Chapter 256

"A stupid person like me shouldn't live in this world, and I shouldn't come to this world. What I bring is a disaster. I'm really useless. I just want to cook a meal for you. I can't do such a small thing well. I have no face to live in this world. "

It's just that I messed up my breakfast, which makes the old man so sad.

It's not necessary. It's really not necessary.

Fu Xiaoqian felt the pain hidden in the old woman's heart. The old man hid his face and sat on the ground, his thin shoulders shaking like fallen leaves devastated by the autumn wind, showing helplessness and sadness.

Hurt Fu Xiaoqian's eyes, in front of the old man is too humble, like a child abandoned by the world, so helpless. So, Fu Xiaoqian knelt on the ground, took the old man into her arms, patted the old man's back with both hands, pricked Fu Xiaoqian's hands and touched the inexplicable soft string at the bottom of her heart, "aunt, I'm not so hungry, really. You don't have to blame yourself too much. "

Fu Xiaoqian's sound of aunt, like an invisible needle deeply into the old man's heart. She wanted to argue, raised her head from Fu Xiaoqian's arms, and blurted out some words like, "no, I'm not an aunt, I'm"

when she was puzzled by Fu Xiaoqian's eyes, many words burst out of her throat and choked on her throat, which made her pale face glow with a strange red.

What qualifications does she have.

So how could she have the cheek to spit out those words that lingered in her heart all the time.

The old man's language stopped, but he wanted to say it because he felt uncomfortable. Fu Xiaoqian gently and elegantly smile, "you are older than me, I don't call you auntie, what can I call you? Even if you just come here to help me, I think you are very congenial, so I'd better call you auntie. There seems to be nothing more appropriate than that Good, really good.

She can't expect too much.

"Sorry, I was so excited just now. Please forgive my recklessness. " When the old woman stood up, she also helped Fu Xiaoqian up from the ground. "Please forget what you said just now."

"I won't remember it." Fu Xiaoqian looks at the old man and smiles. She smiles so brightly that she warms the earth like the sun in early spring.

The old man picked her up, still attached to Fu Xiaoqian's hands, holding them in his hands. Like holding the most precious object in the world, touching, playing, watching, not willing to let go easily.

"Auntie, do you think of your children?" Fu Xiaoqian felt the love from the bottom of her heart, so she spoke again, not to test, but to let the poor old man find an outlet to vent. "How long have you been separated from your children? You must miss your children very much." a tear fell on them On the back of her hand, there were big enough to spread on the back of Fu Xiaoqian's whole hand; it was so hot that it burned Fu Xiaoqian's whole heart; it was so heavy that it seemed to hit Fu Xiaoqian's heart heavily.

If what ye Shuzhen said is true, if Wang Yan is not her biological mother, where is her biological mother. Will she miss her as much as the old woman in front of her? Does she often want to hold her in her arms and comfort her well. Is it true that when you see a child as old as her, you will be like this old woman, weeping and remorseful.

"Think, think, think," the old woman said, holding the corner of her clothes and gently wiping the tears on the back of Fu Xiaoqian's hand. She holds Fu Xiaoqian's hand, wants to be close to her cheek, and is afraid that Fu Xiaoqian will refuse. After hesitating for a moment, she finally gives up this seemingly abrupt move.

So she gave up her idea and turned Fu Xiaoqian's hand.

The lines in Fu Xiaoqian's palm are shallow and disordered. The lines are crossed and entangled. They are very complicated. The gullies are vertical and horizontal. They are shallow and deep. They extend for a long time. But please don't give up easily, the future happiness will come to knock on the door, you must believe, don't give up

"Auntie, you can still read palms. That's amazing. You can see so many tricks by looking at Palms alone. You must teach me when you have time." Before, Fu Xiaoqian never believed in fate. She thinks that fate can be changed, so she has been working very hard to change her previous fate. "If I also learn to read palms, can I avoid many bad things in advance? Will that make life easier than now"?

she did not expect that the old man could know this just by looking at her palm So many, know her past life, but also know the future.

