The national prince charming took first place again

"We live separately. He lives in the yard here. I live in the house left by my family." The old lady said helplessly.

Lingjue asked doubtfully, "why divorce when you are so old?"

"Who knows." The old lady can't help smiling. Only those who have experienced know the taste.

Feng asked, "is he at home now?"

She pointed to the inside of the house. "Well, I'm lying in that house. I'm not going to the hospital. I'm going to call the hospital in the evening and force it."

When she said this, she insisted on it in addition to being helpless. It seemed that she cared about the man's bone.

Ling Jue: "..."

Feng Yulin stood up. "I'll go to see him."

"Don't be angry with that old man." The old lady now understands that these two boys are not looking for her, but for the old man.

Lingjue looks at fengyulin and doesn't call her. She doesn't want to go in.

Anyway, Feng Yulin will tell her what he said. After all, she is the one looking for the letter Glutinous rice balls.

"What's your name, young man?" The old lady poured him tea and asked with a chuckle.

"Lingjue."

"Ling, what is Jue, Jue?"

"The Jue of Yujue."

"Wang Ziyu?"

"Well."

"Ha ha, that's a good name." She looked at the stone carvings piled up in the courtyard and said in a trance, "the two pieces of jade together can be called Jue. Your parents should love you very much and hope you have a happy life."

“……” Is it? Lingjue sipped the tea lightly, and didn't reply.

How can she hear that dujue has another meaning.

Yujue - all gifts for others.

What about her?

It's also something that my mother gave to my father.

"I'll give you pancakes. Sit down first." As if thinking of something, the old lady stood up and walked into the kitchen. Lingjue could still hear the voice coming from the kitchen. "I said I would give you pancakes, and taste my old lady's skill."

"Thank you." Lingjue looks at her back. The old and frail women are divorced. Why do they come back to take care of someone who has nothing to do with themselves.

Clearly know that person has no feelings for himself, but still dedicated life.

Lingjue doesn't understand, but it's better not to understand such feelings.

She took out her mobile phone and began to play, first downloading a microblog and then installing the social software recommended for installation on her mobile phone.

One by one, they registered, which opened the microblog.

"Sir, what's your name?" Tang Yuan squatted on her arm and watched her play with her mobile phone excitedly.

"Sir."

"Sir, there are only two words. Don't be domineering. Otherwise, tangyuan will give half of himself to you. Your name is Sir v587."

“……” Lingjue listens to Tangyuan's words and raises her eyes, so she doesn't want to be bored with her name.

"Sir Shaikh!" Lingjue output this English, plus her own name, perfect.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Patriarch." She still wants to be the patriarch. If time can come again, she is only willing to be the patriarch guarding the Miao area.

"Oh." Tangyuan nodded, then rubbed her face, "Sir, in Tangyuan's heart, he will always be the most handsome and cool patriarch!"

Lingjue hooks her mouth and looks up at the sky. Here, she wants to be the most handsome and cool baron.

When Feng Yulin came out, he saw lingjue smiling at the sky.

He now found out that Ling Jue had a shallow pear vortex. Although there was no wine, he was a little drunk.