1641. Chapter 1641 Heaven's law is manifest and retribution is not good [100]
Such straightforward words, if put in other circumstances, would be extremely impolite behavior for another person.
But at this moment, this simple, honest young man yelled out in such a hurry that no one felt offended, just a little shocked.
"You know...my mother?"
After a few seconds of silence, Bo Jinghan frowned and asked in a low voice.
The hands holding the cup trembled uncontrollably.
The warm water ripples in the cup.
"I, I... I don't mean to offend, I'm just a stupid person. When I got anxious, I just, just -"
The young man scratched his head in embarrassment and hurriedly wanted to explain, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say, so he stuttered.
Bo Jinghan smiled reassuringly, raised his wrist slightly, and waved his hand slightly to show that he didn't care.
But those bright black eyes were full of eagerness and unconcealable curiosity. They were projected directly on the young man's face, carrying a very sincere inquiry that was somewhat forbearing.
This silent move can easily win the favor of others.
Because it contains a kind of good cultivation called respect.
The old man sitting behind the young man took all this in his eyes.
He screamed a few times, raised his foot and kicked the young man who was still moaning, and then made a sign language to Bo Jinghan and the others.
But Jinghan Bo's understanding of his opponents has not reached such a high level.
Therefore, when the old man finished the long series of sign language, her expression was still confused: "Old man, I'm sorry, I can only understand a little bit..."
The old man seemed a little anxious, so he kicked his nephew hard again, signed again in front of him, and finally pointed at Bao Jinghan.
The tough-headed young man, who had always been embarrassed, quietly rubbed his butt that had been kicked N times.
After the old man finished speaking in sign language, he turned to Bo Jinghan and said, "Girl, my uncle is explaining to you how we knew that Bo Qingqing is your mother."
Before he finished speaking, he realized that the last three words sounded very inappropriate, and he suddenly covered his mouth.
But seeing that Bo Jinghan didn't even frown, and obviously didn't think that way, he calmed down and continued boldly: "Actually, I thought you were kind from the beginning, but for a while, I just wanted to
I can’t get up. But just now, my uncle reminded me that I should help the guests with that thing today, and I remembered it."
That thing?
What's going on?
Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows silently, looked at him inquiringly, and waited quietly for him to answer his questions.
The young man scratched his head, suddenly sat down, and spoke in a loud voice: "Well, let's put it this way! A gentleman asked us to put a bouquet of hydrangeas... hydrangeas in front of Bo Qingqing's tombstone every week.
. It seems that the name is the reason. The flowers have no taste at all. You can buy them in that flower shop all year round, and they are quite beautiful. They are round and round, and they really look like balls! That gentleman,
He also specifically told us that it is best to give blue flowers. If there are no blue flowers, they will be replaced with other colors. Because I often change flowers over time, I have an impression of Bo Qingqing's photos.
Look carefully, you and her really look alike!"
As he said this, the young man laughed innocently again.
But Bo Jinghan's thoughts were deeply affected by his words.
