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1642. Chapter 1642 Heaven's law is manifest and retribution is unhappy [101]

Another blue hydrangea.

Bo Jinghan remembered that when she and Li Yi came to the cemetery together, they saw a man walking towards his mother's tombstone holding a bouquet of blue hydrangeas.

That back figure looks very much like Lu Chenbin.

On her way here to meet Lu Chenbin today, didn't the life secretary make a special trip down the road and buy a bouquet of hydrangeas from an inconspicuous little flower shop?

I made a special trip to a flower shop in a small alley to buy a bouquet of blue hydrangeas.

If it wasn't just a show for her, then he should be a regular customer, a regular customer, who often buys flowers at a certain place.

Coupled with the words of the tombkeeper's uncle and nephew, Bo Jinghan's heart suddenly tightened——

"Can you tell me what that gentleman's last name is?"

"I... don't know. However, he sends money quarterly every year. If you want to know who he is, I will contact you next quarter when he sends money."

The young man is also an enthusiastic person.

He thought that Bo Jinghan wanted to thank the person who had taken care of Bo Qingqing's cemetery for a long time, so he responded readily.

But Bo Jinghan still frowned, thoughtfully.

On the other hand, Aze, who was listening quietly on the side, suddenly said: "You mean every year? Has this matter lasted for many years?"

"That's right! It should be more than ten years ago, right? I remember that when he came to the door for the first time, he brought a lot of people with him! I was still young at that time, and when I came back from school, I saw someone standing at the door.

There was a row of people who looked like bodyguards. The battle scared me. I thought someone was going to do something to my uncle.

What a profit! On the spot, I rushed in and hit people with my schoolbag. But the gentleman was very powerful and grabbed the bag I smashed with his bare hands. But that man was really kind and didn't do anything.

Not like a bad person. Because he saw that I was still young and carrying a schoolbag, I gave Uncle Yao an extra sum of money..."

The young tombkeeper recounted the events of that year, and his simple eyes seemed to suddenly shine with light.

Vaguely, it made people feel that he seemed to be recalling that person, and there was also a sense of admiration and reverence mixed in with it.

As he spoke, he counted on his fingers silently.

After the five fingers entered back and forth three times, he suddenly shouted: "Fifteen years, plus this year, it should be fifteen years!"

"Fifteen years?" Bo Jinghan repeated the year suspiciously, and then said with a little emotion: "He is really a person who values ​​love and justice!"

"Yes, that gentleman is very kind. A few years ago, Yao Shu was ill. When he found out, he specially sent someone to send an extra sum of money. It was only with that money that he was cured.

Sick. He is a great benefactor to my family. He has helped us time and time again without asking for anything in return. There are not many people with such kind hearts these days!"

Hearing this, Aze raised his eyebrows and looked at Bao Jinghan inquiringly.

The two exchanged glances quickly and tacitly.

Then Jinghan Bo asked, "Has he come to see it himself?"

"Well...it doesn't seem to have happened in the past few years, but in the past few years, he will come here often. I saw him last week and chatted with him for a few words. At that time, he said that if he is free this week, he will come back

.But looking at today’s weather conditions, I guess he won’t come back.”

There was a trace of disappointment in the young man's eyes.

But not even a minute later, I heard him whisper: "But speaking of it, it's quite strange..."


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