The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Huang Haoqing said that he did not hear the coffin for a while, which made him strange for a while, seeing the coffin looked at the front, his expression was dull, and his heart was very confused. This is what he saw, it turned out to be like this. expression?

When he turned his doubts, he saw Jomo Mou from the inside and suddenly understood what he was looking at.

"Hey, how come you are at home this time? Are you not going out?" Huang Fuqing asked very curiously.

The spirit of this guy is also very good luck, this just came over, I met Jomo Mou, this is really ... the soul is connected.

"Xiao Mu has something to do in Beijing. I need my help. I just finished coming back to see my mother." Jomo Moss said very casually. When I saw the coffin, there was no surprise. It seems that I already knew it. same.

"brother."

"Well, stay here and stay here." Jomo faintly responded with a faint voice.

Before he came here, he had almost forgotten what he had done. At the moment of seeing the coffin, Jomo Mou thought suddenly that he had such a younger brother.

For this younger brother, Jomothan can't tell what it feels like. He once really liked this child, but later, he didn't like it slowly.

It’s just his eyes, so Jomogan feels that such a younger brother, there is nothing wrong with one more.

The coffin glanced and then laughed: "God thank you."

He did not expect that his brother would really accept him. After all, his appearance can be said to be unveiled. Jomo Moss once had a scar. This is such pain.

"What are you doing at the door? Come in, sugar sugar goes to the mountains to collect medicine, it is estimated that it will take a while to come back." Jomo Mou looked at Huang Fuqing and pointed at the mountain behind him, very casually said.

Huang Yiqing slammed, then opened: "Then I went to find her."

"Row?"

"No problem, I can contact her." Huangfu nodded, just like Joe Tianchang Ning Mengyao has a pair of eagle, they also have, it does not need much effort to find people.

Jomo nodded. "Then go on your own, I will take him in and prepare a room for him."

"This is naturally no problem, then I will go first."

After the people left, the atmosphere between the two brothers became somewhat stiff, and the coffin did not know what to say to Jomo.

"How have you been in the past few years?"

"Fortunately, I walked a lot and saw a lot of different things. I only know how innocent I was before. Brother, you were right at the beginning. Such a spiritual home, in fact, it is no big deal." The coffin lowered his eyes and laughed at himself.

Jomo snorted and did not continue this topic. From his expression, he knew that he had experienced a lot of things.

"There is no spiritual home?"

"Well, no, it was ruined by my grandfather. Brother, are you saying that it is a special irony?" In their eyes, the spiritual family is the most important, but in the end, their most important things are destroyed in their hands. Such a thing, how ironic.

Jomo Mou was not surprised at all, and he only laughed: "There is a thing that the spirit family will have in the end now."

The Ling family has done a lot of things that hurt the world. This is for him to be punished. It is not without, but time is not up.

The coffin looked at Jomo, and his eyes were awkward: "Do you hate it?"

Such a thing, if it is him, will be very resentful?

Jomo didn't want to shake his head: "No hate."

It’s not that you don’t hate it, but you don’t have time to hate. He has been growing up in a honey jar. He can do whatever he likes. Everyday things, he doesn’t have enough things he likes, and how can he spend time to hate? ?

The coffin is full of complicated look at Jomo, and for him, the current coffin is a wonderful, how can he not hate it, is it that anyone will want to give those people a corpse?

Jomo looked at the coffin and said: "I once said, I am grateful to them, because it is their own harm to my life, it is fair."