handed him a "you'll know in a while" look, and continued to bury his head in the struggle with the white cloth needle and thread in his hand.

Changsheng was a little annoyed, his throat gurgling and roaring to express his dissatisfaction, but his voice was very small, as if he was worried that it would affect Yan Bei if it was too loud.

He watched silently, gradually attracted by what was in her hand.

I don't know when, Yan Bei had a white humanoid rag doll in his hand, the size of a palm, the limbs and head were clearly recognizable, only the face was still blank.

But soon, cracks sewn by black lines began to appear on the rag doll's body, Changsheng looked at the cracks, tilted his head, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He lowered his head and lifted the clothes that Yan Bei had forced him to wear, and on his gray-white belly, rows of scars sewn with black threads were clearly visible.

At this time, the rag doll in Yan Bei's hand had already begun to have a facial outline, the red buttons were used as eyes, and the black lines outlined the seams, Changsheng only glanced at it, and then sat up straight with excitement.

There was a grunt in his throat, and his eyes were red.

That's longevity, such a small and small longevity, only the longevity of my mother's palm, I like it so much~

"Mom, give Changsheng, little Changsheng give Changsheng!" Changsheng shouted loudly, his voice excited.

He looked at Yan Bei and bit the thread, and his gray-white little hand with dirt immediately stretched out.

However, Yan Bei shook his head, and then took the little immortal rag doll in his hand behind him, blinked his eyes and smiled:

"There is another one, when it is done, I will choose it for you."

Saying that, he didn't give Changsheng a chance to speak at all, and immediately began to stitch up the great cause again.

This time, Changsheng couldn't wait impatiently at all, and suddenly jumped over from time to time, in a vain attempt to steal the little Changsheng behind Yan Bei.

It's a pity that none of them were successful, and in the end, in order to avoid letting him steal it, Yan Bei directly put Xiao Changsheng into the warehouse in front of him.

At this moment, Changsheng was completely honest, lying on the bed, as if he was going to die, only to see Yan Bei secretly amused.

After about twenty minutes, Yan Bei stopped the movements in his hand, put down the needle and thread, picked up the trumpet he had just sewn in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Changsheng, get up and look, the new rag doll~"

It seems that he was hit by the doll stealing incident just now, Changsheng is still lying on the bed, motionless, and the zombie is not breathing, it looks like he is really dead.

However, his red eyes, which were particularly bright in the dark, revealed his true state at this time.

Yan Bei changed his sitting to kneeling, took the rag doll in his hand to Changsheng's eyes, and shook it.

"Dangdang, dang! Look who this is! ”

Changsheng was about to bury his head directly, but when he swept the black hair of the rag doll, the red light in his eyes suddenly lit up.

Gray limbs, wearing a white dress, long black threaded hair draped, blocking the black buttoned eyes, but not the high curved mouth.

"Mom......" Changsheng muttered, suddenly reached out and grabbed the doll in Yan Bei's hand, looked at the doll in surprise, and then looked at Yan Bei in front of him, holding the doll with the hand he didn't know how to take it.

"To Changsheng?" He asked, the anticipation in his eyes stronger than the one he had seen before.

Yan Bei bowed, took out Xiao Changsheng, pinched the zombie doll in his hand and nodded, "Yes, Xiao Changsheng doll for mother, mother doll for Changsheng, okay?" ”

When Changsheng heard this, he looked at the little Changsheng in Yan Bei's hand in surprise, and then followed her example, hugged his mother doll and nodded the doll's head: "Okay!" ”