Moshan and Jasmine Hei chatted a few more words before hanging up the phone. Yan Nan, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head to look at Jasmine Black with concern, "Jasmine Black, is it your father's call?" ”

"Yes, Brother Yan, it's nothing. Dad, the old man suddenly remembered to talk to me, and he had only said it for a long time. Jasmine said with a smile, saying that she didn't understand the old man's world.

"Hehe, the old man is sometimes like a child, he has to be coaxed." Yan Nan said with emotion that the two old men in his family were also like this, and he received soft hands when he answered their calls in the past few days.

"My parents are like this, they often call me, and nothing happens." Yan Nan grinned, "Jasmine Hei, I have the opportunity to visit my uncle and aunt at your house." ”

Jasmine Hei has done the Yan family a great favor, and he should go to the Mo family to express his gratitude.

"Okay, you're welcome." Jasmine Hei responded enthusiastically, and the people in her family would definitely like Yan Nan very much. This person is kind and simple, which is exactly the type that Moshan and Liyun like.

Zhang Xingli sat on the side and said nothing, he wanted to interject but didn't know what to say. His heart was always in a state of excitement, and the scene in the dream was so deeply imprinted in his mind that he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

All he knew was that Jasmine Black in his dream was the best sister for him. When he was four and a half years old, he lost his father and mother, and at the age of five, he entered the temple as a monk, and experienced countless hardships, only his sister has been staying at the edge of the temple to support him to grow up in the blue sky.

After Jasmine Hei and Yan Nan finished talking, Jasmine Hei took out a piece of paper and a pen from her bag and handed them to Zhang Xingli, "Do you remember what they look like?" ”

Zhang Xingli took the pen and paper, but he didn't understand Jasmine Hei's words for a while. His eyes blinked, and he looked at Jasmine Black in confusion.

"I told you this morning, you draw it first." Jasmine Black reminded.

Zhang Xingli picked up the pen in a daze and looked at the paper in a daze. This morning he called Jasmine Black and talked about the dream, but also about the imprint.

Is it to draw an imprint? What does Jasmine Black mean by them?

Looking at the stunned Zhang Xingli, Jasmine Black sighed and pointed to Zhang Xingli at the mobile phone on the table.

Zhang Xingli reacted at this time, Jasmine Hei was talking to her father on the phone on her mobile phone just now. Jasmine Black asked him to draw what they looked like, and this was to ask him to draw what Jasmine Black looked like now as her parents.

Well, the mark on the right shoulder he had spoken to Jasmine Black this morning must be true. Otherwise, Jasmine Black wouldn't want him to paint, but he wouldn't be able to draw well.

And the father and mother in the dream died when he was young, did he see his father and mother in the dream? Zhang Xingli closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, remembering that he cried bitterly in front of his father and mother in his dream.

He's seen it, and what do they look like? Zhang Xingli thought hard, opened his eyes, and held the written test to draw on the paper.

Zhang Xingli went to school to draw pictures when he was a child, and he painted in distress, the eyes of his father and mother in ancient times were big and his nose was high.

He spent a whole hour drawing, during which Jasmine Black went to Sanbo's two times and used his spiritual power to massage and treat Sanbo. Finally finished painting, Zhang Xingli breathed a long sigh of relief. He handed the figure to Jasmine Black and waited expectantly for Jasmine Black to speak.

When she saw the picture drawn by Zhang Xingli, although Jasmine Hei had been prepared in her heart, she still gasped. Life is so magical and mysterious, Moshan and Liyun when they were young are clear in Zhang Xingli's pen.

She folded the drawing paper and put it in her backpack, turned her head to see Zhang Xingli's worried expression, touched Zhang Xingli's head, and smiled.

"Xiao Zhang, how old is this year? Where is the home and how many people are in the family? ”

Zhang Xingli didn't know if the portrait he painted could match Jasmine Hei's parents, and when he heard Jasmine Hei ask, he hurriedly replied, "Sister Mo, I'm 25 years old this year." My home is in Lushui City, which is about 500 kilometers away from Yulin County, and I have to calculate how many people there are in my family. ”

How many people in the family themselves are not clear? Jasmine Hei looked at Zhang Xingli hesitantly, could it be that the population members of his family are complicated?

"My hometown is rural, and my ancestors have handed down a lot of homesteads. At the time of the construction of the railway, all the homesteads were in the area of demolition, and a large amount of compensation for demolition was received, as well as 6 houses. I was originally the only son in the family, and after the family had money, my father had a lover outside, and my mother also found a friend, and the two divorced noisily.

My father gave birth to two children after remarrying, and my mother also gave birth to two children after remarriage, plus the original children of the remarried husband and wife, I don't know how many there are. ”

It's too complicated too! Jasmine Hei looked at Zhang Xingli, this younger brother in his previous life must be an unfavored. She touched Zhang Xingli's head again, but she couldn't find a feeling of closeness.