The old lady in sackcloth, who was called Granny Diao by Fang Wenxuan, trembled her lips and said with a look of distress: "Wait a little longer, it's the last year."
"After this year, you will be completely free and unrestrained."
"Suning is kind, and you can see his true thoughts from his acceptance of Tong Yuan."
"In the final analysis, there is resentment. But he is still generous to you."
The old lady in sackcloth stood up, used a cane to bring the tissue to Fang Wenxuan, and said seriously: "If you still don't worry about Suning's safety, I will let Fanyin go down the mountain, and she will protect Suning personally. What do you think?"
"Is it possible?" Fang Wenxuan seemed to be asking, but in fact she was looking forward to seeing her. She burst into tears and said with a smile: "Are you really willing to let your precious granddaughter go down the mountain and suffer?"
The old lady in Mai said with a narrow look on her face: "Didn't I let you get what you want?"
"Who talks about wanting a daughter-in-law like Fanyin every day? It makes my ears tingle."
"Well, don't say I didn't give you a chance."
"I asked Fanyin to protect Suning and reassure you so that you won't shed tears in front of me every day."
"I am indeed very old, but my body is still strong. You are crying, do you want to send me away?"
The old lady in Mai pretended to be very angry and said: "Secondly, things are determined by fate. Whether there is fate or not depends on their own contact."
"Today's young people are no longer in the age where their parents ordered them to be matchmakers."
"It would be best if Fanyin could fall in love with Suning and the two of them would fall in love with each other."
"On the other hand, if there is no destiny, you should not interfere."
Fang Wenxuan wiped away the tears on her face, her charming fox eyes bloomed with a trace of joy and said: "How can you find such a good mother-in-law like me in the world? Fanyin will not be at a loss if she marries into the Su family."
"My little Ningzi is so outstanding, she will definitely like her."
Fang Wenxuan stood up to please the old lady in sackcloth, pinched her shoulders and patted her back: "Then when do you think Fanyin will be allowed to come down the mountain?"
"It's coming soon, she will arrive in Zhongzhou in at most three days." The old lady in Mai was extremely satisfied with Fang Wenxuan's "service", and the corners of her dry mouth turned up slightly: "But Fanyin has a special status, so we have to help her find a way to get close to Suning.
"
"Your son is no longer a wild boy from Taoshan Village. He has become a disciple of Lingxi. He does not doubt Fanyin's identity, but some people will."
“Once a flaw is exposed, both sides will be in trouble, and it’s hard to explain why.”
Fang Wenxuan said seriously: "I will arrange this, and I will definitely live up to your care for my little Ningzi."
The old lady in sackcloth curled her lips and said: "Every code is a code. I am just repaying your kindness. It has nothing to do with Suning."
"Yes, yes, Granny Diao loves me the most." Fang Wenxuan helped the old woman sit on the sofa, reached out to brush the scattered white hair from her eyes, and said with great emotion: "Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye you are all
Been with me for nine years.”
The old lady in Mai said cheerfully: "No, that scene when I first met you seems like yesterday."
The old lady in Mai looked reminiscing, and said with a kind smile: "Yes, all that's left is the heavy snow."
"Well, I still need a little boy with twin tails."
"This girl has sharp eyes and saw me lying in the thorn bushes not knowing whether to live or die, otherwise we would not have the fate we have today."
"Wenxuan, I believe in destiny and remember the fruits of my kindness."
"You save my life, and I will do my best to help you make all these years of humiliation and hardship come to an end."
"If you want to pave a golden road to wealth for your son, I will allow him to be rich until he grows old."
The old woman on crutches looked up at the sky outside the courtyard. In her sunken eye sockets, her seemingly cloudy eyes seemed to be surrounded by purple energy, and she faced the east.
Kunlun divides the fortune, Ziwei seeks the dragon.
...
At seven o'clock in the morning, Suning came out of the emergency room without incident.
After waiting for a long time, Lingxi finally let go of the huge stone in his heart and felt relieved.
Looking at his weak and haggard face, which was as pale as snow, she almost had the urge to cry.
Likewise, the murderous intention that she had suppressed so hard also quietly broke out at this moment.
"Have a good rest. Master will see you again in the evening." She leaned over and whispered in his ear.
I don't know whether it was accidental or deliberate, but her lips touched his earlobe.
Her face is like a peach blossom, and her face is as red as the sunset.
After carefully tucking him in the quilt and touching his head, Lingxi quietly left the ward.
