His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Knowing that Jiang Ling felt a little depressed, he came out of his house and brought him the door.

Suddenly found out.

I don't know where to find him.

She still doesn't know his family situation, his family.

She didn't even save a phone number of his good friend.

Where did you go?

Jiang Lingzhi sat down on the steps at the door.

He took out his cell phone and glanced at the message he sent last night.

She lingered for a while, and suddenly thought that the day in the circle on the desk calendar seemed to be today.

Does the reason why he is not at home have anything to do with that day?

He asked himself to accompany him to a place, where to go.

Why, forget it...

Jiang Ling knew that there was a mess in his mind and couldn't figure it out at all.

It was only then that I knew little about him.

After waiting for half an hour, he still didn't come back.

Occasionally people passed by the gate of the yard, but none of them were the figure she wanted to see.

Knowing that his legs were a little numb, Jiang Ling stood up and walked out of the yard.

When passing an alley.

A kind voice came from my ear: "Isn't this Assy's female [Baidu novel www.tomtxt.com] friend?"

Knowing that his footsteps had stopped, Jiang Ling followed the voice and looked over.

Before she knew it, she walked to the noodle restaurant last time.

Jiang Lingzhi politely spoke: "Grandma."

It's already past nine o'clock in the morning. After breakfast, there are not many people in the stall.

Grandma still laughed, and asked kindly: "Did the little girl have breakfast?"

Jiang Lingzhi shook his head, a little unsure: "No."

Grandma was very enthusiastic and took a chair for her: "Come on, sit here, grandma will cook a bowl of noodles for you. Last time I asked you to eat, why did you leave the money on the table."

Jiang Ling knew that he was not ashamed to refuse, and sat down in the chair, "Thank you, grandma."

Grandma walked to the back of the booth and opened the fire, and asked, "Why didn't you come with Ashur?"

Jiang Ling knew that his expression was still in a trance.

Li Shunan seems to know the people here quite well, maybe grandma knows where he went.

Jiang Lingzhi cheered up and asked, "Did you see him today?"

Granny recalled carefully: "No, he didn't come here today."

Realizing that her mood seemed to be something wrong, the grandma asked softly: "What's wrong, are you quarreling?"

Jiang Lingzhi shook his head: "No, it's just that I can't find him."

I couldn't find him, I felt a little flustered inexplicably.

Granny remembered it carefully, and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, is it the 8th today?"

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Yes, November 8."

The grandmother just suddenly said, "Then he should not be at home today."

Jiang Lingzhi raised his head and looked over, "Why?"

Grandma turned off the fire and brought the noodles to her: "You may not know yet."

The grandmother sat down on the chair next to her: "Today is his mother's death day. He should go to the cemetery to worship, and may not come back until night."

Knowing that his throat suddenly choked, Jiang Ling was speechless, and squeezed out two words with difficulty: "Day of death?"

Hearing these two words, my heart sank so heavily.

My heart seemed to be suppressed by a huge rock.

No wonder, it's no wonder his mood was a bit wrong yesterday.

Suddenly feel a pain in my heart.

A feeling of self-blame and distress gradually emerged.

He always looks so light and windy, as if he doesn't care about anything.

Even if I'm sad, I won't say it.