After dinner, the family went out for a walk as when they were children, and finally walked to Ouyang's house just like when they were children.

Xiang Fan was not at home, the elders gathered together to chat, Xiang Tiantian was very happy when he saw Ning Yuanlan coming back, and pulled her to sit and eat together, but Qi Yu and Old Lady Ouyang had a lot to say, and the two elders of the Xiang family looked at a few small ones.

"Little deer, come here, I have something to tell you." Ling Xi took the opportunity to call Ling Baolu away.

"Good!" Ling Baolu knew that his brother's ears were pointed, although he was cooking at that time, but Ling Baolu knew that he must have heard what he said to Ning Yuanlan in the living room.

The brother and sister seemed to be looking at the flowers in Ouyang's garden, but they were actually chatting about each other's hearts.

"Are you feeling better?" To be honest, Ling Xi was very worried about Ling Baolu, she loved Qi Yu so much, and when she lost her child, he saw her sadness in his eyes.

"Hmm." Ling Baolu nodded, looking at the sky at night, "Brother, Brother Qi Yu took me to Zhangxian Temple this morning." ”

"Oh!" Ling Xi also followed her line of sight and looked into the distance, when the night was closed, people's thoughts about the distance would become more and more serious, "If he feels it, he won't blame you!" ”

Of course, Ling Baolu knew that Ling Xi was talking about the child she had lost.

"Brother Qi Yu said the same thing." Ling Baolu retracted his gaze, "Brother, I'm not sad, I know, this is because I have no fate with that child, don't tell your father and mother about this, I don't want them to be sad." ”

"Hmm." Ling Xi nodded, of course he knew this.

After that, there was a long silence, the brother and sister looked at the flowers in the garden of the Ouyang family, which were planted with treasures, all of which were taken care of by the old lady Ouyang.

"Little deer, are you going to see Velvet today?" Ling Xi asked Ling Baolu as he walked.

"Well, when I came back from Zhang Xianmiao, Aunt Mu Xue called me and said that my sister was born, so I went with Brother Qi Yu!" When Ling Baolu talked about the fluffy child, he remembered the cinnabar mole on the ring finger of Xiao Ruwan's right hand, so he turned to Ling Xi and said, "Brother, I look at your hand." ”

"Huh?" Ling Xi was puzzled, but he still raised his hand to let him see.

Just when the two of them walked under the street lamp, Ling Baolu looked at Ling Xi's hand carefully, it was clean, there was nothing, and her complexion was very natural, she put it down in disappointment, "There is no scar!" ”

"Isn't that good? I don't want a woman's cinnabar mole. "Ling Xi has not liked that mole since he was sensible, and it was also when he ran away from home from the Heng family and met Ning Yuanlan that he got rid of the mole as a child, and this was later when Heng Jinghui gave Ling Mo a photo of him when he was a child, and the people of the Ling family knew that there was a cinnabar mole inherited from Ling Shuhan on the ring finger of his right hand, and Ning Yuanlan regretted it for a while.

"That's right, cinnabar moles should grow on girls, that's beautiful." Ling Baolu very much agrees on this point, "Brother, do you believe that moles will be inherited?" ”

"Of course I do." Ling Xi does not doubt this, "Heredity is a very big science, and the probability is ever-changing, from a person's appearance to the small characteristics on the body. ”

Ling Baolu knew it in his heart, but he didn't know how Ling Xi would react if he knew that Liang Yin and Xiao Ruyuan were very similar to him.