Ling Xingmo then asked, "How do you know these herbs?"

"My mom taught me a little bit when I was a kid, and we used to go out into the mountains a lot. But it was mainly taught to me by Grandpa Wang later, and he greeted these flowers and trees all day long, and he was very familiar with these herbs. Lin Xinmo replied.

Although Lin Xinmo only told him about Grandpa Wang once, he still remembered it very clearly.

This seems to make sense, but her mother and Grandpa Wang have aroused her curiosity.

Isn't it said that her mother died when she was a child?

It seems that her mother's influence on her is not ordinary.

And this Grandpa Wang is also a well-informed person.

"Why didn't your mother teach you later?" Ling Xingmo asked knowingly.

"My mom died when I was a child. Lin Xinmo had been adding firewood with his back to Ling Xingmo, and Ling Xingmo couldn't see her expression when Lin Xinmo said this, but he still heard the loneliness from her words.

Ling Xingmo suddenly felt a little guilty.

"That, Mr. Ling, you just talked in your sleep. When Lin Xinmo talked about his mother, he suddenly remembered the dream words that Ling Xingmo said just now.

"Say something. Speaking of this, Ling Xingmo's entire momentum began to become fierce again, and even his tone of voice became low and cold.

He hates it most than anything when others snoop on him.

"You seem to have said the word 'mother', but I didn't hear it too clearly. Lin Xinmo heard Ling Xingmo's tone become slightly cold, and he didn't know whether to say the rest of the words.

And after Ling Xingmo heard this, even his eyes became murderous.

"Miss Lin, you should know that there are some things you shouldn't listen to, and some things you shouldn't say. Ling Xingmo said mercilessly.

Of course, Lin Xinmo heard his anger, and she thought that she should have stepped on his minefield. Some people have certain places and some memories that are never touchable.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ling, I didn't mean to hear that, I just heard it when I saw that you were not in a good state and wanted to check on your situation. But don't worry, I'm not going to be idle and talk about other people's dreams. Lin Xinmo turned his head to look at Ling Xingmo and said. Although the tone did not fluctuate much, it was a little tougher than before.

After all, although she has a good temper, it doesn't mean that she doesn't have a temper, Ling Xingmo's words are obviously a bit targeted, Lin Xinmo is definitely the kind of person who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, she is actually very stubborn in her heart.

If Ling Xingmo really didn't want to say anything about it, then she would definitely not ask indiscriminately, not to mention that she just asked out of concern.

But he felt that it was wrong for her to eavesdrop on other people's words, and that it was possible that what she said was sinful, and where did her self-feeling come from?

This is thanks to Lin Xinmo's temper is good, and he still explained to Ling Xingmo respectfully, if this is left on others, there will definitely be a sentence "Damn, you are sick." ”

Lin Xinmo looked at Ling Xingmo and turned around to continue adding firewood after saying that. She knew that it was impossible for someone like Ling Xingmo to apologize to others, maybe he didn't even know what he was doing wrong.

When Ling Xingmo saw Lin Xinmo's reaction, he naturally fell silent and stopped talking.

Just like Lin Xinmo thought, he would not apologize to others, and he also knew how others would react to what he said.

However, he never said less than what he had to say.