The steward wants to talk about Lanxi Creek.

After all, he came over, and it was natural to go and see it by the way, and he took the initiative to say that he might make a good impression.

But the Ninth Master's attitude ......

As if he didn't know, he didn't take people to heart at all, and it had nothing to do with him at all.

Also, what does it matter to him about my little sister?

"No, it's nothing, I want to ask if you're going to order refreshments and snacks." The steward sidestepped the topic.

Bo Zhanye refused: "No." ”

Then, with a dignified step, he walked inside.

The steward broke out in a cold sweat, patted his little chest, and quickly followed.

After many twists and turns, one by one, I came to the innermost cell.

The iron door opened, and it was completely different from the other cells.

This one is clean and tidy, there is only one bed, there is a toilet in the house, and there is a table with tea leaves and tea sets on it.

The wall in front of it is closed by floor-to-ceiling windows, and as far as the eye can see, it is all the mountains and rivers outside, and the mountains and rivers are all at a glance.

Staying inside, not only does there not have a sense of closure, but there is also a kind of seclusion in the mountains, the leisure of paradise.

Look at the old man sitting at the table, his hair is gray and long to the shoulder, it is clean, it exudes silver light, and his face is slightly wrinkled, full of vicissitudes, his face is peaceful, and his long white beard looks more and more kind.

Such an old man, not to say that he is a prisoner, but to say that he is an immortal, some people believe it.

"Fourth uncle." Bo Zhanye carried a snack and walked in with his slender legs.

The old man raised his head and pushed a cup of tea in front of the opposite position:

"Ten o'clock, as usual, not a minute early, not a second late.

Your tea. ”

"The fourth uncle is still so actuarial." Bo Zhan Ye sat in his position.

The iron door was gently closed by a person, and the air instantly quieted down.

Bo Zhanye opened the box, took out the dim sum, lifted the tea on the table, and savored it.

Everyone knows that he doesn't drink tea, no one knows, he only drinks tea made by Sibo.

"It's as mellow and sweet as it gets."

"You, you're so big, and your mouth is still sweet. But when you come to me, only tea can entertain you. ”

"It's only the tea of the fourth uncle, I like it." Bo Zhanye elegantly put down the teacup and glanced at the scenery outside:

"On weekdays, I don't feel that the mountains and rivers are vast and beautiful, but here, I instantly feel that the outside world is very big.

Fourth uncle, you have five months to get out of prison. ”

There was no light in the old man's eyes, just tea.

Five months is a short time for outsiders, and five days is a long time for those inside.

Whether he will survive to that day is still unknown.

Don't mention it.

"Xiao Jiu, I watched the video of your marriage before, and compared to before, you are much happier.

It's good now, I love her well and cherish the people around me. ”

Bo Zhan's eyes dimmed.

What the fourth uncle saw was the picture of him and Lan Xixi.

"Fourth uncle, it's better not to talk about emotional matters. I'm here to tell you good news, Xiaomo can now speak normally and make friends, just like ordinary people. ”

"Huh? Healed? That's a great thing, and I really want to hear the little guy call me Grandpa Four. ”

"There is a chance, I originally said to bring him over today, but he is not in a good mood, and there will be a lot of time after you go out."

"Yes, very good. It's just that the doctor said that it was difficult for him to speak, how could he be cured? The old man was curious.

Bo Zhanye's face was complicated: "A woman, he feels maternal love." ”

"That's how it is...... After that, you have to remind Lan Jiao to take good care of the child.

And you, what emotional things are not to talk about? If you get married now, you will have a good life with Lan Jiao, only when your parents are happy, can your children feel the warmth of the family.

Otherwise...... Who do you think will come back? Even if you come back, you will be a married man. ”

Only the old man dared to mention it.

Bo Zhan Yejun's beautiful face dimmed instantly, and too complex and deep emotions floated in his eyes:

"Nothing."

After drinking a cup of tea, he said deeply: "That woman not only has a great influence on Xiaomo, but also ...... me It's complicated, too. ”

Complex?

This is the first time the old man has seen Bo Zhan Ye use such words to describe women.

Before, it was all one word: get out.

And what's even more terrifying is that after he mentioned who that person, he still had the heart to talk about this woman? Could it be that after so many years, a woman finally walked into his heart?

He couldn't help but become more and more curious: "What kind of woman can make Xiaomo speak, and it makes you feel complicated?" What is a complicated method? Tell me who she is. ”

The corners of Bo Zhanye's mouth overflowed with a touch of bitterness, but he didn't hide it: "Twin sisters who look the same as Lan Jiao." ”

Younger sister?

Little sister?

The old man was suddenly choked by the tea, and patted his heart: "...... Are you in love with Lan Jiao's sister? ”

Bo Zhanye's eyes swept over: "The fourth uncle has learned to joke." It's just ......"

Speaking of this, he paused, and his expression was complicated.

He didn't figure out Lan Xixi's feelings, nor did he think about it deeply, he only knew that countless times because her emotions were uncontrollable and out of range.

Pity......

'Do you know that every time I face you, I am suffocated and distressed? ’

The woman's words echoed in his ears, and Bo Zhan Yejun's face was blurred and cold: "It's nothing." ”

"You boy! Halfway through talking, not afraid of one less egg? I was an old man. ”

"Find some fun for Uncle Si, so that you don't get bored in prison."

"Is this fun? I obviously want to be curious about my cat. ”

The two talked and quarreled, and this chat was a morning.

At exactly one o'clock, after having lunch with the old man, Bo Zhanye got up to say goodbye and explained to the prison guards outside:

"Take good care of my fourth uncle."

"Yes, the ninth master." The prison guard was extremely respectful, and after sending Bo Zhanye away, he warmly tidied up the table for the old man:

"Fourth master, if you have anything you need, just tell me."

The old man blew off his beard and fell asleep on the bed:

"What is there to need, that kid said a sister Lan Jiao, left a lot of suspense and left, he wanted to anger me."

The prison guard frowned: "The ninth master is still talking to you about Lanxixi?" ”

"Not really. How, do you know her? ”

"Of course, that girl hasn't eaten or drunk since she came in, and it's the fifth day since she came in, and if she doesn't eat again, we may have to ask the doctor to forcibly give her a nutrient solution. The prison guards in charge of this area knew about her. ”

The old man was stunned and sat up suddenly:

"She's in there?"

"Uh-huh. Because of the murder, she will be sentenced to ten years in prison, and judging by her appearance, she may not live to ten years later.

Also, a young girl, these ten years are the most beautiful years, but the result is locked in here, and when she goes out ten years later, she is really hard to figure out. ”

The prison guards sighed and sympathized.

In fact, those who do their job are accustomed to seeing many prisoners, and some are distressed.

The old man's face was complicated, and he never thought that the woman who complicated Xiao Jiu would be in this.

He pursed his lips and said:

"Please go and call her, I'll see her, enlighten and enlighten."

"This ......"

The prison guards were a little embarrassed, but thinking of the special identity of the fourth master, coupled with the fact that there were guards, there could be no problems.

"Okay, I'll go."