069: What is Momo, beat the drum and spread the flowers
"No, no, no...I didn't..."
Wu Meimei explained incoherently, but her hand reached for her handbag.
After a lot of fussing, she couldn't find what she wanted, so in a hurry, she dumped the entire bag on the table.
Keys, cards, ID cards, and many bottles and cans were scattered all over the floor.
With trembling hands, she picked up a long wooden box with a card attached and handed it to Ling Bingbing.
"Bingbing baby, mom is sorry for you. You have been wronged all these years."
"This time I got divorced and left the house. I didn't take anything from the Bai family with me. These are my mother's hard-earned savings over the years. What's in the box is a crested hairpin your grandma left for me. It can be used as a hairpin."
A belated wedding gift for mom?"
Ling Bingbing lowered her head and glanced at the wooden box.
The wooden box is made of fine agarwood. Although it has experienced the baptism of time, it still has a slight smell of sandalwood.
She looked at the white-haired old man in front of her, and the emotions in her heart were complicated and indescribable.
After all, humans are not grass and trees. Even after experiencing death, her expectations for her mother still existed.
"I will accept the wooden box, but I won't use the card."
"But..." Wu Meimei explained anxiously: "This is not the Bai family's money. It is saved by myself and my insurance..."
"It doesn't matter whose money it is." Ling Bingbing responded succinctly: "I am not short of money, and you are divorced now and have no job. It would be better if you have some savings on hand."
"Yes, you can keep this money for yourself. Bingbing has us. You also said before that the water thrown out by the married daughter is now the ice of our Hao family!" Hao Youzi said, holding a tight hand.
Holding Ling Bingbing's arm tightly, a look of caution appeared on her face.
"I..." Wu Meimei looked at their tightly connected arms, feeling sad in her heart.
She is obviously my daughter...
However...
In order to avoid disturbing her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Hao took the initiative to break the silence, "Ms. Wu, if you have nothing else to do, I don't think we need to disturb you too much. We still have some important things to discuss." Hearing this, Wu Meimei quickly picked up the items scattered on the floor and stuffed them back into her bag randomly, "No...I'm fine, I'm leaving now."
Seeing that she was a little unsteady when standing, Ling Bingbing gently bent down and picked up the items on the ground.
After thinking about it, she wrote down another prescription and handed it to her.
"You are weak and have insufficient Qi and blood. If you continue like this, you may have problems. If you trust me, you can follow this prescription and take the medicine for seven days. You should be able to see some improvement."
"Bingbing...I..."
"I'll take you out." Ling Bingbing interrupted what she wanted to say and helped her walk out quickly.
"The people in the Hao family are very nice, and they treat me very well."
"You don't have to worry about me, you just need to live your life well."
After saying that, she let go of Wu Meimei and walked in the opposite direction without any hesitation. Her figure was like an elegant wind, gently passing by without leaving any trace.
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The appearance of Wu Meimei made Ling Bingbing's mood inexplicably less bright.
Seeing that the second sister was curious, she simply opened the wooden box in front of them. After all, this thing would be kept at the bottom of the box from now on.
The moment the wooden box is opened, a soft scent of sandalwood overflows, making people feel refreshed.
The entire inside of the box is inlaid with blue satin, just like the blue in the sky, so beautiful that people will never leave.
A simple hairpin lies there quietly, like a fairy who has faded away from the mundane world. It is about seven inches long and exquisitely made. The entire hairpin is made of gold. Due to its age, the color is slightly dull, but it is still
You can see the splendor of the nobility.
The design of the hairpin is a flying phoenix, with smooth lines and vivid image. The phoenix's feathers and tail are carved in detail, as if it could flap its wings at any time and fly away from the hairpin. There are two green stars inlaid in the phoenix's eyes.
The gemstones are shining brightly, as if telling ancient legends.
Very beautiful!
Even Hao Youzi, who has always been picky, has to admit that this is a good thing.
She was a little strange: "It stands to reason that with such a good thing, considering how partial your biological father is, why has Bai Linlang never brought it with him?"
"I remember that when she was filming a costume drama, she even had someone custom-made a set of hair and masks."
Ling Bingbing shook her head.
She doesn’t know either.
In total, she didn't go back to Hao's house that many times. Most of the time she spent time with Old Mrs. Bai.
"Can I take a look?" Mrs. Hao, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.
Ling Bingbing nodded.
Mrs. Hao picked up the hairpin, looked at it carefully for a while, and then handed it to Uncle Zuo.
Uncle Zuo read it and handed it to Uncle Right.
Hao Youzi:??
Hao Youzi: "Σ(⊙▽⊙Are you playing drumming and passing flowers?"
Mrs. Hao’s face is covered with black lines￣□￣.
"Why are you playing! You even minored in Jewelry Firmness, and you didn't even recognize this thing! Bingbing, give her a few more courses!"
Hao Youzi: "Ah?"
Hao Youzi: "What is this!"
She reached out to take the hairpin back and look at it again, but Mrs. Hao didn't give her a chance and took the thing away.
"Ah! You are not a duck!"
Hao Youzi "Super quietly]: "Mom, the duck is quack..."
Mrs. Hao: "...Are you going to make me mad to death?"
Hao Youzi: "No, no, no."
Hao Youzi immediately took the old lady's arm and gently beat her legs with both hands.
"I still want to be my mother's little baby. Why do I want you to die! (*^▽^*)."
Mrs. Hao: "Ah... you want to chew on me."
Hao Youzi smiled.
"So what is this?"
Mrs. Hao put the hairpin back into the box and handed it back to Ling Bingbing.
"I'm starting to believe in fate now," she said.
"This hairpin is a relic of my mother-in-law. To be precise, it belongs to one of my mother-in-law's masters. My mother-in-law is a master of Suzhou embroidery. She has been fond of these things since she was a child. My wedding dress was embroidered by him himself."
"And her master was a famous jewelry sculptor at that time. This crested hairpin was a wedding gift from her master. She liked it so much that she couldn't bear to wear it, so she lost it."
"She went to the master to confess that she had lost the gift, but the master said that sooner or later this thing would come back to Hao's house. I thought I would see it at the auction, but I didn't expect..."
Ling Bingbing was also shocked.
She herself is a Taoist priest and believes in metaphysics.
But Xin Dao rarely thinks about herself, so she really hasn't thought about her marriage...