"Take you to my secret garden. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ning Jin heard Hua Shao say.

She muttered: Secret Garden, Secret Garden......

"It turns out that you still have a secret garden in Kyoto." Ning Jin turned her head to look at Hua Shao and asked.

Hua Shao chuckled: "Silly girl, I grew up in Kyoto, why can't I have a secret garden." Hua Shao's demeanor became more and more relaxed.

Ning Jin looked at the scenery outside the car window, becoming more and more unfamiliar, is this still the Kyoto she knew more than ten years ago?

"Hanashao, Kyoto has changed a lot in the past ten years, and if it weren't for the map and navigation, I wouldn't have been able to know the road at all."

"Yes, Kyoto has changed a lot." Hua Shao replied with emotion: "Although I have to go to Kyoto every year, Kyoto in my eyes is different every year. ”

Ning Jin lowered her head gloomily, if her family hadn't suffered a great change, would she also be standing here, watching Kyoto slowly change little by little.

The hatred of extermination, Ning Jin has never been relaxed, since Hua Shao found the clues a few years ago, then now he has more and more clues in his hands.

Thinking of this, Ning Jin's mood was a little excited, her blood was boiling, and she had been silently reciting the four big words "hatred of extermination" in her heart.

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Looking at the square where people came and went, Ning Jin was a little surprised, isn't this the People's Square? What did Hua Shao bring her here for?

"Hua Shao, isn't this People's Square?"

"That's right." Hua Shao nodded.

"Isn't your secret garden in People's Square...... Ning Jin couldn't imagine that the indifferent Hua Shao would run to that place in People's Square alone to release his joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

"Where did you go?" Hua Shao took out a hand and rubbed it on Ning Jin's head.

Ning Jin patted Hua Shao's hand, "Don't mess up my hair." ”

Hua Shao's indifferent face when she heard this, the corners of her mouth hooked up, Ning Jin didn't notice it herself, her muttering movements showed the delicate nature of her little daughter.

Ning Jin saw that the car had already passed by the People's Square, and knew that he was really thinking about it, and seeing that the car was still continuing, he couldn't help but ask again: "Hua Shao, where are we going?" ”

"It's coming soon, you'll know when you get there."

"Okay!" Ning Jin sat in the car with eyes and nose.

After a while, the car stopped, Ning Jin looked up, why is this trail so familiar?

If you think about it, isn't this the same way she chased the traffickers that day?

Thinking of this, Ning Jin glanced at Hua Shao beside him, muttering silently in his heart, and he didn't know what happened to those two traffickers.

"What's wrong?" Hua Shao asked, looking into the distance.

Ning Jin thought for a while and said, "Hua Shao, how are those two traffickers?" ”

"I have been imprisoned, and I can only wait for death in prison for the rest of my life."

Ning Jin looked at Hua Shao with some past: "Why is it so serious?" To be held for so long? ”

Hua Shao nodded and said, "I'll tell you the reason later." ”

"Okay." Ning Jin responded crisply.

As long as Hua Shaoken told her that she didn't care when it was, but she just couldn't keep her in the dark like before.

Ning Jin was thinking beautifully in her heart, when suddenly her hand was held by a dry hand, she turned her head to look at Hua Shao's indifferent side face, and the temperature on the back of her hand reminded her how much this man cared about her.

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It's still the same street, it's still the same group of gray-haired old people, the difference is that this time Ning Jin is not an embarrassed shopkeeper, and the white-haired old ladies have changed their clothes.

"Beautiful sister, have you come to see Zihan?" The white and tender milk doll walked to Ning Jin's body with her little short legs, raised her eyes and looked at her in surprise.

Ning Jin squatted down and looked at the white and tender milk doll in front of her. She never dreamed that Hua Shao would take her to this alley, and she would see this soft, white and tender milk doll again.

"Uncle, why do you have time to come here to see me today?" The white and tender milk doll turned her gaze, her milk voice was milky, and she shouted at Hua Shao with the appearance of a little adult.

Ning Jin glanced at the white and tender milk doll, then looked at Hua Shao again and said, "Hua Shao, why are you not as cute as the milk doll?" ”

Hua Shao: "......"

"Beautiful sister, I said it all, I don't call it a milk doll, I have a name, my name is Zhang Zihan." The white and tender milk doll pouted, and unhappily set her eyes on Ning Jin again.

All right!

The white and tender milk doll looked unhappy, and Hua Shao's demeanor was also indescribable, so Ning Jin had no choice but not to speak.

Seeing that Ning Jin didn't speak, the white and tender milk doll looked at Hua Shao again. "Uncle, why do you have time to see Zihan today."

Ning Jin tilted her head and looked at Hua Shao's face again and again, looking at it again and again.

Brother-in-law!

It's not that she really wants to laugh, but she can't help it, Hua Shao has been expressionless, and a trace of embarrassment flashed on her indifferent face.

Then he coughed twice and said, "Zihan, Uncle is on vacation today, so I'll come to see you." ”

"Uncle, you can come and see me, but why do you still bring your beautiful sister here?" The white and tender milk doll was unhappy, as if her long-cherished treasure had been discovered by someone else and taken away in front of him.

Hua Shao: "......"

If it weren't for the fact that this stinky boy was the only milk doll in the Zhang family's generation, it would be up to him not to throw him to the base.

Ning Jin pursed her lips, wanting to laugh but had to hold back, not to mention how weird her expression was.

"Yo, little girl, come here, aren't you the little girl who chased the traffickers a few days ago?"

A kind voice came into Ning Jin's ears, and she looked back, isn't this the ...... Milk doll granny? It's just, what does it mean that a bunch of old ladies are all looking at her?

Ning Jin was sure that she was definitely not disheveled.

Zhao Yali walked over to Ning Jin with a kind smile on her face, if she ignored the bright light in her eyes, Ning Jin felt that she would be more natural.

"Little girl, how old are you this year, and how long have you known our spoon?" Zhao Yali took Ning Jin's hand beside Ning Jin, and asked in a soft voice.

Ning Jin twitched her hand, the strength in her hand did not decrease at all, and she was afraid of hurting this old man, so she had to let her hold it uncomfortably.

"Mom, I still have something to do, so don't make trouble." There was a little helplessness in Hua Shao's voice.

"What are you talking about, what are you talking about, spoon, you go away, there is no place for you to speak here today." Zhao Yali said to Hua Shao without looking back.

This is the first time she has brought "girlfriend? What a rare thing to appear in front of her, the most important thing is that she has been looking forward to it for so long, thinking that she will never see her youngest son get married and have children in her life, but she didn't expect to finally see it today.