Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 171 A hug is good for your health
"Nonsense! Of course not!!" Grandpa Huang stared at Bei Chenyue vigorously and said, "If it's not your sincere praise, it won't have any effect. In addition, you let Jiujiu consume brainpower and physical strength. Said, it made Jiujiu work harder, so I have to deduct some of your life points!!"

Bei Chenyue:? ? ?

Grandpa, are you really my grandpa?Are you sure you just turned to the "Guide to Renewing Life" to make me feel better? ?
Why do I feel that what you read may be a "Guide to Reminder"? ?
After Grandpa Huang vented his anger on Beichen, he felt that the stuffiness that had been stagnant in his chest finally dissipated a lot.

He sighed a long time, looked at Bei Chenyue with sorrowful eyes, reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Grandson, grandpa knows that it is difficult for you, but you are alive, and being able to live well is already in itself It’s a difficult thing.”

"Even if it's Grandpa, I beg you, please, obediently follow the steps above in the "Guide to Renewing Your Life" and stop thinking about crooked ways!!"

Bei Chenyue: "What I was thinking was not crooked ways..."

Grandpa Huang: "You still dare to quibble!?"

Bei Chenyue: "..."

Grandpa Huang clamped the broom in his hand under the creaking nest, pinched his fingers with both hands, and said roughly: "You have already praised Jiujiu with more than 60 good words, but you asked Jiujiu to write more than 300 good things by himself. , so grandpa do the math, the negative is positive, and the positive is negative, and you go back and praise nine or nine good words from the bottom of your heart, and it can almost be offset."

Bei Chenyue:! ! ! ? ? ?
"Grandpa, what did you say!?" He looked at his grandfather in disbelief and said, "I still have to say more than 3000 good things to her?? I can't even think of 3000 words. Where can I think of [-] words?" What a nice word!?"

"Think with your pig's brain!!" Grandpa Huang glared at him angrily.

Bei Chenyue: "..."

In fact, being a pig in the next life is also pretty good. I sleep until I wake up naturally. After waking up, I just want to eat happily and without any worries, and then go to sleep when I am full, and eat when I am full.

Life... oh, no, the most painful moment in a pig's life is just the moment of being slaughtered.

Anyway, after death, he doesn't know whether it will be braised or steamed, fried or soup, right? ?

Besides, if you want to reincarnate, you have to drink Mengpo soup anyway.

After drinking Mengpo soup, who still remembers who he was in his previous life.

Grandpa Huang looked at Bei Chenyue's handsome face with an expression of death-defying expression on his face, and suddenly his tone became a little gentler: "Actually... it's okay if you don't praise her for more than 3000 sentences. Grandpa has other ways to do it." make up……"

Bei Chen raised his head violently, and hope was rekindled in his eyes that were already full of dead silence.

"But this method may be a bit difficult for you. Grandpa is afraid that you will not be able to complete it satisfactorily. What should you do if you lose more life points later..."

Grandpa Huang looked at Bei Chenyue with a sad face, and said in a tone full of worry.

Bei Chenyue pondered for a moment, then said to Grandpa Huang, "It's okay, as long as I don't rack my brains to praise her more than 3000 sentences, I can do my best to complete any other steps!!"

(End of this chapter)