The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

Chapter 603 A Potion (42)

Wen Su acted very well-behaved: "Hello, Uncle."

Several months have passed, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see the beast's habits on him.

Bai Zhongkai reached out to pick up what Wen Su was holding, Wen Su glanced at Baitang before letting go.

It should have been raining a few days ago, walking on the road, puffing.

Wen Su carefully lifted the thing in Baitang's hand, but Baitang took it away.

Bai Zhongkai looked at this face for a long time, feeling sore in his heart. His daughter was only 35 years old, but she was as old as 50 years old.

He didn't know, this was the situation after Baitang came and recuperated. The old woman has been playing tricks for more than ten years, and she has become much younger. On the contrary, the original owner is like an old woman.

"Tangtang, tell me...why did you marry so far away? You're too old."

Baitang said what the original owner once wanted to say but didn't say: "Don't you not like me? Then I have to marry far away so as not to hinder your eyes. If you marry close and have a bad life, you will Let me leave? Are you still persuading me to endure? Is it because I am not perfect enough?"

The original owner didn't have much resentment towards her stepmother.

It’s not easy to be a stepmother, if the discipline is strict, it’s easy to be said to be treated harshly, if the discipline is not strict, and you say that you don’t want your ex-wife’s child to become a talent, you are too kind to him, and if you follow her heart, it is easy to become a flattery.

The original owner's stepmother also had an old-fashioned way of thinking.

After the original owner became a mother herself, she didn't resent her very much.It is not easy to think that she married her when the original owner was two years old, and cooked for her and washed her clothes.

Bai Zhongkai waved his hands hastily, he wanted to say that he was not like this.

But can't tell.

When I was young, I didn't like this daughter. I thought she was soft-tempered and had poor grades. She would not bow her head when quarreling and didn't want to see her.

As you get older, your mindset changes.He looked at other people's IKEA IKEA, full of children and grandchildren, and Cheng Huan's knees, and only then did he feel that he was ashamed of his daughter.

"Tangtang, Dad is confused, Dad did something wrong..."

A tear fell from the corner of Baitang's eyes unconsciously.

"Baitang..."

Wen Su looked at her worriedly.

Baitang shook his head at him: "That's not mine."

Wen Su is a little confused, what do you mean it's not hers?

Baitang seems to have said it several times?
Back home, the stepmother brought a large table of dishes without saying anything.

After exchanging pleasantries, all the regrets and warmth, the buried buried, and the continuation have also changed.

When Bai Zhongkai turned around, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his wrinkled hands, and turned around with a smile on his face.

For some reason, I clearly saw my daughter with the same face.

Everywhere is the same, and it seems that nowhere is the same.

He seems to have lost something forever...

Bai Zhongkai didn't dare to think about it, didn't want to think about it, and couldn't believe the result.

It took Baitang several months to investigate the surroundings, and then she started to carry out her plan.

This is a small place. On the mountain, the soil is not fertile, and most of them are small terraced fields. They rely solely on planting crops. It's just a year of hard work, but the harvest is not big.

The roads are not very open, and it is not convenient to come and go.

She noticed that here, there is a relatively long culture of mountain gods, and the legends and stories about mountain gods are even more precious.

Baitang has done all the planning, her idea is to turn this place into a tourist attraction.

There are probably many beautiful scenery in the world, and this place is not bad. His scenery is not empty, not limited to mountains and rivers.When the aftertaste of the style of writing is combined with the local customs and customs, that is its characteristic, and only with unique characteristics will it attract many people to go there.

(End of this chapter)