Fu Xiaoqian's words once again touched the old man's heart. Looking at Fu Xiaoqian's face, the old woman's heart was dripping with blood. She let Fu Xiaoqian's hand go, turned and walked to the Liuli platform. As she walked, she said, "I don't know what palms are. It's all nonsense. Just listen to it. Don't worry."

Just as the old lady said, where can she see palms? She really doesn't know how to look at palms. She is so determined only when she sees Fu Xiaoqian's past life. Only when she sees Liao Zhenbo's kindness to her can she ensure her future life will be happy."However, I believe that people with a good heart will be blessed by God. What happened in the past is to pave the way for a better future. You must live stronger than others. Hope will always wait for you at the end of the road. "

Life is stronger than others

one sentence shocked Fu Xiaoqian, stunned in situ. She moved her eyes away from the palm of her hand and slowly looked up. The figure that had appeared in the dream for countless times appeared in her eyes so clearly and so familiar.

It's the dream that has been in her bone marrow for a long time, so she can confuse reality with dream and can't distinguish it clearly.

"The Buddha said that even after a hundred robberies, the work will not die. When the cause meets, the result will come back to you. " The old woman did not check, she is still trying to Zen his admonition.

Turning around and taking the pot to wash the vegetable pool, I saw Fu Xiaoqian standing in the same place, her eyes swaying on her body, like thinking and looking for something.

The old man realized that he had made a slip of the tongue and quickly explained, "look at me, the old nagging problem has been made again. I'm always nagging." She put down a pot in her hand, wiped it again and again with her hands on her apron, and pushed Fu Xiaoqian out of the kitchen. "Don't stand here. It smells like cooking fumes. Go outside and wait. I'll cook a new meal as soon as possible."

Pushed by the old man, Fu Xiaoqian's feet were frozen in the same place like lead. In a word, she blurted out, "Auntie, have we met somewhere before"

suddenly, the old man's hands were also in the air. Two people were frozen in the same place at the same time. Their eyes were tightly intertwined, and time and space crisscrossed. Fu Xiaoqian was more firm in her mind, and her eyes were burning We must have seen it, right? We must have seen it This time, Fu Xiaoqian tightly held the old man's hand, so tight, so hard, just like holding the hope rising from the bottom of her heart, afraid that if she let go, all the illusions would disappear.

The old man's hand trembled and pulled out from Fu Xiaoqian's control. She dodged Fu Xiaoqian's eyes and turned her head to the other side. "Child, you must have recognized the wrong person. I used to live in France. How could we have met?"

After that, she clenched her teeth with her lips. She was afraid that she would say everything when her lips trembled.

To put it out, did they lose the chance to meet like this?

she didn't want to, she didn't want to endure the pain of being able to see.

The old man raised his head, the heat forced back to his eyes, "child, you must have recognized the wrong person."

She tried to suppress the clamor in her heart. Please forgive me for being selfish again. I don't deserve it. I really don't deserve to recognize you. I just want to be able to talk to you and touch your hand occasionally when there is no one. I will be satisfied in this life.

"Yes, I admit it. Otherwise, she stood in front of me, how could she have the heart not to recognize me. She said, as long as I live stronger, hope will come. How can I mistake you for her with a similar sentence. Yes, I must be mistaken. "

Fu Xiaoqian, talking to herself, unconsciously walked out of the kitchen.

Suddenly, the foot was something mixed a fall, the body forward, in the fall, there is a pair of arms to hold her.

Fu Xiaoqian looks up and sees Liao Zhenbo. His black, originally cold face, when he came into contact with her sight, immediately raised a smile like water, warm and soft.

"Reckless as a child." After he straightened Fu Xiaoqian, he released a hand and rubbed Fu Xiaoqian's hair.

Lesen stands behind Liao Zhenbo. He is always calm and indifferent. Today, he looks like a child who has done something wrong. He slightly lowers his head, hands in front of him, wringing tightly, waiting for Liao Zhenbo's judgment.

Fu Xiaoqian takes her eyes back from lesen and looks up at Liao Zhenbo.

Liao Zhenbo is looking at the old man in the kitchen at this time. The cold factor in his character is causing trouble. His cold eyes like glass are condensing into ice. It seems that even the air around him is infected with his breath. As a result, the whole space is frozen and frozen, and is fixed in the time space.