Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 261

The old lady smiled when she heard the words, "You can stay as long as you like. I can only wish for someone to accompany me."

"Thank you, auntie." Hong Jiaqi looked at the old woman with a smile. She was already sixty years old. At this time, her face was radiant and her body was strong. It was just that there were many traces left on her face by the years, and there were wrinkles when she smiled.

But such wrinkles make people feel inexplicably kind, "Auntie, then I will stay with you for two more days."

In the afternoon, when Hong Jiaqi turned on the phone, she found that there were many missed calls, most of which were from Hong Ming, and three were from Pei Zhihan.

Hong Jiaqi dialed Hong Ming's number without thinking, "Brother, did you call me?"

"Jiaqi, you've called. Where are you? I'm going to pick you up now?"

Hong Jiaqi bit her lips suddenly, and then remembered that she hadn't mentioned it to him and Zheng Jie when she came to Qiyuan in the morning, "I'm sorry, brother, I'm Qiyuan now, don't worry about me, I'm fine here."

"Qiyuan? Is there a place for that?"

"You don't need to ask where, if I want to go back, I will call you, okay?"

"Jiaqi, your sister-in-law's mouth is not very good, but she has really changed. Don't forget to take care of what she said and did."

Listening to the suddenly lowered voice on the other end of the phone, Hong Jiaqi could hear the sincerity and sincerity in that tone, and nodded, "I know, brother, sister-in-law didn't do anything to me, don't blame her, I made a temporary decision to come Qiyuan's."

"Then you have to take care of yourself, you know?"

"I'm not a child anymore, don't worry."

"Whether you are a child or not, you are always the little sister in the eyes of my brother."

"...I see, brother"

After hanging up the phone, Hong Jiaqi's eyes were filled with tears. Look, Hong Ming didn't treat her that badly, right?

The days in Qiyuan are really peaceful. You can watch the sunrise in the morning, bask in the sun at noon, and watch the sunset in the afternoon. The air here is clean and comfortable all day long, and time seems to pass slowly. It takes a long time to stay in the gazebo.

"Is it cold to think?" When the old lady came over with a plate of vegetables and fruits, she smiled and glanced at the painting standing in front of Hong Jiaqi, "It is always the same person in the painting."

Hong Jiaqi bit her lip, looking at the picture she drew, she realized that the old woman saw something in it, and tore off the picture, "I don't look like it at all, can you see it?"

"That's because you deliberately didn't want people to see it, but those eyes are what others don't have."

"Auntie, you don't have presbyopia at all, do you?"

"Presbyopia is not clear when you are close, but only clear when you are far away. You are young, you should be clear when you are close, but not clear when you are far away." The old woman reminded with a smile, took a banana and passed it over, "Don't keep standing Here, sit down and rest."

Hong Jiaqi sat down on the stone bench helplessly, "My aunt's words are really profound, Jiaqi can't understand."

"Think about it slowly and you'll understand." The old lady ate the banana in her hand and said in a secretive way, "Some things don't need to be understood too clearly, but some things must be understood."

Hong Jiaqi could tell that she meant something, but she also knew that although she hadn't said anything, the old woman must have thought in her heart, and her thought would probably be the same as everyone else's, thinking that she was fooling around, I don't know the blessing in the blessing.

So she didn't want to ask too much, but just ate the banana quietly.

"Auntie, will you be afraid if you live here alone?"

Hearing Hong Jiaqi's sudden question, the old woman couldn't help turning her head to look at the opposite mountain, "With your uncle always by my side, what do I have to be afraid of?"

Hong Jiaqi followed his gaze, and when she turned around, she saw an extremely comforting and peaceful expression on the old man's face, "I'm very content."

"Uncle, he..."

"It's buried on the mountain over there. I buried him in the loess with my own hands 20 years ago." The old woman pointed to a spot on the opposite mountain, "Every year I often visit him and talk to him for a while, but now I'm getting older, my physical strength is not as good as before, and I go there a lot less, but I believe that even if I'm here, he's there, and what's on my mind, he will understand."

"..." Hong Jiaqi looked at her calm and happy look, and was very curious, "I think the love between you and uncle must be earth-shattering."

The old lady smiled when she heard the words, "Earth-shattering? You young people just like to make troubles. We were all ordered by our parents at that time. Before I married your uncle, I had no relationship at all. After we got married, we had quarrels, and then calmed down. There is a child, and then this life is peaceful. Maybe our relationship is too peaceful for you, but it is a rare thing for us."

Facing the bright eyes of the old lady, Hong Jiaqi nodded understandingly, "Vigorous love is more fantasy than reality. Just like living life, it is impossible to be full and exciting every day, and more is day after day. .”

"It's good that you understand this." The old lady looked at Hong Jiaqi appreciatively, "It's just that Bingqing didn't understand at that time." At the end, the old lady couldn't help sighing, "It would be great if she understood earlier."

"Bingqing..." Thinking of her, Hong Jiaqi felt inexplicably depressed. As Pei Zhihan's aunt, she should know about that child.

Hong Jiaqi subconsciously put her hands on her abdomen, "I still remember the first time I came to Qiyuan, my aunt told me that Zhihan is a person who can be trusted for life, but now..."

"He's finally here." The old woman's eyes suddenly lit up, she looked at Hong Jiaqi and smiled, "I see that your appetite hasn't been very good these two days, so let Doctor Leng take a look at it for you."

Hong Jiaqi turned her head, and sure enough, she saw a person walking slowly on the small road ahead. He was wearing a white shirt, which looked crisp and good-looking. Now he was slowly approaching. Under the neat short hair was the familiar facial features and elegance. temperament.

Hong Jiaqi glanced at it and then stopped.

"It's windy here, let's all go inside." Leng Huang stood outside the gazebo, his tone was indifferent, Hong Jiaqi got up and went to help the old woman to stand up, "Let's go, aunt."

Leng Huang raised his hand to support his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes fell on the balls of drawing paper on the ground in the gazebo, he couldn't help but stepped forward to pick up one, unfolded it in the palm of his hand, and saw the crumpled drawing paper On the paper, a familiar face popped out, although upon closer inspection, it was clearly not the person in the impression, but those eyes, those brows... were obviously the same.

(End of this chapter)