Chapter 391

come across.

After two simple sentences, they parted ways again and became strangers.

"Are you going to forgive her?"

Holding Lin Hao's arm, she walked quietly in the slightly quiet street. Aunt sugar smiled. There seemed to be a trace of comfort in the depths of her bright eyes.

Lin Hao smiled calmly: "it doesn't matter. I didn't forgive her. At least when my mother left, she couldn't let her go, and she cried heartbroken."

Then he was silent.

After a while, he shook his head and said with a smile, "one day I will go.

If one day I'm gone, I don't want my mother's grave to be full of dust. I don't want my mother's head to be dark when other people's graves are lit. "

"Xiao Hao..."

Some worry, a little distressed, can't have a maternal attack, aunt sugar wants to hold the "child" around her in her arms and comfort her carefully.

Lin Hao patted her hand and said with a smile, "well, aunt sugar, I'm fine. If only you weren't angry about it.

Anyway, it's still early. Now I'll drive and take you to a particularly interesting place later... "

Pick up the car and drive directly to the royal hunting ground.

Have fun!

After almost half a day, aunt Tang finally overcame her fear and dared to get out of Lin Hao's arms and mount the horse alone.

The next afternoon was to laugh and run.

In order to record this heroic moment, Lin Hao also specially found a digital camera and took a group of beautiful photos seriously.

Settle down in the water and clouds at night, eat, drink and have fun.

The next morning, we set out before dawn.

This time, no one "asked for leave", and the party went to the Great Wall.

The next day I returned to the city to listen to opera, watch crosstalk and eat private dishes hidden in all corners of the capital.

By the way, take a walk to the famous royal gardens and historical sites. In addition, it is also essential to worship Buddha and burn incense.

That's it. In a twinkling of an eye, a week passed.

This morning, the deepest West Wing room of Ling's old house.

Lin Hao opened his eyes and was waiting for Aunt sugar to wash his face. He didn't want to wait for Aunt sugar, but he waited for Mo Tong.

Seeing that he was lazy in bed, the girl was stunned. "Master, why are you becoming more and more corrupt?

Aunt Tang has only been here for a few days. You didn't do that before... "

As he spoke, he put down the copper basin, and then brought a suit of clothes.

Lin Hao didn't feel embarrassed either. While serving, he asked, "Why are you here, aunt sugar?"

"It's natural for me to serve the master!" Mo Tong smiles.

Small hands are dishonest between words. They pinch here and touch there, and make a silly smile from time to time.

Lin Hao doesn't bother to correct the problem of address. It's useless anyway.

Mo Tong said again, "aunt Tang may not be feeling well today, so she came for someone else.

If there is no accident, the next few days should also be me. Of course, it may also be sister Tang Yue or sister Zijun, or... "

Stop.

He couldn't help laughing again. His wonderful eyes turned slightly, his eyes narrowed, leaned close to his ears and whispered, "beautiful mother and daughter flowers. To be honest, master, you don't move at all?"

I knew there was nothing good to say.

Although people are not big, they have too much bad water in their stomach and their brains are not clean.

Lin Hao was silent.

He just raised his hand silently and slapped the girl on the ass.

The girl burst into tears, but she didn't know whether it was shame or pain. She only trembled and said, "master..."

And a restless goblin.

This small voice pinches, "whine" makes people's scalp numb.

Lin Hao took two puffs from the corner of his mouth, thought about it, and resisted the impulse to continue "education".

After washing his face, he came to the east wing.

In terms of pattern, except for the uninhabited master bedroom, the East Wing room is the most noble. In the past, it was the residence of the eldest son.

Aunt Tang lives in the East Wing room.

"Aunt Tang, Mo Tong said you're not feeling well. Is it okay?"

In the East Wing room, in the warm Pavilion on the inner side, aunt Tang is covered with a thin blanket, lying high on her temples, lazily bathed in the morning light climbing through the window lattice.

Lin Hao came in and sat down with a lacquer stool.

Hearing the sound, aunt sugar took back her eyes from the roses outside the window and smiled, "nothing is. Your aunt and grandmother are coming..."

The corners of the mouth curl up in an arc, narrow and charming.

Lin Hao looked confused. Obviously, he didn't react.

Aunt Tang was proud and smiled: "little fool, I don't understand. Women have those days every month..."

i see.

Aunt sugar is not his aunt and grandmother

When he understood, Lin Hao was in a state of bewilderment.

He can help others, but he has no good way as long as it's not painful or itchy.

This thing can't be broken artificially. Once it is broken, women will quickly become old.

So he didn't say any more. He just smiled and said, "aunt sugar, have a good rest. If you have anything, just call me."

Then he got up and prepared to go out.

Aunt sugar shouted, "don't lie down. The bones hurt after lying for a long time. Come and pull aunt..."

I got up after all.

After a cup of brown sugar water and chatting for a while, they felt a little bored. Soon, they came to the study not far away.

The study is also carefully arranged, which suits aunt Tang's taste very much!

In particular, there is also a picture of a hundred flowers competing for beauty. The book "Lin Zixiao, the ninth day of March, the year of bingxu" is inscribed. It is full of antiquity and charm, which is unforgettable.

"On the ninth day of March in the year of bingxu, if you remember correctly, it is April 6 this year, the day before my aunt came?"

Plain hands are whirling in the picture, and the smile looks unspeakably quiet and beautiful.

Lin Hao nodded: "specially prepared, aunt sugar, do you like it?"

"I like it, not to mention how well it's painted. I'm afraid many people have broken their heads just because of this record!"

Aunt Tang smiled and looked teasing.

I haven't seen Lin Hao draw, but she has seen Lin Hao write.

I still remember Li Mingqi holding a pair of Spring Festival couplets written by Lin Hao when he was in his hometown on the first day of the new year. It was funny to think of that scene.

Moreover, the painting is very good, lifelike, just like the flowers are alive, absorbing the sunshine and rain of the real world.

Of course, it's all a joke.

What really made her happy was that the painting was specially prepared for her.

Seeing this amazing painting skill, her heart moved, and an amazing idea suddenly welled up in her heart.

"Spring is easy to grow old and youth is easy to die. It looks bright like spring flowers and gorgeous like peaches and plums, but I don't know which day it will grow old and decay like withered bones..."

It sounds bleak, but in fact it is very calm without lamentation.

Then she turned her head and blinked. She smiled and said, "Xiao Hao, how about drawing some pictures for my aunt?"

"Portrait? Ok... "Lin Hao deserves it very readily.

There is no need to prepare at all, and there is no need to pose at all. Pick up the pen and wave it, one by one, one by one.

When Aunt sugar came back, it seemed that she had finished four paintings.

Looking at the vivid eyes and teeth on the picture scroll, it seemed as if she was smiling at her. The "girl" who wanted to come out of the picture alive was careless, and she blushed.

"I hate it. I know how to make people happy. Aunt can't draw so well?"

The eye wave flows, and the shame is infinite. Unexpectedly, there is an inexplicable feeling in the bottom of my heart.

Lin Hao smiled and didn't speak. He bowed his head and painted wildly again.

Look at the different expressions on the painting and the fleeting details of life on the painting. Unknowingly, aunt sugar's face is more happy.

But, after all, this is not what she wants most!

Struggling for a long time, her heart was horizontal. She clenched her teeth and said, "aunt wants to draw a picture without clothes. When she gets old, can she look at it slowly?"

His face flushed.

The voice trembles, the heart is sharp, and the heart is trembling.

Then Lin Hao was silly. A painting about to be completed under his hand was destroyed