Newlyweds are in a hurry: the exorbitantly expensive wife of a famous family 1640. Chapter 1640 Heaven's law is manifest and retribution is unhappy [99]
1640. Chapter 1640 Heaven's law is manifest and retribution is unhappy [99]
Aze waved his hand and comforted him to sit down.
On the side, Bo Jinghan, who had hardly spoken, asked aloud: "Your guest... does embroidery?"
"No, no...it's not embroidery. Yes, it's hydrangea!"
Hearing Bao Jinghan's voice, the young man seemed to have been pricked by something. His face turned red and he stammered, but he was very anxious to explain to her. However, after talking for a long time, he became more and more confused.
After saying that, he was kicked by his uncle again: "Oh, Uncle Yao, why are you kicking me again! You want to kick me stupidly!"
The old man gestured in sign language: Silly boy, I didn’t kick your head! It’s so easy to be stupid!
The young man was stunned, and his originally blushing face turned completely black and red.
Bo Jinghan, who understood sign language, couldn't help biting his lower lip.
The subtle little movements fell in the old man's eyes.
He suddenly opened his eyes wide, stared at Bo Jinghan, and then gestured with sign language for consultation.
Bo Jinghan didn't pretend to be stupid. He nodded with a smile and said, "I can understand some simple sign language."
After hearing this, the old man stared at her for a long time, then suddenly raised his thumb in Aze's direction.
Aze didn't understand what the old man meant.
But the simple young man said with a smile: "My uncle, please praise your wife again!"
"Daughter-in-law? No, no, no, you are mistaken, she is -"
"We are brother and sister."
Bo Jinghan's decisive answer is very convincing.
But Aze was completely confused by the sound of brother and sister.
And inside the chest, there seemed to be a ball of cotton wool that was slowly expanding, filling the entire chest, soft and warm.
He looked down at Bo Jinghan and stared gently.
That look in his eyes was like that of a brother who cherishes his sister, full of pure concern.
"Brother and sister? You... really don't look alike! Do you think one looks like dad and the other looks like mom?"
The young man smiled and rubbed his crew cut. When he looked at Bo Jinghan, his eyes gradually became a little suspicious. He didn't know if he was being too preoccupied, but he always felt that he had seen this beautiful face many times.
times. But for a while, I couldn’t remember it.
Fortunately, Bo Jinghan said at this time: "I am more like my mother."
"Your mother must be a great beauty! Hehe..."
He grinned, all his white teeth exposed, as if greeting everyone. The young man laughed innocently a few times, and asked casually, "Hey, whose grave are you here to visit?"
"My mother."
"Ah... I'm sorry... I'm a stupid person and always say unpleasant things."
"It doesn't matter."
Bo Jinghan shook his head, smiled and turned to look out the window, looking at the white light flashing across the sky, and then looking at the cold appearance, the heart that had just been warmed seemed to have become colder.
And the aura around her seemed to have a faint layer of depression attached to it.
"Ah - ah -"
The indescribable old man suddenly shouted several times in succession to attract everyone's attention.
Bo Jinghan looked at him without exception.
But I saw him gesturing to me in sign language, saying: Everyone has only one destiny, so don't worry too much when it's over, otherwise their souls will not be able to rest in peace.
The old man's words were concise and yet more thought-provoking.
Bo Jinghan blinked his eyes and suddenly smiled from the bottom of his heart, like an old man making a gesture of thanks.
The young man who was quietly watching the interaction between the two suddenly slapped his head and jumped up.
Pointing at Bo Jinghan: "Your mother's name is Bo Qingqing?!"
