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

rice? !

After hearing this, Bao Jinghan almost didn't jump up.

She suppressed the restlessness in her heart, opened her eyes wide, and asked in a low voice: "Did this happen not long after Bo Qingqing passed away? It should be the anniversary ceremony a year later!"

"It seems so? Anyway, it happened many years ago. I just remember, I scanned for a long time, and when I came back, I asked Uncle Yao because I was curious about why the woman wanted to throw rice. Uncle Yao told me... "

He looked back at the old man, then approached Bao Jinghan and A Ze mysteriously, and whispered between them, "Uncle Yao, otherwise I told others, I think you two and Bao Qingqing are the same Relatives, I have the right to know this, so I told you. Uncle Yao said, well, where is there a rumor of feudal superstition. It is said that rice exorcises evil spirits, can suppress the soul, and enclose the soul of a person. Tell her not to seek revenge on those who harmed her!"

Fist, clenched tighter.

The tight nails dug into the flesh, and she didn't seem to feel anything.

Bao Jinghan gritted his teeth tightly, filled with resentment.

She had heard the legend, and knew that the name of the place that the young man in front of her had forgotten was Liu Mengru's hometown.

Although she didn't believe in these unscientific things, after hearing the young man's narration, she immediately thought of Liu Mengru.I couldn't help but sneer in my heart, this woman is guilty of doing this, right?She will also know how to be afraid!

Feel her anger and chill.

Aze stretched out his hand at the right time, wrapped his palm gently around the back of her hand, and patted her comfortingly.

Bao Jinghan's icy cold hand felt so warm, it was like being electrocuted.

But when she raised her head to look at A Ze and touched those soft and calm eyes, she also gradually calmed down, she seemed to have recovered, and quickly restrained her expression.

But at this time, she heard that A Ze was doing Tai Chi, and she classified this matter as a feudal superstition, and brought it over in a few words.Then intentionally or unintentionally, I chatted with the two gravekeepers about their daily lives.

It was when they chatted vigorously and completely relaxed their vigilance.

Aze suddenly spoke, and brought the topic casually back to the man who asked them to take care of Bo Qingqing's tombstone regularly all the year round, and asked about the man's approximate age and appearance.I always feel that their description is very similar to Lu Chenbin's, but it is vague and somewhat different.

But because there are no photos, Aze's doubts are limited to intuition, and he cannot make any accurate judgments.

Until, Bao Jinghan asked on a whim, "He doesn't have any characteristics?"

As soon as these words came out, the old and the young fell silent.

Bao Jinghan was afraid that they would be vigilant, so he hurriedly interrupted with a smile: "Oh, that's right. I was thinking, since he misses my mother so much, for example, he has a good relationship with my mother. I also know people who have a good relationship with my mother. Quite a few. So... I want to ask if he has any characteristics, maybe, he is really someone I know!"

The old and the young were all silent, but judging from the young man's expression, he didn't seem to be alert, but thinking.

After a while, the young man obviously thought of something, his eyes lit up, he slammed the table down, and said excitedly: "I remembered! The eyes of that good man, his eyes are very special. It’s the kind of black with a bit of blue in it. It’s different from us, and it’s very pretty, like a foreigner!”