Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall - Chapter 1151 Qin Ruan's persistence, the scene of the tragedy more than 30 years ago

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   Qin Ruan's momentum was a little restrained, and he smiled at Chen Sixing: "It's okay, I just smell a familiar scent of flowers."

  Chen Sixing heard the words about the species of her mother's flower house.

   Qin Ruan responded rightly.

   What she didn't say was that when the flower house was opened, a strong yin evil spread along with the fragrance of flowers.

   The breath of gloom and death is accompanied by a strong malice.

   Not long after, Chen Jingyi walked out of the flower room. With a tired look on his face, he said to Chen Sixing, "I'll go prepare your mother's dessert ingredients after dinner. You can watch her order it, and don't let it happen again."

  Chen Sixing nodded and said he understood, and watched the back of the old father leave, with an envious look on his face.

   Qin Ruan raised his eyebrows: "Dessert after dinner?"

  Chen Sixing explained with a chuckle: "My mother likes desserts very much. They have been married for so many years, and my father has always maintained the habit of making desserts for her at night.

   For so many years, unless there is a compelling reason, the two parents are not together. At other times, my dad has almost never been lazy for a day, and will make her some delicate little desserts every night, even I have no chance to taste it. "

   Qin Ruan's smile deepened when he heard the words: "It's really enviable that people can feel each other's feelings."

  Chen Sixing's chin was slightly raised, and his face showed a proud pride: "Don't say it's an outsider, even my daughter is envious."

   She is really envious of her parents' feelings. She has loved each other for most of her life and rarely blushes and quarrels over some things.

   It is precisely because her parents have such a rare relationship with each other that she has been so picky about her relationship for so many years.

  Chen Sixing looked at his father's busy figure in the restaurant, got up and said to Qin Ruan, "Miss Qin, please come with me."

   Qin Ruan said she wanted to see her mother before, but she did not forget.

   She still didn't fully trust the young girl in front of her, but she still had a trace of expectation in her heart.

   In case, if the other party can get her mother out of the pain, everything will be happy.

  In the flower room, Ni Peipei sat on a rattan chair, staring at the potted plants on the flower stand in front of him, without any emotion in his eyes.

   Hearing the sound of the flower room door being pushed open, she remained motionless.

   Qin Ruan looked at the silhouette of the other party, and her intuition was wrong. It was not because of the strong yin and evil spirit in the room, but because the old lady in her eyes felt something was wrong.

On the other hand, Chen Sixing was accustomed to this, and took the initiative to explain to Qin Ruan: "My mother likes to be quiet, and she likes to be alone in a room filled with the scent of flowers. She said that this is also the time when she is most relaxed, but she always looks at her with a face. It's serious, we've all gotten used to it over the years."

   Qin Ruan didn't say anything, and followed Chen Sixing towards Ni Peipei.

  As she got closer, she finally found out what was wrong with the old lady.

   The kindness on her body disappeared, the corners of her lips pressed down, those eyes that should have been bright and warm were deep, and her temperament was still indifferent and vicissitudes of life, but it made people feel depressed.

  Chen Si walked to Ni Peipei's side and squatted in front of the rattan chair: "Mom, I brought Miss Qin here. She said it can solve your problems, can you talk?"

   Hearing her daughter's words, the corners of Ni Peipei's lips bent down, and the back of her wrinkled hand was covered with blue veins, and she lightly patted the back of Chen Sixing's hand.

   Her voice was soft, with a hint of a smile: "Mom knows, you go out."

  Chen Sixing said uneasy: "I'll be watching at the door, you can call me when you have time."

  Ni Peipei nodded and looked at the daughter in front of him with a gentle gaze.

Before leaving, Chen Sixing moved a stool and put it next to his old mother, and warned Qin Ruan carefully: "My mother is getting old, and she is not very good at dreaming during this time. It is best to make a long story short, my father will meet after preparing the ingredients. come over."

   Qin Ruan said, "Don't worry, I won't be here for long."

There are two cubs in her family who pester her every night to ask her how long it will take her sister to be born. It will be dark in a while. Even if she wants to stay longer, the third master will send someone to pick her up when she knows where she is. .

  Chen Sixing left the conservatory, Qin Ruan consciously sat beside Ni Peipei.

   She followed the other's gaze and looked at the pot of purple mandala flowers on the flower stand.

  This is a potted purple mandala flower. The flower is large and beautiful. The whole flower is drooping and shaped like a trumpet, which is very beautiful.

  Unfortunately, the color of the flower is seductive and strange, exuding a strong yin and evil spirit.

   The source of the strong cold and evil energy in the flower room is this mutated purple mandala flower.

   In front of the old lady, Qin Ruan's outstretched hand stopped half a meter away from the flowerpot.

   Her slender and beautiful fingers were lightly picked, and the evil spirit inside and outside the flowerpot was slowly absorbed into her body.

   Ni Peipei didn't seem to see this strange scene, his hands were folded on his abdomen, his thin body was attached to the back of the rattan chair, and he swayed the chair leisurely.

After Qin Ruan stopped, she slowly said, "Jingyi gave me this pot of mandala, and he moved to the flower house about a month ago. He always shares my interests and likes sweets. , I like flowers and plants, I also like quietness, and I am patient with children."

   Qin Ruan said, "It is a blessing in life to have such a partner."

   These words pleased Ni Peipei, and she finally looked sideways at the girl beside her.

   "You are a good boy, you are still young and don't understand the affairs between adults. Go home early."

   Qin Ruan shook his head gently: "The people I know almost lost their lives here today."

   She was talking about Song Banxian.

   If Song Banxian and the others are a little late, they will really die.

   The gentle smile on Ni Peipei's face dissipated, she saw Qin Ruan's attitude and stopped shaking the rattan chair, and a sigh sounded in the flower room.

   She stared straight at the purple mandala flower that had lost its yin and evil energy and was already showing signs of withering, and said in a soft voice, "My child, let me tell you a story that is difficult to calm down."

   Qin Ruan said neither arrogantly nor impetuously: "It's the honor of the younger generation."

  Ni Peipei's eyes are calm and deep like a pool of water, serene and calm.

   She seemed to return to the scene of the tragedy more than 30 years ago through the potted plant in front of her.

  Forty years ago, the city of Qinghai was in the early stage of opening, and everything exuded the energy that was ready to go.

   At that time, there were no high-rise buildings in Qingshi. Except for buses, there were young adults riding bicycles to work on the old streets. It was like an army of steel.

  Ni Peipei is the daughter of a wealthy local businessman with mud legs. Her father was a businessman who just went to sea and received dividends.

  Forty years ago, she was admitted to Qingshi No. 1 Middle School and became the only promising person in her family with a high degree of education.

   That year, when she stepped into the gate of No. 1 Middle School, she saw the boy standing at the gate of the school. He was wearing light blue trousers that were washed with white and short sleeves with dark white.

   The other party looks good-looking, clean and straight.

  Ni Peipei, who was wearing a foreign brand in that era, could see at a glance that the boy's home was not in good condition, but he was too dazzling, and the sunny smile on his face was so attractive to her.

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