Immortal Voices Chapter 787: Green light

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The old woman finally gave up the idea of ​​letting her son marry a doctor Veratrum. After all, the people’s doctors clearly said that there are husbands, children and daughters. Now even their Western Antarctic monks have become young people. Paternity.

To be honest, the old woman is a little bit shy.

Such a girl doll who seems to have no other merits except for a better temperament and a better temper can allow a reserved monk to step in regardless of other people's existing families. It can be seen that this girl doll is superb and is not afraid of rolling over.

Her son can't play.

This is really a family with people, who can stand the green on his son's head.

The old woman is also a decisive person. She simply said neatly: "Since Doctor Veratrum has his own heart, the old woman won't force you."

Speaking, she was about to leave.

There are so many women, there will always be something suitable for a son.

Doctor Veratrum can't afford it.

Rong Xian didn't want her to go so simply. How could Rong Xian who was disgusted in vain let it go.

"Old lady, don't rush away." Rong Xian stepped forward to stop the people without hurriedness, and flicked from a marriage line on the old lady without a trace.

Some poor old man who was still wandering in the street was stunned, and suddenly he wanted to go to a small tea shop to sit, drink tea and listen to books.

He turned his footsteps and headed in a certain direction, with an urgency that he hadn't noticed.

In the tea shop, Rong Xian and the old woman stalemate for a while.

The old woman compared the heights of the two, looked at each other's young and beautiful and her own old style, and drooped her eyes unhappy: "What do you want to do?"

I have confirmed the look in my eyes, and I can’t beat him.

The old woman confessed and said: "We have a monk master stationed here. If you dare to be rough, the monk grandfather in the temple will not let you go."

The name Monk Grandpa gave Rong Xian to Lei. She couldn't help but glanced at the Buddha one after another. Can she be called Grandpa even with such a tender and tender appearance?

He almost called the old woman grandma.

Fuzi was so angry that Rong Xian's eyes showed him, and he muttered Amitabha Buddha silently in his heart before he suppressed it.

Of course, it's completely different from the way that I chanted Amitabha Buddha out of my c without me. He is very sincere.

Rong Xian said gently and softly to the old woman: "Don't be afraid."

The old woman swallowed her throat: "..." Then don't scare me.

She babbled and gasped, but she didn't say a word.

Rong Xian is not surprised, but smiled and said, "Even if we can't be a family, we can choose to be friends."

Old woman:? ?

Buddha has a bad premonition in his heart.

Then, he saw Rong Xian the **** bringing the old woman to him, and introduced him familiarly: "Old sister, I know you have a 22-year-old son, although my son doesn't By my side, but I’m here as a little waiter."

This is like a man showing off that his wife is not a concubine.

It's scumbag.

Rong Xian didn’t realize that there was something wrong. She glanced at the face of Buddha who swallowed a fly, and turned a blind eye to say: "Although my little waiter is beautiful and beautiful, but his identity is not on the table, she did not get my family’s consent , Can only follow me like this without a name."

She sensed that the old man's footsteps had stopped at the corner outside the tea shop, her eyes deepened with a smile.

She looked at the old woman#我们都此熟了#, #有好我可以可以没有没着你#'s enthusiasm and said: "If the old sister likes it, there are a lot of waiters in my house, I can give you One or two."

The beautiful and beautiful Buddha:...

The old woman completely forgot the previous fear. Her face suddenly reddened, and then her face went dark again as if thinking of something. She stammered: "No, that's not necessary."

She is too old to support her face.

Ah, the old dead man is still alive, she is afraid that she will sink the pond by wearing a green hat.

The old woman is a little slapped, can't tell, this doctor of Veratrum is so enthusiastic, and his family is not thin.

Rong Xian glanced at the old woman and seemed to understand why she rejected herself.

She said enthusiastically: "Old sister, don't be polite to me, I don't charge money."

Old woman: So you still plan to collect money?

I really saw you through.

No, no, this is not a question of not receiving money.

"Farewell, I don't want any money if I don't charge." The old woman shook her head and refused.

There is still a little bit of reluctance and fear in her eyes, she interprets the sentence #有贼心没贼胆# vividly and vividly.

Rong Xian pondered for a moment, and blinked mischievously and said: "Don't worry, old sister, he will not only support himself, but also support his wife."

Old woman: She turned her lips around when she refused.

Oh, this is the feeling of jumping repeatedly on the edge of the green man.

Buddha: I watched Emperor Xu lead his followers into the ditch in a few words.

The old woman shook her head difficultly and refused. She still didn't want to be late.

After shaking her head, she regretted it again, but she didn't dare to take this decision back again.

Rong Xian was still there and asked her innocently: "Old sister, why are you not talking? Are you embarrassed?"

She is very calm in her heart, and the old woman on an empty stomach is not very wary.

#无事專親勤# does not understand, where is the pie falling in the sky?

They're not really familiar with each other. She believed it if she said she was alone?

Don't even doubt that there is any conspiracy?

Sure enough, I was fooled by the Buddhist family.

Rong Xian selectively forgot what a great and sacred job a monk is in the hearts of the people in the West Antarctica, and she was accompanied by a little monk ‘little waiter’.

The monks are all good people, and the people who make friends with the monks are also very good people.

Maybe it's some kind of good people for ten generations.

What a convincing evidence this is.

Rong Xian: I still don't quite adapt to the critique style of West Antarctica.

Old woman: "..." In order not to commit a crime of style, I suddenly became dumb, can't it?

Outside the door, the poor old man has been here for a while.

I have been with his old woman for most of my life, no one knows who.

Just listening to the voice can tell the old woman's entanglement.

I want someone’s little waiter to come back to serve her, and I don’t even look at her old face.

The old man's face is green. I didn't expect that someone who was about to step into the coffin with both feet would be threatened with a green cap.

Rong Xian: Hehe.

Buddha who finally realized something: Emperor Xu, knock on your horse, knock on your horse, have you heard? Knock you horse!

In order to prevent Rong Xian from ruining the simple believers and not to destroy the family of others, the Buddha frantically suggested to the old woman and forced the respect: "Old sister, donor, your son is married and married. Soon, you can go home and take care of your housework."

The old woman's complexion changed, and her wrinkled face was full of disgruntlement and meanness: "What do you mean by the little monk, I mean that I am old when I mention my son?"

I don't know what to do after being stabbed like this.

Rong Xian took it for granted: "But you really are not young, are you?"

Buddha: This encirclement is a bit hatred.