Susie came back to the room and saw that the fickle ghost had come back and she was lying by the window.

　　So, they were just here watching the show!

　　The coward ghost immediately went up and said warmly, "Baby, you're back."

　　Susie, "Well, the coward ghost, I saw the badass you punished! The incisors are all pulled out, good job ~"

　　The coward ghost looked at her dotingly and sagely, "Baby, because they are badass, we should punish them appropriately. We should not take pleasure in doing so "

　　After a pause, he added, "Be kind."

　　Susie nodded, "Got it!"

　　The fickle ghost muttered, "That's very kind, why don't you say that when you pull someone's teeth out?

　　The unlucky ghost poked his hand with excitement, "Susie, did we do great? Is there a reward? Hey, hey..."

　　Susie touched her pocket, "Oh, I didn't buy candy this time."

　　Grandma forbade her to buy candy, sometimes her father quietly bought it for her.

　　The unlucky ghost's eyes rose to a trace of regret, but immediately said, "That's okay, next time make up for it!"

　　The coward ghost gave him a look, "You get candy from the kid? It's okay baby, don't listen to him, it's okay if there's no candy."

　　It's not like they're doing it for her candy.

　　Susie suddenly jumped out of bed, went to her tiny dresser and pulled out the drawer, and fished out a hidden candy at the most bottom.

　　Then she went to the bottom of the bed, poked around for a while and found another one.

　　The next step was to open the closet and find another one in the pocket of the small jacket hanging inside.

　　The ghosts remained silent.

　　Well, others are hiding pocket money, she is hiding candy...

　　Susie looked at the candy in her hand, three more... One more to go.

　　She tried to remember, and ta-da ran outside the balcony, into Alex's rainforest room and pulled out another one in a cluster of grasses.

　　"Thump, thump, thump~" Susie said happily, grabbing four candies in her hand, "Here you go!"

　　My ghosts, not to live without candy!

　　The coward ghost froze and then they only felt a sudden warmth between their hearts that had been cold for a long... long time.

　　How sweet...

　　When they were in the barren mountains, the Hewitt family kept calling them ‘slave’.

　　They are working for Susie. In the eyes of others, maybe they are really slaves...

　　They have also sinned greatly, but I never thought there would be a day when a little person would treat them with such sincerity.

　　The coward ghost hugged Susie from behind and whispered, "Baby, thank you..."

　　Susie's smiling eyes are curved and the bottom of her eyes are like a whole river of stars pouring out, dazzling and beautiful.

　　She said cheerfully, "No thanks!"

　　The fancy ghost felt his eyes getting wet and was the first to take the candy, saying, "I'll take the pink one!"

　　The unlucky ghost immediately grabbed one too, "I'll take the green one."

　　The coward ghost took the yellow candy that happened to be in Susie's hand, and the rest were just confused.

　　Several ghosts ate the candy in their mouths contentedly, feeling the sweetness that they could feel as human beings.

　　So nice...

　　The fickle ghost changed the subject and asked, "By the way, when we were in the wilderness just now, blood was flowing from your seven orifices. How did you die?"

　　The confused ghost was captured and thrown straight into Soul Calabash, and was later beaten up more before he obediently recognized the reality.

　　When they thought about it, they really didn't ask him the cause of death.

　　The confused ghost was vague, "This... this was a long story, let's not talk about it."

　　A group of ghosts urged, "tell us! It's better if it's long, we have plenty of time anyway!"

　　Susie was lying on her back with her face to the bed, turned her head, "Yes, yes, I didn't even ask how you died!"

　　I didn't even ask how you died!" The confused ghost finally said, "It's nothing, I was working late in the middle of the night and I forgot that the coke in the fridge was mixed with paraquat. So, I drank a bottle and killed myself."

　　The ghosts, "What?"

　　Susie, "What?"

　　She lay on her back for a while and found it too uncomfortable, her face was buried in the sheets and it was a little hard to breathe.

　　Then she flipped over and faced the ceiling - I guess that's not cheating, right?

　　"Why would you put paraquat in cola?" Susie asked curiously.

　　The confused ghost sighed, "I was forced."

　　"I was a middle-aged man, it was the age with elders and kids. More than ten years ago, my family was located in the county. In fact, I was still relatively rich. I was not that rich, but I had my own house. The house had a refrigerator, TV, and computer."

　　In those days, a family with a computer at home was quite remarkable. And the best business in the county at that time was the Internet cafe, and there was an Internet cafe in every street of the whole county.

　　The Internet cafes were occupied with studying teenagers, playing GTA, the Sims, Counter-strike.

　　His fifth-grade son was also addicted to it, not going to school and skipped school every day to go there.

　　"Because of my son's behavior, my wife and I are very anxious. My wife went to work and me either, my mother was at home with my son that certainly I cannot control."

　　" My wife and my mother had a difficult relationship. My wife used to take care of the children at home and didn't have a job. My mother would always complain that she wasn't doing anything all day and that taking care of a child couldn't be that tiring. "

　　The fickle snapped, 'I hate this kind of talk. You pay several thousand for a nanny for a month, but your wife is a free babysitter, working tirelessly and selflessly. Yet, you value her the least."

　　The confused ghost frowned, "My mother was right also. If you're just staying at home to take care of the children, why do you think it's tiring? How tired could it be? So, when my wife complained to me, I advised her to be more generous."

　　The fickle ghost gave him a roll of the eyes.

　　"Gee, and then what?" the unlucky ghost asked.

　　Susie, a little sleepy, followed suit, "Tsk, tsk, and then what?"

　　The confused ghost continued.

　　Because his wife spent more time at home, the relationship with his mother became more and more rigid. His mother kept complaining that his wife didn't earn money but spent it all the time, and they would argue every day. After their son started going to kindergarten, his wife started working.

　　" After my wife started working, the housework fell on my mother's shoulders. Then my mother started to blame my wife again, saying that she didn't take care of anything at home."