Script Chapter 22:

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"Wow... I know, grandma doesn't want me anymore, she wants to drive me up to the mountain to be a wild monkey, ooh I'm just a kid that nobody wants."

Lisa cried miserably.

While crying, she wanted to go back to the house to pack up, and was so sad that she wanted to run away from home.

Jiang Xiumei was stunned for a moment, pulled the child back, and asked her: "Who told you that grandma doesn't want you anymore? Grandma rares you the most."

Lisa said with a flat mouth: "I dreamed about it last night. Grandma said that I was too wild to be obedient and wanted to be a wild monkey on the mountain. The wild monkey is also a child. Grandma doesn't want me anymore..."

Last night, lisa thought about this for a long, long time, and couldn't figure it out, so he had a nightmare while sleeping. In the dream, grandma said that.

"..." What's all this.

Jiang Xiumei squeezed her nose and said, "What nonsense? How could grandma not want you? The wild monkey is a wild monkey. How can our lily be a wild monkey?"

"Then what is a wild child?" lisa asked blankly while holding her clothes.

"The wild child is...that's..." Jiang Xiumei sighed: "You're right, the wild child is the wild monkey. Haven't heard the story of Sun Dasheng? Monkeys and monkeys are little babies, and they are as cute as lily's.."

Of course lisa knew the story of Sun Dasheng.

In the past, the little broken TV set at home was the story of Sun Dasheng the most.

Bailongma Zhubajie Drifting and Tang Sanzang, lisa's favorite is Sun Dasheng. This is also her favorite cartoon, and Sun Dasheng is her hero.

Jiang Xiumei said that, lisa came in for a generation, and instantly didn't feel uncomfortable.

The wild monkey is so majestic, there are Huaguoshan and Shuiliandong, maybe Sun Dasheng will come to play with her one day.

She sobbed and asked, "Will the great sage protect me?"

"Yes, who doesn't like lily?"

Lisa burst into laughter and was happy.

I had known that when she was dreaming, I had dreamed of Huaguoshan. It's so miserable to only dream of grandma rushing to the mountain to be a wild child. She didn't even see Dasheng Sun, and was shocked to wake up.

She touched her head, stopped crying, and continued to ask: "Then did I jump out of the stone?"

"..."

Jiang Xiumei took out a potato from the vegetable basket and peeled it, and said as he peeled it, "No, it was dug in the soil."

Lisa was taken aback for a moment, and murmured: "Dug in the soil?"

As gray as this potato? Mud all over?

But other kids are all white, tender and fragrant!

Why is she different?

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