Chapter 97

"It's OK, grandma. I still have it here. Don't worry. You don't have to keep the money. You can buy anything you want. If it's not enough, I still have it here. Don't worry. I will take you out to live and have a good life!"

Smell speech, Du Zhang's turn head looking at a face earnest Du grass, this time didn't restrain, the tear in the eye socket rolled out directly.

She had accumulated virtue in her last life. God had just given her such a good child. When she put Du Cao's slim posture in her arms, she burst into tears. Even her own son had never been so kind to her, which had to move Du Zhang's heart.

Du Cao saw that Du Zhang was a little sad, so she quickly came out of his arms and comforted him with a happy face.

"Don't cry, grandma. I should be filial to you. You don't have to keep these in mind. OK, let's have a good time. It's not too early. Go to bed quickly, and I'll go back first." After Du Cao finished, he worried that if he was here again, Du Zhang would feel uncomfortable, so he said goodbye to Du Zhang.

He turned around and ran out. He did not forget to put his handkerchief on the edge of the Kang to make Du Zhang wipe his tears.

She couldn't stand such an atmosphere. She was deeply moved.

Creak!

"Why? What about people? " Du Cao had just turned around and closed the door, but he saw the empty hut, which had already lost the figure of the boy.

I can't help feeling empty in my heart. Where did he go? Won't you go out to play again? Is it hard to go out to drink tea and listen to the opera behind her back?

However, at a glance, he saw the letter on the long table with a cup pressed on the corner. The boy dared to steal her pen and ink, but also wasted a piece of paper!

Even though I thought so, the duckweed began to look.

What can this boy write? Then came the vigorous and powerful font on the white paper, full of pen and ink, full of vigor, full of emptiness, and full of power. Ji's ink really has a good hand!

I can't help sighing when I'm used to reading the modern famous writing.

However, after seeing the meaning of the letter clearly, the girl turned black in an instant, and her small face was full of anger, which was enough to see that the duckweed had been blown up.

"He went to see brother cypress behind my back and didn't take me? Good boy After reading the dark faced Du Cao, he realized that Ji Lyric Mo was looking for cypress.

Brother cypress was originally interested in the boy's appearance. If it gave them another chance to get along with each other alone, wouldn't her status be in danger?

If brother cypress is really bent in the future, what can we do? No, she has to think of a way for her future marriage and happiness!

Then he sat on the bed board and thought.

On the other hand, the boy has been walking on the snowy road in black cloud boots, it seems that because there is no snow these days, the footprints of the last time he walked are still left.

He stepped on the footprints of the last time and walked step by step to the young man's home on the hillside. From a long distance, he saw the right thatched cottage, and the stone brick part. It can be seen that the conditions of this home are by no means ordinary.

Also, the price of animal skin can be sold for half a year.

"Here comes little Mo? Come on in, is it cold? " Cypress originally intended to go out to dry fur, but did not expect to raise his eyes, he saw a boy in black on the opposite road.

The boy is tall and handsome, just like heaven and man. Who else can he be?

"Well, here we are." Ji Shu Mo naturally heard the cypress's words, nodded slightly and said in a low voice.

If cypress, Ji and duckweed live together, they will find that when Ji speaks to others, it is totally different from that little girl of duckweed, and it seems more indifferent.

Then he quickly stepped forward, stood at the door and waved to Ji. After Ji came to him, he put his fox fur cloak on the boy's body.

Fearing that he was ill because of the cold weather, he was looking for a doctor, but it was hard to find him. Then he warmly invited Ji Shumo into the house. In fact, he felt that the name of Xiaomo was not respected. If there were no one else, he should call Ji Shumo as master.

"In fact, according to my father's order, I shouldn't call you that way." Thinking for a while in the heart of the cypress, looking at the young man sitting in front of the round table, pursed his lips and said.

Ji Shumo only knows about his father. After all, when he was rescued by cypress, he was still dumb. Cypress doesn't know why he was built here. He only said that he would listen to him when he saw his jade pendant."We are friends." Ji Lyric Mo raised his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him. His body shape showed that his three-dimensional and handsome facial features were also good-looking.

Cypress was born in a big family, but it was destroyed again because of the depression in her family. But her appearance inherited the advantages of her parents. No wonder that little girl liked it.

But he's not bad, is he?

However, after hearing Ji's words, cypress frowned.

"I'm sorry that it's hard for my subordinates to follow orders, but it's hard for my father to follow orders." Just picked up the steaming tea cup on the table, Ji Lyric ink saw cypress directly kneeling on one knee, hanging his head, said in a dull voice.

The sword eyebrows wrinkled. The cypress was straight but stubborn. He was inflexible in some things.

Cypress naturally felt the breath of the young man in front of him, and his head was a little lower. He should have listened to Ji's words, but his heart was always remembering his father's last words to him, and he did not dare to arrogate Ji's words.

The young man in front of him is the master, the one he wants to protect with all his life!

Ji Shumo, whose brows are getting loose, knows that no matter what he says, the cypress will not change.

However, since it's the last words of his father, he can't force the cypress to change it. That's all.

"Since it's your father's last words, please feel free. The purpose of my coming here is to tell you that revenge is inevitable, but it's just a matter of time." Ji Lyric ink deep eyes looking at the hillside scenery, hands behind, tall and upright.

Also half kneeling on the ground cypress smell speech, Leng for a while, then stood up and looked at the young man in front of.

"In front of me, I call the master as Xiao Mo, and in the back of me as the master. The master wants to revenge and take back everything he wants. The cypress must go up to the sword mountain and down to the sea of fire!" Looking at the young man's determined eyes, cypress fiercely clasped his fist and bowed to salute, and told his heart.

"Our main purpose now is to keep a low profile. Only when we are strong can we get revenge!" Ji looked at the cypress behind him, turned to help him up, and then said.

After hearing what Ji Shumo said, cypress suddenly remembered that his father had said to him that he could leave the mountain as long as he was 20 years old. Cypress thought of this, with a trace of firmness on his face.