Red makeup Chitose

Chapter 122 Apologize
"Send it to your second uncle and aunt. They should have woken up. I heard the sound of washing water being poured." Dai Shi came over with a food box, put the wontons in it and put two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Jin Ming accepted it obediently with slightly lowered eyebrows, turned around when he walked to the door, and solemnly thanked Dai Shi: "Thank you for the reminder, mother."

Dai smiled lovingly, waved his hands and said, "You will be an adult next year, a big girl, and you must remember one thing: the truth in this world is black and white, but in dealing with people, you often have to walk the middle path between black and white."

"Yes." Jin Mingwei's eyes were slightly red, and he saluted Dai Shi seriously.

Although her mother Dai is just an ordinary citizen on the surface, sometimes what she says and what she teaches her is beyond the vision that this identity should have.

Just like his father Jin Ming's answer under the moonlight last night, the secrets of the Jin family and the identity of the buried one are probably not trivial.

……

Some people might say that rebirth is Jin Mingwei's greatest luck.

However, Jin Mingwei felt that having such parents and such a family was the greatest luck in her two lifetimes.

As a result, she became the most regretless rebel in her life.

……

Jin Mingwei carried the food box and came to the courtyard of the second room, and asked the servants to confirm that the second uncle and the second aunt were awake.

She stretched out her hand to the door leaf and was about to knock, but her face felt hot again, she shrank her hands back in embarrassment, hesitated at the door for a long time, finally decided to hand over the food box to the servant, and confessed.

"Take it in, just say I made it with my own hands, and tell my uncle and aunt that what I said yesterday was wrong, I hope the little ravioli still suits their taste."

The servant agreed, took the food box, opened the horizontal curtain and entered the room. After a while, I heard the voices of my second uncle and aunt from inside.

Jin Mingwei hurriedly turned around to leave, fearing that the second uncle and aunt would come out and the three of them would be embarrassed if they met.

Although it is indeed her fault to apologize, it is still a test of thick skin to apologize in person.

"Ms. Tang, Master and Madam, please come in and have a seat." The servant came out, returned the food box to Jin Mingwei, and invited him with a smile.

"No, I won't sit down anymore. I have something else to do. Let's go first." Jin Ming smiled awkwardly and took the time to escape.

As a result, he heard the window sash open behind him, a certain bundle was thrown out, and then the window sash closed with a bang, and he could only vaguely hear a sentence inside.

"I heard that you caught a cold a few days ago, ahem...I made you a girdle...you can wear it or not! If you don't wear it, burn it, don't take it back! Don't let me see your face !"

Jin Ming turned his head slightly, and saw the bundle by the window sill. When he opened it, it was a water red dolom bean bag of his own size. The new cotton gave off a pleasant fragrance, and there was a layer of fluffy white fluff on the edge, which kept warm and comfortable. Without losing the aesthetic feeling, it takes a lot of thought to see it.

Jin Mingwei's eye sockets were slightly red.

She glanced at the tightly closed window sash, and said, "Thank you, Second Aunt... Cough cough, I did say something wrong yesterday, I'm sorry... This is the first time I've made small wontons, and I'm afraid the craftsmanship is not good enough. Aunt and Uncle don’t dislike it.”

There was no response from the room, only the collision of porcelain and the soft sound of swallowing soup.

Jin Ming smiled, people are not sages, and so are family members, who are not mortal bodies, have seven emotions and six desires.

Just like her and her second uncle and aunt, there were grievances and quarrels, but after the turmoil, the bones and tendons were still broken.

This is family.

"Farewell, niece." Although the window sash was closed, Jin Mingwei saluted politely and turned to leave. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the side room next to him, and a person rushed out.

It was Zhao Shengxia.

He blocked his ears in distress, and muttered: "Don't follow, don't follow..."

Can a famous actor who has always been personable be forced to this point?

Jin Ming was slightly surprised, and was about to step forward to ask, when he suddenly saw another person rushing out, also a familiar face.

　Your April is here...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)