1639. Chapter 1639 Heaven's law is manifest and retribution is unhappy [98]
"I'm sorry, my uncle can't speak. He's not driving you away, he just wants to say, you're welcome. Look, it's raining outside. I asked you to wait here until the rain stops before leaving, so as not to get gonorrhea. Also.
Yes, there is no village or shop here, and there are thunderstorms outside, so it is dangerous to go out."
The tough-looking young man opened the curtain and walked over quickly. He put the medicine box he was carrying in front of Aze, took out two bags of isatis roots and handed them to him.
When he retracted his hand, he touched his head shyly, glanced at Bo Jinghan quietly, and said with some regret, "I'm sorry, I don't have any cold medicine here, just a few bags of isatis root, which shouldn't have expired yet.
Sir, this thing seems to have a preventive effect. Please make two packets and give it to this lady! The environment here is relatively rough. If it were where I live, I can get you some ginger soup or something..."
"Thank you, little brother. In this weather, a cup of hot water would be great. If it weren't for you uncle and nephew, we would have suffered a lot today!"
Facing the simple uncle and nephew, Aze did not reject their kindness.
But he was determined not to give it to Bo Jinghan to drink.
He changed the subject and put the things back: "Are you the staff of this cemetery?"
"Hey, staff, Uncle Yao and I are the gravekeepers here. This cemetery has been guarded by our two uncles and nephews!"
That young man with a big head and a simple face is also a familiar person.
As soon as he talked to Aze, he forgot everything. He simply pulled up a stool, sat down next to him, crossed his legs, and started chatting: "To be honest with you, I will follow you when I am a child."
Uncle Yao passed away. It was his old man who raised me by guarding the tomb. Now that I am older, I told Uncle Yao to let him rest and let me do the work and honor him. But the old man was unwilling and said
Because you don't trust me, you insist on continuing to guard the tomb and accompany me to work every day. Ouch... Ouch!"
The young man was sighing loudly.
But the breath had just been exhaled halfway, and it turned into a low cry.
The person who was sitting firmly on the chair just now fell to the ground for some reason.
Because Bo Jinghan was doing it in a special position, and her attention was not entirely focused on the young man just now, she happened to see the old man kicking the chair where the young man was sitting.
This scene surprised Bo Jinghan.
But when she touched the old man's somewhat confused gaze, she couldn't help but smile.
"Uncle Yao, I told you how old I am, why did you kick my butt in front of a guest! How embarrassing!"
The young man stood up, rubbed his buttocks, and looked at the old man with a red face.
A look of grievance.
The old man raised his head, glared at him, and made a series of sign language movements.
Then he patted the position of his throat and screamed a few times.
The young man slapped his forehead suddenly and suddenly raised his voice: "Uncle Yao, I'm sorry, I was so busy that I forgot! I'll go and get ready when the rain stops! Then, what about embroidery? When the rain stops,
I’ll get it as soon as you stop, I’m sure you won’t miss today!”
After saying that, he seemed to think of something again, and quickly turned around and smiled at Bo Jinghan and the others: "Sorry, sorry. My uncle was asking me if I had done something that a guest told me. He wasn't talking about you, it wasn't..."
