Crazy criticism for her!Disabled Master Qin pampers her and coaxes her

Chapter 48
"I have seen this symbol before." Feng Mian looked at it for a while and said silently.

"Have you seen it?" Qing Ling was stunned, "Where have you seen it? He drew this symbol at that time. I'm not sure if it's right or not. After all, it's been a long time, but it should look like this."

Feng Mian glanced at him and breathed a sigh of relief, "This is a long story. When I was a child, I got lost once and met a monk. The monk smiled when he saw me. I was young and sleepy at the time. I was hungry again, so he took me to a small restaurant for dinner, contacted my grandma, and when we were about to leave, he drew this symbol on the palm of my hand."

"Were you still young at that time?" Qing Ling asked doubtfully.

Feng Mian thought for a while, "If I remember correctly, I should have been about ten years old at that time."

She paused and continued: "I remember that the monk was a leprous monk, who looked about 40 years old. But I never met him again, and he never told me his identity. "

At this point, she suddenly had a guess and said with a smile: "Do you think that Wang Qing is the disciple of the scabby monk?"

Qing Ling chuckled and nodded, "This possibility is not impossible. But wouldn't it be even weirder? Why can this symbol make us two reborn? Or is there other opportunities besides this symbol? "

Feng Mian's imagination is getting bigger and bigger.I even wonder if she and Qing Ling are aliens?So there are so many not-so-scientific things happening.

While she was thinking hard, someone suddenly knocked on her door.

Feng Mian came back to her senses, glanced at the door, and quickly said to Qing Ling: "Hang up now. Let's talk later. I'll see who is looking for me."

She hung up the phone neatly.After calming down her emotions, she took a deep breath and walked to the door. When she opened the door, she saw Gong Xiuxiu standing in front of her with a smile, holding some fruits in her hand. When she opened the door, she said with a bright smile. : "Here, I'll give you some fruit. This is produced by my family. It's delicious. You must try it."

Feng Mian chuckled, turned around and stepped aside to invite her into the room, "Come in."

Gong Xiuxiu entered the room carrying the fruit. Feng Mian poured her a glass of water, sat opposite her, and said in a gentle tone, "These grapes look delicious. Thank you very much."

As she spoke, she picked up a bunch of grapes to wash. Gong Xiuxiu stood up and walked to her side, watching her cut the grapes and put them into the basket. She leaned against the wall and said, "There are a lot of fruits at home. What's left is what's left. Why don't I share it with you, but when I went to give it to Wanfeng, she looked a little disdainful."

Feng Mian curled her lips, "That's natural. Her food is usually imported from abroad. She has a big mouth, so naturally she doesn't like it."

While washing, she asked, "How is your information going?"

"Hey, stop talking, it hasn't started yet. What about you?" Gong Xiuxiu waved her hands, with a bit of helplessness in her eyes.

She is really not very good at checking information, and she doesn't really like to deal with this kind of text-based work. To be honest, she kind of wants others to check the information for her.

Feng Mian knew her quite a bit, and when he saw her acting like this, he knew what she was planning, and persuaded her: "You still have to do some things yourself, but you can't do it for others."

She remembered that her predecessor, Gong Xiuxiu, once failed to keep the embroidery she had embroidered and gave it to someone else.

As a result, the person who turned around took her embroidery as his own, embroidered his name on it, and entered it as his own work for the competition.

In the end, that person won the prize, but Gong Xiuxiu got nothing. It was not that Gong Xiuxiu failed to protect his own interests afterwards, but in the end there was not enough evidence to prove that the embroidery was done by himself, and he suffered a loss for no reason. .

Gong Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment, smacked her lips and said, "Why do I feel that there is something in your words?" Feng Mian had already cleaned the grapes, took them back to the table and sat down, and Gong Xiuxiu followed suit. She sat down.

The two sat opposite each other, Feng Mian picked up a grape and peeled it, and said sincerely: "You have a good character, but you have a fatal weakness, you are too gullible.

But in this world, you cannot have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. How do you know whether the person in front of you is a sheep or a wolf?When dealing with others, sometimes it is better to be more cautious. "

After saying that, she handed the peeled grapes to Gong Xiuxiu. She took them with a confused look on her face and said dullly: "This is for no reason. What do you mean by this?"

But she also knew that Feng Mian was telling the truth. Many people had warned her about her gullibility.

But that's her temperament, and she is never willing to speculate on others with the greatest malice.

"I don't mean anything else, I just hope you can pay more attention."

Gong Xiuxiu smiled and said: "Don't worry, I know you are doing it for my own good. In fact, I have tried my best to change it. You don't have to worry too much. I am an adult after all and can be responsible for my words and deeds."

The two smiled at each other.

Gong Xiuxiu sat here for a while and then went back. She had a lot of things and had a lot of information to check. She didn't have time to talk nonsense with Feng Mian here.

Feng Mian was different. Basically, the things she took were from her previous life. She knew how to check the information, so she could check everything she wanted to introduce in just half an hour.

After doing this, she lay on the bed with her eyes wide open and her body relaxed.

However, she did not want to call Qing Ling to continue discussing the unfinished matters because there was one thing that she hid from Qing Ling.

In fact, it was the monk who took her to the restaurant for a nice meal, but the fact is that the monk was also a human trafficker, and she was almost abducted at that time.

But halfway through, the mangy monk suddenly changed his mind for some reason. Instead of abducting her, he even sent her back home. Later, when they parted, he drew the symbol on her hand.

Since then, although she has never seen the scabby monk again, she has always had intermittent dreams.

Most of the dreams were about the same scene, but she forgot all those scenes as soon as she opened her eyes, and she couldn't remember them no matter how hard she thought about them.

Thinking of this, she suddenly stretched out her left hand, looked at the palm of her hand, and murmured to herself: "Then I should have this symbol in my palm now."

After all, she left this symbol when she was about ten years old, but Qing Ling's symbol didn't appear until much later.

Now, among the two of them, he is the only one who still has this symbol.

(End of this chapter)