Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 701 The Origin of the Silver Ring

Seeing her crying, Qingluo hastily stepped forward to wipe her tears: "Mister, do you think I don't look good in this dress? I'll change it right away..."

"No..." Mr. Zhou held her back, smiling with tears in his eyes, "Qianqian looks very well dressed, Qianqian is my mother's little fairy..."

Qingluo bit her lower lip lightly.

She knew that Mr. Zhou really wanted her to call her mother, but for some reason, she couldn't say anything when the words came to her lips.

She was not the real Liu Qingluo, and she didn't have any extra feelings about this matter other than feeling sorry for Mrs. Du and Mr. Zhou.

She wanted to make Mr. Zhou happy, but she...

"Sir, I..."

"I know Qianqian can't accept all of this..." Mr. Zhou took the initiative to rescue her, wiped away his tears, and said with a smile, "Come here and sit down. I made your favorite plum blossom crisps and soaked your favorite flying sauce." Eyebrow tea."

Qingluo looked at the snacks and tea on the table, couldn't help swallowing, and then was defeated by the foodie in her heart, and sat down at the table with a tragic face...

People, just can't have weaknesses.

Even if you have it, you can't tell others.

After eating and drinking enough, I washed my hands carefully, for fear of staining the expensive skirt on my body.

"Qianqian, I have something to tell you." Mr. Zhou stopped her.

When Qing Luo heard this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart.

What should come will always come.

"Qianqian, how are you and Lin Jinyu doing now?" Mr. Zhou looked at her seriously.

Qing Luo lowered her head: "The student doesn't understand what Mr. means."

"I know you understand. You have always been wise enough to understand me."

"Sir, I want to make my own decision on this matter." Qingluo said tactfully.

But she meant it firmly.

Neither her own mother nor her adoptive mother can influence her decision.

"You are still young, and there are many things that you don't understand." Mr. Zhou frowned, hesitant to speak.

Qing Luo raised her head: "In that case, sir, explain to me clearly."

"It's not yet time, anyway, you must not be with Lin Jinyu!" Mr. Zhou's tone became a little harsh.

"Why not?" Although Qingluo had already made a decision in her heart, when everyone opposed her, she turned against her.

The more others don't let her do something, the more she wants to do it.

"The Lin family has an enmity with me, how can you be with the enemy's son?"

"The son of the enemy?" Qingluo tilted her head slightly, and said slowly, "Isn't Lin Jinyu the son of the husband?"

When Mr. Zhou heard this, his expression changed dramatically.

Seeing her expression, Qing Luo regretted it as soon as she said it.

"gentlemen……"

"You know my identity?" Mr. Zhou suddenly smiled wryly, and nodded his head slowly, "Okay, it's good to know."

Qingluo looked at her.

After a while, she said again: "Since you already know my original identity, do you think you can still be with Lin Jinyu?"

Qingluo stared into her eyes: "Sir, are he and I really brother and sister?"

Mr. Zhou seemed to hesitate for a moment, but quickly nodded: "That's right. So you must not be with him! Lan Yiyi is the husband I chose for you. After you grow up, I will let him keep his promise to marry you. "

"gentlemen!"

Qingluo stood up, "Even if I'm not with Lin Jinyu, I won't accept any of your arrangements."

After that, she turned and walked towards the door.

"Qianqian, are you really unwilling to listen to me?" Mr. Zhou said from behind.

Qingluo walked to the door, looked back, she was sitting alone at the table, her figure was thin, and there seemed to be silver flashes in her hair.

It was so lonely and lonely.

Qingluo couldn't help feeling soft in her heart, and said softly: "Don't worry, sir, I promise you that I won't be with Lin Jinyu. As for Lan Hao... please don't force me for the time being, okay?"

"Okay." Mr. Zhou finally smiled.

Qingluo suppressed the pain in her heart, said goodbye to her, and came to Mei Ruohua's room.

Seeing her appearance, Mei Ruohua sighed slightly, handed her a thick book, and explained: "This is my medical experience and case records for so many years. Take it back and read it carefully. Although you are talented Cleverness, but in the field of medicine, it is not enough to rely on intelligence alone, it also depends on hard study and experience."

"Thank you, Master." Qingluo took the thick note, feeling greatly moved.

The practice diary of the famous plum doctor!
I don't know how many people have dreamed of something, but it is so easy to get into my hands.

She can't wait to go back and study immediately.

"Hey?" Mei Ruohua snorted, took her hand, and asked in surprise, "Where did you get this ring?"

Qing Luo looked down and saw a simple and simple thin silver ring on her left index finger.

This ring was originally worn on Mei Luochen's little finger, but because Qingluo's fingers were too slender, it could only be worn on the thumb and index finger.

"This was given by Mei Luochen..." Qingluo explained the origin of the ring in a few words.

Mei Ruohua couldn't help laughing: "It's really... a karmic cycle!"

Qing Luo was surprised: "What did you say?"

"This ring used to be mine." Mei Ruohua recalled the past and couldn't help sighing.

"This ring actually belongs to you?" Qingluo was very surprised, "Mei Luochen said it was his token, and everyone in the Mei family has one."

"It is true that every Mei family member will have a special ring as a token when he is born." Mei Ruohua looked at the ring on her hand and said with a smile, "But it was specially made according to the circumstances of his birth. The ring must be extremely new. Think about how old Mei Xiaoer is?"

The ring on Qingluo's hand looks extremely textured, because it has been around for quite a while.Just because she loves this simple feeling, she always wears it on her hand.

And Mei Luochen was at most a young age, so naturally it couldn't have been built in the year he was born.

Qingluo thought for a long time: "Could it be that Mei Luochen is your son, so father passed on to son?"

"What nonsense are you talking, be careful for your mother to hear!" Mei Ruohua knocked her on the head, "Xiao Er is your uncle's son, your cousin!"

Qingluo touched her forehead: "Then this ring?"

Mei Luochen chuckled: "Let me tell you, the person who wears this ring is the next member of the Mei family."

"Family, Patriarch?!" Qingluo was startled.

"That's right, only the rings of the heirs of the family are inherited, and they are different from others."

"You mean, you used to be the head of the Mei family?"

"It's the heir!" Mei Ruohua corrected her, sighing, "Because of your mother, I fell out with your grandfather and ran away from home in a fit of anger. Naturally, this ring can no longer belong to me."

"So the next Patriarch should be Mei Luochen?" Qingluo scratched her hair, unable to understand, "But, how could he casually hand over such an important thing to me?"

(End of this chapter)