Of course what the steward wants to talk about is Lan Xixi.
After all, I had been here before, so it was natural to drop by and take a look. He took the initiative and said that he might make a good impression.
But Master Jiu’s attitude...
As if he didn't know, he didn't take the person into his heart at all, and it had nothing to do with him at all.
Also, what does his sister-in-law’s affairs have to do with him?
"No, it's nothing. I wanted to ask if you are ready to order some tea and snacks." The steward avoided the topic.
Bo Zhanye refused: "No need."
Then, he took dignified steps and walked inside.
The steward broke out in a cold sweat, patted his chest, and quickly followed.
After many twists and turns, we arrived at the innermost cell.
When the iron door is opened, it is completely different from other cells.
This room is clean and tidy, with only one bed, a bathroom, and a table with tea leaves and tea sets on it.
The wall directly in front is completely closed with floor-to-ceiling windows. As far as the eye can see, it is all mountains and rivers outside, and you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.
When you stay inside, you not only don't feel closed off, but also have the leisurely feeling of living in seclusion in the mountains, a paradise.
Look at the old man sitting at the table. His gray hair reaches his shoulders. He is clean and shining with silver. His face is covered with some wrinkles. His face is full of vicissitudes of life, his face is peaceful, and his long white beard looks even more kind.
.
For such an old man, some people believe him even if he is said to be an immortal rather than a criminal.
"Fourth Uncle." Bo Zhanye carried the snacks and walked in with his long legs.
The old man raised his head and pushed a cup of tea to the opposite seat:
"Ten past ten, just like every other day, not one minute earlier and not one second later.
Your tea.”
"Fourth uncle is still so calculating." Bo Zhanye sat down.
The iron door was gently closed, and the air suddenly became quiet.
Bo Zhanye opened the box, took out the snacks, lifted the tea on the table and tasted it carefully.
Everyone knows that he doesn't drink tea. No one knows that he only drinks tea made by his fourth uncle.
"It's just as mellow and sweet."
"You are so big, but you still have a sweet mouth. But when you come to my place, only tea can serve you."
"There is only four uncle's tea, I like it." Bo Zhanye put down the tea cup gracefully and took a look at the scenery outside:
“On weekdays, I don’t feel that the mountains and rivers are vast and beautiful outside, but here, I instantly feel that the outside world is huge.
Fourth uncle, you still have five months before you can be released from prison."
There was no light in the old man's eyes, he was just making tea.
To outsiders, five months is very short, but to inside people, five days are long.
Whether he will survive until that day is still unknown.
Just don’t mention it.
"Xiaojiu, I watched the video of your wedding before. Compared with before, you are much happier.
It's very good now, take good care of her and cherish the people around you."
Bo Zhanye's eyes dimmed.
What the fourth uncle saw was the picture of him and Lan Xixi.
"Fourth Uncle, it's best not to talk about emotional matters. I'm here to tell you some good news. Xiao Mo can now speak normally and make friends, just like ordinary people."
"Huh? I'm getting better? That's really a great thing. I really want to hear the little guy call me Fourth Grandpa."
"If there is a chance, I originally said I would bring him here today, but he is not in a good mood. I will have a lot of time after you go out."
"Good, very good. But the doctor said before that it was difficult for him to speak. How can he be cured?" The old man was very curious.
Bo Zhanye's expression was complicated: "A woman, he feels maternal love."
"It's like this... Then you should remind Lan Jiao more often to take good care of your children.
And you, why don't you talk about emotional matters? Now that you are married, live a good life with Lan Jiao. Only when your parents are happy can your children feel the warmth of the family.
Otherwise...do you think that person will come back? Even if he comes back, you will still be a married man."