The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 545 Family Harmony (Part 2)

Oh mother, is there some misunderstanding? Our Xing'er is a good child, and she never has any grudges with others.

Ji Rouen came up and secretly pulled Ye Qingxing behind her.

Old Mrs. Bo's unfocused eyes stared straight at Ji Rouen's direction, no matter how many times she saw it, Ji Rouen still felt a suffocating sense of fear.

You mean, Ming Jing bullied her?

It's hard to say...

Presumptuous! Mrs. Bo poked the ground fiercely with her cane, and shouted angrily, Is there such a thing as an aunt like you? What nonsense are you talking about?

Ji Rouen curled her lips: Mother, you can't just scold Xing'er indiscriminately, she is from my mother's family, you are not saving me any face.

Ming Jing patted the old lady's hand lightly, stood up and said, Madam, the grievances between Miss Ye and I are very simple to say.

Ming Jing's eyes fell on Ye Qingxing's face: You lost your job, I sympathize, but if you hate me because of this, I'm sorry, I don't accept it, I have a clear conscience about Zhao Ninghan's matter, Miss Ye hates me It is better to think about the practical point of how to find a job.

Ji Rouen was stunned, this girl looked weak and weak, her heart trembled when she spoke sharply.

She dared to speak so bluntly in front of everyone, it hurt so much to stab the flesh with a quick knife.

The old lady nodded in satisfaction, she was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and she was not just submissive.

Ye Qingxing's face turned green and pale, and she was still stuck in the news that Ming Jing was Mrs. Bo's granddaughter, unable to recover.

Being sarcastically sarcasm by Ming Jing, he couldn't hold back his face.

You... Ji Rouen paused for a long time, and then choked out a sentence: She is also your elder, do you talk to elders like this? Sure enough, she is from a small place, without any education.

Bang. The tea cup fell to Ji Rouen's feet, Ji Rouen was startled, and took a step back.

Mrs. Bo's tone was unprecedentedly cold: Say what you just said again.

Ji Rouen was afraid, and tremblingly said: Mother, I...

Oh, Mingjing, my aunt was joking with you. From now on, we will be a family. If we don't talk about each other, my aunt has a straight temper and offends people with her words. Don't take it to heart.

Ji Rouen walked over and enthusiastically grabbed Ding Jing's hand, deeply demonstrating what it means to change faces at the textbook level faster than turning the pages of a book.

Ye Qingxing was stunned at the side, defecting so quickly?

Ming Jing seemed very magnanimous: My lady is outspoken, Ming Jing has been educated.

The eldest madam seems so born, you have to call me aunt.

Okay, the child has just come back, so there must be some time to adapt.

Ji Rouen curled her lips, her heart was lost.

I understand what happened just now, girl of the Ye family, why do you hate Ming Jing?

This chapter is not something Ji Rouen can turn over if he wants to.

Ye Qingxing, who was named, froze subconsciously: I... I didn't bear the grudge against Ding Jing, it was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.

I'll ask you one last time, is it a misunderstanding?

That invisible coercion made Ye Qingxing break out in a cold sweat on her back in the winter. She said bravely: I misunderstood Mingjing. She is the granddaughter of the old lady. Needless to say, I am the one who listens to you. Partial belief, almost misunderstood Der Spiegel.

This question turned the page, and the old lady asked a sharper question: Why are you here?

Can she say that she is here to eat, drink, and find a chance to sleep with your son?

It is estimated that the old lady will use crutches to drive her out by rolling and crawling.

Ji Rouen eloquently explained Ye Qingxing's tragic experience of being forced into marriage by her parents, and portrayed Ye Qingxing as an innocent little pitiful, Mrs. Bo didn't have the patience to break up with her, let alone get angry with a junior. Enough is enough, too much pressure will not be worth the candle.

Okay, if you stay, you can stay. It's not like the Bo family can't afford a mouth.

Ming Jing helped the old lady to Huichun Hall, Ji Rouen glared at Ye Qingxing, Ye Qingxing said aggrievedly: Cousin, how could she be the old lady's granddaughter?

