When Qiao Jin heard that Song Yanqing was coming, he also put down the fishing rod, and there was no bait, so he let it fish by itself.

Whether there is a fish on the bait or not is not in her imagination.

She washed her hands and walked to the living room to see Song Yanqing.

Mu Xiangshan was talking to him, because the two of them were now young and old in the house, so they were naturally received by Mu Xiangshan.

Today's Song Yanqing is wearing an ink-and-white shirt, black slim slacks, customized suit and leather shoes, and the shirt is painted with a lot of rickety bamboo leaves, which shows his youthful atmosphere.

Seeing Song Yanqing, Qiao Jin beckoned to him, and then said to Mu Xiangshan: "Old man, I'll take him to the backyard to fish." ”

Mu Xiangshan just wanted to say that if you fish, maybe you will have to eat fish for the next life, Song Yanqing is here, he also held back, and only said: "Go!"

Anyway, Song Yanqing also came to find Qiao Jin, and he was very aware of this fact.

Song Yanqing smiled apologetically: "Grandpa Mu, I went with Qiao Jin." ”

Mu Xiangshan: "Hmm. ”

Otherwise, you can stay and chat with me, okay?

Song Yanqing followed Qiao Jin, and saw that she was wearing a pure black shoulder strap tulle dress today, walking fluttering, but with a pair of flat-bottomed sandals, her pink toes were exposed, all small and cute.

It is about the convenience of the face map at home.

He couldn't help but smile, thinking in his heart that she actually looked good in anything.

However, her mother seems to be in charge of her outfits, and her aunt's vision is very good.

She turned her head and asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Yanqing: "I didn't laugh at you." ”

Qiao Jin: "I feel like you're laughing at me." ”

Song Yanqing: "It's just a simple smile, and there is no other meaning." ”

Qiao Jin stopped asking him at this time.

I took him to the backyard, in an artificially bred fish pond, where fishing was purely a pastime, but it was suitable for passing the time.

Qiao Jin said, "Do you know how to fish?"

Song Yanqing said: "Yes." ”

Qiao Jin gave him a hunch, "This is mine." ”

Song Yanqing picked it up and looked at it, and said with a smile: "You don't put bait?"

Qiao Jin: "The old man fishes with earthworms, I don't want to touch it." ”

That's when she told the truth.

Song Yanqing said: "I don't like it either, is there any other fish feed?"

Qiao Jin shook his head: "I didn't take it, do you want to ask someone to bring it?" ”

Song Yanqing put down the fishing rod very directly: "Don't fish, sit here and talk." ”

Qiao Jin thought for a while: "It's okay." ”

She sat on the small stool, but it seemed a little decent, Song Yanqing sat on the recliner next to her, looking at the scenery in front of her, there was a different kind of comfort, he said slowly: "This time the matter has been dealt with? I have seen a lot of news in China." ”

It's so big, he's sure he'll know about it.

After a little thought, he knew that this was probably related to Qiao Jin.

After all, there aren't so many coincidences, they all happened in one town.

Qiao Jin nodded, a touch of black airflow overflowed from the tips of her fingers, but compared to the usual black, this airflow seemed much richer, as if it still had a halo, she said: "The follow-up things will depend on the natural development, and the others have been dealt with, she will be blind." ”

Song Yanqing heard her whisper and thought of the report she had seen on the news, Qiao Jin was referring to the girl who was burned to death by fire about twenty years ago.

It is indeed a miserable death.

(End of chapter)