Chapter 190 That Photo Is Still in His Hand

Later, the little girl saw the mud all over his body and said that she knew there was a place to take a bath, so she took him to a small pond in the village.

At that time, he walked behind her and looked at her figure almost submerged by the broken umbrella, and still laughed at her in his heart.

He remembered that there was a big ginkgo tree by the pond, and the leaves were still green in summer. When they arrived, because it was covered by dense leaves, the little girl put away the broken umbrella in her hand.

It can indeed be described as broken. Almost every umbrella stand has changed, and even the umbrella handle is broken.

When the umbrella was put away, the little girl's whole face was exposed, white and clean, with two shofar braids, and a pair of big eyes occupying almost half of her face.

Pointing to the bottom of the pond with his finger, he said in a still unarticulated voice, "You can go down there and wash off the mud, but you can only stand on the side to wash it, or you will drown if you go in."

Later, he really went down to wash off the mud on his body. When he went ashore, he found that the ginkgo tree was very beautiful, and then took pictures with his camera.

The little girl had never seen a camera staring at him curiously, but she didn't go up to him and ask him. In the end, he told her what it was because he was uncomfortable being stared at, and even took a picture for her.

That photo is still with him.

But more than ten years have passed, and he has grown from a child less than ten years old to a mature man, and that little girl should have grown up too, but she was so young at that time, she probably had no memory.

Qi Hanmo pulled his thoughts back from his memories and parked the car at the entrance of the village. As the evening approached, there were many people who came out to enjoy the shade in the village, as well as some children playing and playing.

Pushing open the door and getting out of the car, the man's tall and handsome figure immediately attracted the attention of the villagers.

Ignoring the gazes of those people, Qi Hanmo walked straight towards the group of children.

Before he approached, an adult blocked his way and asked defensively, "Where are you from? What are you doing in our village?"

Looking at the defensive expression of the person in front of him, Qi Hanmo suddenly felt as if a big and bold label of 'I am a human trafficker' had been pasted on his face.

After being speechless for a while, he had no choice but to ask the person in front of him instead. The man's voice was low and sweet, "I want to ask if the big ginkgo tree in your village is still there?"

"Ginkgo tree..." The man was stunned, and looked him up and down again, "So you harvested the tree, you came late, that tree was sold two days ago, and it sold for more than 1000 yuan."

Qi Hanmo, "..."

What the hell, he became a tree harvester in an instant.

If he asked anything else, he would probably become the boss of collecting trash.

Suppressing the mania in his heart, Qi Hanmo asked again, "Then can you tell me the location of that tree?"

The man looked puzzled, "The trees are sold, what are you going to see? There is only a big pond left."

"I just went to see Shitang."

"What's so good about Shitang, it's just a pool of stagnant water."

Qi Hanmo, "..."

Oops, I can hardly contain my temper.

Gritting his teeth, he endured, "Just tell me where it is, I just want to see that stagnant water."

The man looked at him as if he was insane, and pointed out a road, "You can walk along this road for about 50 meters and then go west to the end and you will see it."

"Thanks."

When Qi Hanmo arrived, he thanked him and turned his head to drive the car in that direction. Through the half-open window, he seemed to hear: Is there anything wrong with this person?

(End of this chapter)

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