Thinking of something, Ye Qingxing's eyes widened in disbelief: Could it be that she is Sister Ajiang's illegitimate daughter?

Ji Rouen quickly covered her mouth, looked around, saw that the old lady and Ming Jing hadn't noticed her, and said in a low voice: Don't mention this name again, remember? Are there any other illegitimate daughters? , was heard by the old lady, and it was another training.

Ye Qingxing just felt that the whole world view was turned upside down, what happened to Bo Yujiang?

Ji Rouen let go of her: Stop swaying in front of the old lady recently, that girl doesn't look like someone to be messed with, let's hide from the limelight first.

Bo Lianye walked in, Mingjing, the situation was urgent last night. I didn't have time to talk to you carefully. It's not too late. I didn't expect such a wonderful fate between us. My wish for a sister can finally come true. gone.

Ming Jing smiled and nodded.

By the way, what month is your birthday?

November.

I'm May, it seems that I'm going to ask you to call you sister.

Ding Jing still smiled.

Sister. Bo Lianye held Ming Jing's hand: You have suffered a lot before, and I know it all. From now on, you will treat the Bo family as your own home, and we are all your family.

Mrs. Bo watched this scene with satisfaction.

Huai Qing held a bowl of porridge in front of Ming Jing, interrupting Bo Lianye's self-immersed emotion.

This is jujube fungus porridge, is Mingjing not enough blood? Bo Lianye asked worriedly.

The old lady Bo immediately pricked up her ears nervously.

It's okay, uncle is too nervous. Ming Jing didn't mention the matter of donating blood to Qu Feitai.

Bo Lianye's smile was somewhat meaningful: Uncle loves you very much, I'm even a bit appreciative.

Totally joking tone.

Ming Jing raised his eyebrows.

Next, Huaiqing brought over a few more dishes, almost all of which were medicinal food for nourishing blood.

Ming Jing Su Zhai, Bo Yuxun also struggled to find these recipes.

In everyone's eyes, there was a calculation in his heart. It was obvious that Bo Yuxun was too worried about this niece, and his own daughter was probably no more than that.

What was going on in Bo Lianye's heart, Ming Jing didn't know, and didn't want to know, she had dinner with the old lady and left Huichun Hall.

Leave Ji Rouen and Bo Lianye behind.

This girl really has no education at all. When you talk to her, you tend to ignore her. The old lady still spoils her, and so does your uncle. When did you treat her so well?

Bo Lianye tightened her grip on the chopsticks, and said calmly, Mother, don't say such things in the future, only when the family is harmonious can everything be prosperous.

Ji Rouen glanced at Bo Lianye, seeing her unusually cold face, her heart was a little apprehensive, so she obediently shut her mouth.

Grandma, can I see your eyes? Ming Jing squatted down and asked softly.

Mrs. Bo smiled and said: Of course, it's just my eyes. I have consulted many famous doctors, both Chinese and Western doctors, but there is no way. , It’s just a pity that I can’t see your appearance with my own eyes.”

Mingjing carefully observed the various reactions of the old lady's pupils under the light. Bo Yuxun is a highly influential surgical expert in the industry. He must have invited an ophthalmologist for the old lady. The old lady's eyes have not yet recovered, basically no what hope.

She is not a famous doctor either, but she just learned more about medical skills and followed the example. When she really sees, hears and asks, she is far behind those doctors of traditional Chinese medicine. The only good point may be those precious ancient doctors left by her master. Learn some rare prescriptions from the scriptures.

But Ming Jing still didn't want to give up. There should be records in this regard in the ancient medical scriptures left by his master, and there might be some way to do it.

However, Ming Jing did not give Mrs. Bo hope. She would not tell anyone about this matter. After returning to Jiangzhou, she would find a chance to go back to the mountain.

The old lady dragged her to talk for a long time, and after finally coaxing the old lady to sleep, Ming Jing adjusted the temperature of the room properly, closed the doors and windows and left.

