Chapter 2000: 2000
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The old man's eyes are shining. Mo Lingwei doesn't believe it. Grandma doesn't see her rejection of Feng Shaojin.
But in the face of the old man who is struggling on the verge of death, Mo Lingwei has to comply, which is to satisfy the old man's wish before he dies.
Mo Lingwei took the things in the tray and said in a low voice: "grandma."
"Good, good, good." Mrs. Gu took a long breath and seemed to breathe more smoothly. "When I first saw you, I thought you were a good child.
It's a blessing for Shaojin to meet you. "
Seeing what the old lady had said for such a long time, the servant interrupted: "old lady, young master Yichen has said, let you have a rest. It's not suitable to talk more. Please have a rest."
Feng Shaojin saw Gu's weariness and coaxed: "grandma, you lie down for a while. I'll take Ling Wei to the neighborhood and come to see you at dinner."
"Good." Gu old lady looks at Mo Ling Wei swollen ankle place, "not in the way?"
"It's OK, thank you... Grandma cares." Mo Lingwei put the skirt down to cover her ankles.
Feng Shaojin put Mrs. Gu's hand into the quilt, "grandma, have a good rest, I will take good care of Ling Wei."
When the old man couldn't hold on, she closed her eyes and went to sleep. Feng Shaojin pushed Mo Lingwei out of the bedroom with the servant.
Feng Shaojin asked: "when did the old lady begin to be ill?"
"When the war broke out, the old lady was not very well. She often talked about the old man who had passed away. Later, there was a plague. The old lady was even worse, and she didn't let us go to see a doctor.
Finally, when the plague was under control, master Yichen came to see it several times....
the servant was red eyed: "now, the old lady is counting the days. Yesterday....
" what happened yesterday? " Seeing the servant's desire to talk and stop, Feng Shaojin asked straightforwardly, "did Mrs. Feng come with someone yesterday and say anything?"
"The old slave was not in the bedroom at that time, only heard a few voices outside the door. The old lady seemed to have a little dispute with Mrs. Feng, saying that Mrs. Feng shouldn't bring miss he over..." the servant said that it was not worth taking care of the old lady. He held his breath and told the truth.
"Ben Shuai knows. Go ahead with your work." Feng Shaojin's breath suddenly sharpened. He took a thin blanket, put it on Mo Lingwei's leg, and pushed her out: "I'll take you to see grandma's Buddhist hall."
Mo Lingwei is aware that Feng Shaojin is in a low mood and has no objection.
Push open the door of the Buddhist hall, and you can see that there is a Bodhisattva with a golden body in it. There is a futon on on the ground. It is clean and spotless, and the smell of sandalwood lingers on the tip of the nose.
"Since my grandfather died in the battlefield, my grandmother began to eat fast and recite Buddhism. My mother has been in poor health. After her death, my brother and I lived with my grandmother for several years, and then I went abroad to study."
Feng Shaojin again on the incense, kneeling down, stood up, "I take you to plum blossom mountain around, this time, the backyard of plum blossom has probably opened."
Mo Lingwei was surprised to see feng Shaojin's action. She couldn't help asking, "do you believe in Buddhism, too?"
Otherwise, the kneeling movement just now could not be so skillful.
"I don't believe it." Feng Shaojin was dumbfounded and laughed: "why do you ask like this?"
He took Feng Jiajun to fight on the bloody battlefield. How could he believe such a nonexistent thing.
"Then why do you kneel down?" Mo Lingwei doesn't understand.
"Grandma likes it. How about I kneel down?" Feng Shaojin is attached to her, and her thin lips are close to her cochlea: "just like I like you, I can't bear to blame you even if I'm hurt by you...
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The old man's eyes are shining. Mo Lingwei doesn't believe it. Grandma doesn't see her rejection of Feng Shaojin.
But in the face of the old man who is struggling on the verge of death, Mo Lingwei has to comply, which is to satisfy the old man's wish before he dies.
Mo Lingwei took the things in the tray and said in a low voice: "grandma."
"Good, good, good." Mrs. Gu took a long breath and seemed to breathe more smoothly. "When I first saw you, I thought you were a good child.
It's a blessing for Shaojin to meet you. "
Seeing what the old lady had said for such a long time, the servant interrupted: "old lady, young master Yichen has said, let you have a rest. It's not suitable to talk more. Please have a rest."
Feng Shaojin saw Gu's weariness and coaxed: "grandma, you lie down for a while. I'll take Ling Wei to the neighborhood and come to see you at dinner."
"Good." Gu old lady looks at Mo Ling Wei swollen ankle place, "not in the way?"
"It's OK, thank you... Grandma cares." Mo Lingwei put the skirt down to cover her ankles.
Feng Shaojin put Mrs. Gu's hand into the quilt, "grandma, have a good rest, I will take good care of Ling Wei."
When the old man couldn't hold on, she closed her eyes and went to sleep. Feng Shaojin pushed Mo Lingwei out of the bedroom with the servant.
Feng Shaojin asked: "when did the old lady begin to be ill?"
"When the war broke out, the old lady was not very well. She often talked about the old man who had passed away. Later, there was a plague. The old lady was even worse, and she didn't let us go to see a doctor.
Finally, when the plague was under control, master Yichen came to see it several times....
the servant was red eyed: "now, the old lady is counting the days. Yesterday....
" what happened yesterday? " Seeing the servant's desire to talk and stop, Feng Shaojin asked straightforwardly, "did Mrs. Feng come with someone yesterday and say anything?"
