A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Sorry, my Uncle Yao can't talk. He didn't drive you away, he just wanted to say, you're welcome. You see, it's raining outside here, and I want you to wait here until the rain stops before leaving, lest you go out and get gonorrhea. Yes, there are no shops in front of the village or behind here, and there are sometimes thunderstorms outside, and it is dangerous to go out.”

The thick-headed young man opened the curtain and walked over quickly.He put the medicine box in his hand in front of Aze, dug out two bags of Banlangen from it, and handed it to him.

When he withdrew his hand, he touched his head shyly, glanced at Bao Jinghan quietly, and said with some regret, "I'm sorry, I don't have any cold medicine here, only a few bags of banlangen, which should not have expired. Sir, this thing seems to have a preventive effect, you can make two packs and give it to this lady! The environment here is relatively rough, if it is where I live, I can also get you some ginger soup or something..."

"Little brother, thank you. In this weather, a cup of hot water is already very good. If it weren't for you two nephews, we would have suffered a great crime today!"

Facing the down-to-earth two uncles and nephews, Aze did not reject their kindness.

But he was determined not to let Bao Jinghan drink the thing in his hand.

Just changing the subject, he put the things back: "Are you the staff of this cemetery?"

"Hey, what are the staff members? Uncle Yao and I are the cemetery guards here. This cemetery has always been guarded by our two uncles and nephews!"

The young man with a thick head and a thick head and a simple face is also familiar.

As soon as I talked to Aze, I forgot everything, simply dragged a stool, sat down beside him, crossed my legs, and started talking: "To tell you the truth, I will follow me when I am a child. Uncle Yao passed away. It was his old man who raised me by guarding the tomb. Now, when I grow up, I tell Uncle Yao to let him rest, I will do it, and I will honor him. It's because you don't trust me, but you insist on continuing to guard the tomb and accompany me to work every day. Hey... ouch!"

The young man was sighing and sighing.

But just after he let out half of his breath, it turned into a low breath.

The person who was still sitting firmly on the chair just now fell to the ground somehow.

And because Bao Jinghan was doing it in a special position, she didn't pay full attention to the young man just now, so it was a coincidence that she saw the old man kicking the chair the young man was sitting on.

This scene surprised Bao Jinghan.

But when she met the old man's confused eyes, she couldn't help but smile.

"Uncle Yao, I said how old I am, why did you kick my ass in front of a guest! How embarrassing!"

The young man stood up, rubbed his buttocks, and looked at the old man with a blushing face.

A look of grievance.

The old man raised his head and glared at him, then made a series of gestures in sign language.

Then he patted the position of his throat, and called out a few times.

The young man slapped his forehead suddenly, and suddenly opened his voice: "Uncle Yao, I'm sorry, I'm so busy, I forgot! Wait a minute, I'll go to get ready when the rain stops! Then, what about embroidery? I'll do it when I stop, I'm sure I won't miss today!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and quickly turned around and smiled at Bao Jinghan and the others: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My Uncle Yao asked me if I've done what a customer told me, not you, not..."