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Han Jingmo looked at him expressionlessly.
The old man said righteously: "If the lock is broken, it is broken. When did I ever lie to you?"
Hearing this, Han Jingmo looked down at his left hand. The skin texture on the inside of his thumb was different from that of normal people. There was a slight scar, which was caused by being scratched by fireworks when he was a child.
The old man's eyelids twitched and his face looked abnormal for a moment.
He did this wicked thing.
At that time, Han Jingmo was still very young. He lit the fireworks without the stick and stuffed them into Han Jingmo's hand, telling him to hold it and not let go.
Then, little Han Jingmo was very obedient and kept holding it until there was a bang.
Han Jingmo's whole hand was blown black.
There was also a faint smell of burning.
Han Jingmo, who never cried much, burst into tears at that moment.
He didn't make a sound or cry out in pain, but just kept crying.
His grandmother was so distressed that she picked up a rolling pin and beat the old man.
Fortunately, it was fireworks that children played with, and the power was not very strong, so no bones were injured. But in the next few days, little Han Jingmo's hands were wrapped like dumplings, and he often woke up from his sleep in pain...
His grandmother saw it and was so distressed that she picked up the rolling pin and beat him again.
Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help feeling guilty.
Han Jingmo took advantage of his guilt and immediately said, "Give me the key."
"Little guy, what did I teach you before?" The hard way didn't work, so the old man planned to use a soft way: "If there is an opportunity, we will take it. If there is no opportunity, we will create it ourselves. Anyway, we will take it, isn't that right?"
Han Jingmo nodded, and he agreed.
"Grandpa, I have created the opportunity for you, and all you have to do is take it."
Han Jingmo: "..."
The old man took his left hand, pinched his thumb, and patted it encouragingly.
Han Jingmo was sweating: "Do you think she is stupid?" Who would believe such a lame excuse?
The old man's face froze.
Han Jingmo said again: "If you want to see it, I've brought the person back to you. Don't worry about other things."
After saying that, he put his hand along his forearm, directly reached into his clothes pocket, hooked it out, and took out the key.
Because his grandmother used to like to take candy from here, so his grandfather hid things here habitually.
The old man stared: "Other rooms haven't been cleaned for a long time, they are very dirty and full of dust!"
Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows: "I live here."
The old man took a step back and covered his chest with his hand: "Are you going to piss me off to death!"
"Okay, read your book." Han Jingmo said and turned to walk out.
The old man suddenly said: "I think it's not much better than the girl from Lao Guan's family."
Han Jingmo stopped.
The old man said again: "The child of the old Guan family is a little arrogant, but I like her very much. She looks lively."
Han Jingmo turned around: "You like her, what does it have to do with me?"
The old man: "..."
"And," Han Jingmo said seriously: "She is much better than Guan Jiaozong, better in every way."
The old man: "..."
Paused for a while.
The old man corrected: "The girl of the old Guan family is not called Guan Jiaozong."
"Then she is called Guan Renxiang."
"Neither is she called Guan Renxiang."
"When she comes tomorrow, ask her yourself to see if she is called these two names." Han Jingmo said with confidence.
The old man was confused. When did the child change her name?
Why did she change it to such an ugly name?
After coming out of the study, Han Jingmo went to the kitchen, but didn't see Lu Wanwan, so he asked Aunt Yang where she went.
Aunt Yang smiled and said, "I thought the lights hanging on the tree outside were fun, so I ran over to see them."
When Han Jingmo went over, Lu Wanwan was standing by the lake, looking across.
Hearing the sound, Lu Wanwan turned around and saw that it was him, so she asked, "I see there is a boat here, can we go there?"
"You have to row with your hands." Han Jingmo grabbed her hand and took two steps back, "Don't get too close."
"Then you must know how to row a boat, right?"
"How did you come to this conclusion?"
"The boats are all here, you must know how to play." Lu Wanwan relied entirely on blind reasoning.
Unexpectedly, Han Jingmo really nodded: "You are right."
"Great!" Lu Wanwan applauded: "Other stars' hidden skills are painting, sports, and cooking, and your hidden skill is rowing."
"What about yours?"
"I don't have any hidden skills, I can't do anything."
...
Han Jingmo thought about it and asked: "Can you swim?"
Lu Wanwan nodded proudly: "I can doggy paddle."
"That's fine, get on the boat."
"Why are you asking me if I can swim?"
"If the boat capsizes, you can save yourself."
... Shit.
Lu Wanwan blinked: "Can you row a boat or not? If not, don't go. I'm afraid that if I can't swim well, I will be directly used as feed for your fish."
"Before being used as feed, our fish may be killed by noise."
...
Lu Wanwan was not convinced. Does she talk a lot?
I have been very restrained today, okay!
The boat was a wooden boat without a sail, not big, and could only hold four people.
After the two of them boarded the boat, Han Jingmo asked Lu Wanwan to sit down, untied the rope that tied the boat, turned on the light on the bow, picked up the oar beside him, and manually moved forward.
Lu Wanwan suddenly said, "We don't have life jackets."
Han Jingmo: "..."
The lights hanging on the trees that Lu Wanwan saw before were from a bamboo forest on the other side of the lake. There were several ornamental lights on the ground. When the lights shone on them, the bamboo shadows swayed, with a hazy beauty.
The boat sailed to the other side, turned a corner around the bamboo forest, and came to the other side of the lake -
the lotus leaves were dense, and under the moonlight, they looked like jasper.
The wooden boat pushed through the waves and moved forward slowly. Lu Wanwan was sharp-eyed and saw some lotus buds, so he asked if he could pick them. Han
Jingmo nodded: "Don't move too much."
"What's wrong?" Lu Wanwan didn't dare to move after hearing what he said.
Han Jingmo said seriously: "If you fall, I will have to save you."
A drop of cold sweat fell on Lu Wanwan's forehead, and he reached out to pick a few lotus buds. The fresh lotus seeds were fragrant, sweet and delicious.
She was eating when her cell phone rang. It was the alarm she had set.
It was time for a video call with Lu Guanghan again.
Lu Wanwan sighed and sent him a message: Don’t say anything, just listen to me.
Lu Guanghan: ???
Lu Wanwan: Han Jingmo is next to me, I’m afraid he will recognize your voice.
Lu Guanghan: ...
But as soon as the video call request was connected, she heard Lu Guanghan pinched his throat and asked: "Why don’t you turn on the light? Where is he?"
Lu Wanwan’s body shook violently.
This pinched voice sounded a bit like the chief steward of the imperial palace...
Before she could say anything, she saw Lu Guanghan frowned: "You didn’t turn on the light, and he was next to you, what do you mean? Openly provoking me?"
...
Why is there so much drama?
Lu Wanwan shook his head left and right: "It's just me, did you see it?"
Lu Guanghan was shocked: "I haven't seen you for half an hour, how come you are so dark? I can only see your big white teeth!"
Lu Wanwan was angry: "It's night! Can you do it outside!"