"The old slave was not in the bedroom at that time, only heard a few voices outside the door. The old lady seemed to have a little dispute with Mrs. Feng, saying that Mrs. Feng shouldn't bring miss he over..." the servant said that it was not worth taking care of the old lady. He held his breath and told the truth.
"Ben Shuai knows. Go ahead with your work." Feng Shaojin's breath suddenly sharpened. He took a thin blanket, put it on Mo Lingwei's leg, and pushed her out: "I'll take you to see grandma's Buddhist hall."
Mo Lingwei is aware that Feng Shaojin is in a low mood and has no objection.
Push open the door of the Buddhist hall, and you can see that there is a Bodhisattva with a golden body in it. There is a futon on on the ground. It is clean and spotless, and the smell of sandalwood lingers on the tip of the nose.
"Since my grandfather died in the battlefield, my grandmother began to eat fast and recite Buddhism. My mother has been in poor health. After her death, my brother and I lived with my grandmother for several years, and then I went abroad to study."
Feng Shaojin again on the incense, kneeling down, stood up, "I take you to plum blossom mountain around, this time, the backyard of plum blossom has probably opened."
Mo Lingwei was surprised to see feng Shaojin's action. She couldn't help asking, "do you believe in Buddhism, too?"
Otherwise, the kneeling movement just now could not be so skillful.
"I don't believe it." Feng Shaojin was dumbfounded and laughed: "why do you ask like this?"
He took Feng Jiajun to fight on the bloody battlefield. How could he believe such a nonexistent thing.
"Then why do you kneel down?" Mo Lingwei doesn't understand.
"Grandma likes it. How about I kneel down?" Feng Shaojin is attached to her, and her thin lips are close to her cochlea: "just like I like you, I can't bear to blame you even if I'm hurt by you...
Mo Lingwei:...
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The old man's eyes are shining. Mo Lingwei doesn't believe it. Grandma doesn't see her rejection of Feng Shaojin. But in the face of the old man who is struggling on the verge of death, Mo Lingwei has to comply, which is to satisfy the old man's wish before he dies. Mo Lingwei took the things in the tray and said in a low voice: "grandma." "Good, good, good." Mrs. Gu took a long breath and seemed to breathe more smoothly. "When I first saw you, I thought you were a good child. It's a blessing for Shaojin to meet you. " Seeing what the old lady had said for such a long time, the servant interrupted: "old lady, young master Yichen has said, let you have a rest. It's not suitable to talk more. Please have a rest." Feng Shaojin saw Gu's weariness and coaxed: "grandma, you lie down for a while. I'll take Ling Wei to the neighborhood and come to see you at dinner." "Good." Gu old lady looks at Mo Ling Wei swollen ankle place, "not in the way?" "It's OK, thank you... Grandma cares." Mo Lingwei put the skirt down to cover her ankles. Feng Shaojin put Mrs. Gu's hand into the quilt, "grandma, have a good rest, I will take good care of Ling Wei." When the old man couldn't hold on, she closed her eyes and went to sleep. Feng Shaojin pushed Mo Lingwei out of the bedroom with the servant. Feng Shaojin asked: "when did the old lady begin to be ill?" "When the war broke out, the old lady was not very well. She often talked about the old man who had passed away. Later, there was a plague. The old lady was even worse, and she didn't let us go to see a doctor. Finally, when the plague was under control, master Yichen came to see it several times.... the servant was red eyed: "now, the old lady is counting the days. Yesterday.... " what happened yesterday? " Seeing the servant's desire to talk and stop, Feng Shaojin asked straightforwardly, "did Mrs. Feng come with someone yesterday and say anything?" "The old slave was not in the bedroom at that time, only heard a few voices outside the door. The old lady seemed to have a little dispute with Mrs. Feng, saying that Mrs. Feng shouldn't bring miss he over..." the servant said that it was not worth taking care of the old lady. He held his breath and told the truth. "Ben Shuai knows. Go ahead with your work." Feng Shaojin's breath suddenly sharpened. He took a thin blanket, put it on Mo Lingwei's leg, and pushed her out: "I'll take you to see grandma's Buddhist hall." Mo Lingwei is aware that Feng Shaojin is in a low mood and has no objection. Push open the door of the Buddhist hall, and you can see that there is a Bodhisattva with a golden body in it. There is a futon on on the ground. It is clean and spotless, and the smell of sandalwood lingers on the tip of the nose. "Since my grandfather died in the battlefield, my grandmother began to eat fast and recite Buddhism. My mother has been in poor health. After her death, my brother and I lived with my grandmother for several years, and then I went abroad to study." Feng Shaojin again on the incense, kneeling down, stood up, "I take you to plum blossom mountain around, this time, the backyard of plum blossom has probably opened." Mo Lingwei was surprised to see feng Shaojin's action. She couldn't help asking, "do you believe in Buddhism, too?" Otherwise, the kneeling movement just now could not be so skillful. "I don't believe it." Feng Shaojin was dumbfounded and laughed: "why do you ask like this?" He took Feng Jiajun to fight on the bloody battlefield. How could he believe such a nonexistent thing. "Then why do you kneel down?" Mo Lingwei doesn't understand. "Grandma likes it. How about I kneel down?" Feng Shaojin is attached to her, and her thin lips are close to her cochlea: "just like I like you, I can't bear to blame you even if I'm hurt by you... Mo Lingwei:... " www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