Huai Qing was sitting at the door doing manual work, saw Ming Jing came out and asked with a smile, Is the old lady asleep?

Um.

Ming Jing rolled up his sleeves, Let's make dumplings.

Huai Qing couldn't keep up with Ding Jing's brain circuit: Now?

Now.

Then the helper who was busy in the kitchen was sent out, Huai Qing flipped through the freezer: What stuffing?

Ming Jing put on an apron: Cauliflower beef, do you have chicken legs? Brain some more chicken legs.

Huaiqing didn't ask anything. When Mingjing met, she chopped the meat, and the two cooperated. The sound of chopping meat in the middle of the night almost made people think it was the scene of dismemberment.

Huai Qing took a look at Ming Jing's non-sloppy movements, Miss Ming Jing...

Ming Jing said without raising the camera, Call me Ming Jing.

Mingjing, I watched the variety show you were on, and I know you cook well, but I didn't expect it to be even better than I thought.

A young lady who is supposed to have her ten fingers never touched the spring water, but she has learned steaming, frying and cooking, and there are eighteen martial arts in the kitchen.

The key is to have such a stable xinxing, which is really rare.

Ming Jing didn't know what to think of, and smiled with curved lips.

Cooking is very interesting, and the food made with heart will endow it with delicious taste.

It was almost nine o'clock when the work was done. I made more than 100 dumplings, enough for five adults, plus a whole box of chicken legs and a bucket of chicken soup with bamboo fungus.

I'll drive you to the hospital.

Ming Jing shook his head, My friend is waiting for me at the door. After saying that, he waved his hands and left without looking back.

Huai Qing looked at the girl's back as she drifted away in the night, and couldn't help sighing: Young Master will be lucky in the future.

Such a good girl, I don't know which kid will be cheaper in the future.

Zheng Qing drove Ming Jing to the hospital: I inquired about it today, and Jiang Chunlan will definitely die this time. The Cheng family will let her go, and Qu Lanting will never let her go. Don't worry, she won't be able to jump around again this time.

Ming Jing looked at the passing scenery outside the car window: I would rather that the gun shot me.

Then it's the Bo family who are going to fight Jiang Chunlan.

Bo Yuxun is a person who attaches great importance to love and righteousness. Just by looking at his attitude towards Ming Jing, if something happens to Ming Jing in Jiang Chunlan's hands, he will definitely do his best.

Qu Feitai is quite interesting this time. He used to chase you all the time, and I thought he was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat. Now that I think about it, this kid is a rare infatuated person. I hope he can survive this test.

Ming Jing subconsciously touched the tears in his neck, He will survive.

The nurse on duty was drowsy. When she heard footsteps, she raised her head subconsciously.

I'm not dazzled, am I? Or am I dreaming?

The girl walked up to her: I'm looking for Dr. Bo.

You...do you have an appointment?

The girl shook her head: No.

At this time, a young male doctor came over, his eyes sparkled, and he tried his best to restrain himself and said: Miss Ming Jing, hello, I am Director Bo's assistant, my name is Lin Xuyang, Director Bo asked me to pick you up, you come with me.

Trouble.

Ming Jing walked forward, and the two nurses on duty started discussing excitedly.

Isn't she a bright mirror? A real person is really beautiful.

What's the relationship between her and Director Bo? Director Bo even asked Dr. Xiao Lin to come and pick her up in person. I'm Muller for that.

The lights were on in the office, and Bo Yuxun was looking up documents, without raising his head, he said, Wait, I'll finish it right away.

No one disturbed him, the office was quiet.

By the time Bo Yuxun finished his work, it was already half an hour later.

He looked up and saw Ming Jing sitting on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, reading quietly.

On the table, the food box stayed quietly in the incubator.

Bo Yuxun's eyes were gentle, Are you interested in medicine?

The book that Ming Jing took was Human Anatomy, which she just casually picked up from the nearby bookshelf. This kind of book would scare a girl to tears, but Ming Jing read it with gusto.

Bo Yuxun wanted to laugh, he was born to study medicine.