Chapter 1202

According to his understanding of little Yama, it is impossible for him to let go of those who betrayed him. So little Yama said that he would withdraw his hands. He really felt that his ears were deaf, or he heard wrong.

Can't help but cautiously asked, "you are going to let go of forgetting Sichuan?"

The fifth Jue's mouth turned up, a very shallow radian came out, and a bloodthirsty residual light flashed across his eyes, "is this what you should do?"

Black impermanence is frightened, almost not scared to live by little Yama's uncertain expression. Where is the evil spirit? It's just terrible.

Don't forgive, don't forgive, do what to frighten him this old devil.

Black impermanence got the order and left in a hurry. He didn't dare to stay at his side for another second.

Wujue takes a look at the clock on his wrist and dials Fang Yiluo's phone. His voice changes 180 degrees immediately. The soft voice will make Hei Wuchang suspect that little Yama is possessed by a ghost. "Where is it?"

"With Yimo in the supermarket."

"When will you be back?"

"For a moment."

"I'll pick you up."

Fang Yiluo nodded, "well, be careful on the way."

"Good."

Hang up the phone, Fang Yiluo saw his son lying in front of the toy window looking at a toy, "what's the matter? So depressed? "

"Mom ELO, Xuanqi said he likes tanks very much. I want to buy one for him."

"Now that I've decided to buy it, why are you still so sad?"

"My pocket money this month, plus last month's, last month's, is not enough." His reluctant little eyes are always on the tank in the window.

Fang Yiluo looked at the logo, which showed the limited edition. Although she had never heard of the tank brand, it could be linked with the limited edition, which proved that the toy was valuable.

"What's the difference?"

"Two hundred and five." This number makes him more sad.

Fang Yiluo can't help laughing and touching her son's head when she hears the number. It's very good to be honest. "I'll give you the rest of the money, but you'll help me with my work."

Fifth, Yimo happily raised a smiling face, "Yiluo mother, you are so good."

"But promise me that you will keep your word and never go back."

He nodded heavily, "well, I promise you, mother ELO."

Fang Yiluo took the money he had saved from his son, then filled in 250 yuan to buy a tank and got Xuanqi's favorite toy. He couldn't help but want to inform him of the good news. Finally, he thought that he could only hold back and planned to give it to him personally when he met, so as to surprise Xuanqi.

"Next, what's the first thing I'll tell you?" Fang Yiluo pondered for a moment, "Yi Mo also chooses a gift for uncle!"

"My mother said," I'm very reluctant to refuse, but I don't want to

"It doesn't matter. You can exchange your labor for money to buy gifts for your uncle."

Fifth, Yimo was stunned, and the first reaction was, "mother ELO, why do I have to work hard to earn money to buy gifts for my uncle?"

Fang Yiluo pursed his lips. What is the resentment and hatred between the father and the son? Yimo is disgusted.

Seeing that ELO's mother was silent and the time of gathering was so short, he didn't want ELO's mother to be unhappy before she left. He could only reluctantly agree, "ELO's mother, I promise you to choose a gift for my uncle."

Fang Yiluo rubbed his son's head. "Yimo, actually uncle is very good!"

"Not as good as my dad," he said

She chuckled. "Why do you hate your uncle so much?"

"Didn't he bully mother ELO before?" For the memory of a city, the fifth ink can remember clearly. No matter how well he does in the future, he can't forget the unpleasant memory.

"He..." Fang Yiluo's soft little hand falls on the little head of the fifth Yimo, and his thoughts seem to fall into the memory, "he is still a child, maybe even he himself is not ready, so his bad to you is not from his heart, Yimo, don't really hate him, I hope many people can like our Yimo."

She can't help reddening her eyes. It's a pity that she can accompany her son. She only hopes that Yimo can get more people's attention. After all, he is Yimo's own father.

The fifth meaning Mo Ao Jiao hum a, still don't have the heart to hurt to Luo mother. "I'll force myself to like him in the future."

Hearing his son's children's words, Fang Yiluo raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Have you chosen a present for your uncle?" They've been around the mall twice.

Fifth, Yimo nodded, pointed to the cactus in the florist and said, "that's it."

"Why cactus?"

"I think cactus is most like him.""Can't you change it?" I'm afraid Yimo's childishness is the fifth best!

Yi Mo shakes his head. "I chose the most suitable gift for him. My uncle will like it." So firmly believe that Fang Yiluo also take him no way, has begun to think in mind how to help Yi Mo circle, the best everyone is happy.

Maybe she was too preoccupied and didn't find the changes around her. Until he pulled his son's little hand and didn't pull Yimo, she found that the whole shopping mall was still, except for her.

Looking at his son holding cactus smirk small expression, Fang Yiluo's heart to Lao Gao.

She didn't know who was coming. "Who?"

At this time, from the crowd came a pretty woman in ancient clothes, with a bit of tranquility on her face. From far to near, she walked slowly to Fang Yiluo.

"Lu Hanxiao?"

Fang Yiluo narrowed her eyes slightly. She was really familiar with this person's appearance, but what shocked her even more was that the other party knew her real identity?

"Who are you?" She stepped forward and stood in front of her son, blocking her behind.

The woman sat down on the chair beside her and said, "it doesn't matter who I am. Anyway, you won't know who I am."

"State your purpose."

Woman Jiao smile, plain hand cover small mouth, very like a lady. "I just want to see you."

"See me?" She felt the power of death from the other side. "You're from hell?"

The other side slightly a Zheng, "pour is a clever person."

Admitting her identity, she looked at Fang Yiluo carefully and looked at her from head to foot. She thought for a long time. "I don't understand. Where are you good?"

Fang Yiluo's eyes were cold, and a trace of displeasure rose from the bottom of his heart.

She strained her lips and said nothing.

The woman began to say, "that year, a lot of tourists in Chengyang Lake lost their folding fans to me. I only saw his folding fan, but he was indifferent. He only focused on a singer. His eyes were so tender, but they were struggling and determined. Why am I not as good as a singer?"

Fang Yiluo frowned, but did not interrupt each other's self talk.

"That day, I did something that was beneath my dignity. I made it difficult for a singer to sing all the time. I thought he would stop me, but he didn't, just quietly watching you sing. I can't say whether I'm happy or sad. Later, the singer left, and he left with her. I made a bold decision to follow the man

Fang Yiluo was a little impressed. It was the third life of her reincarnation. Yan Jue asked her to be a singer. She couldn't remember the identity of Su Zihan. She only remembered that little Yan always came to listen to her singing all night, until she was hoarse and couldn't speak any more. Then she spent money to let her rest Performing in public, or singing.

Therefore, her singing girl's life is very clean, and she has not been sold. I still want to thank him for his more care.

Only at that time, she did not understand his good.

"I saw him standing on the bank, watching the man's boat go out from the light, but he refused to leave. I saw his expression was puzzled and desperate. He moved his steps gently, and the next second he would fall into the cold Chengyang lake. At that moment, I didn't want to pull him, but his figure suddenly disappeared, but I rushed into the cold Chengyang lake, and finally I went out I'm a water devil. "

She laughed and wept, "but God treated me so well that I met him again."