Chapter 751

It was still cold outside. Uncle Lin came out of the room.

"Young master, young granny, you're back. Hurry into the room."

Leng also nodded.

Several people approached the room, and xuemu fell asleep.

An Xiaojing just made time to talk with Xiao Li.

She knows that Xiao Li is usually quiet and doesn't have to communicate with herself if she has any ideas.

So, does he mind having a brother?

An Xiaojing is very concerned about her children's growth, as well as their psychological growth.

"Xiao Li, are you happy to have a younger brother?"

An Xiaojing asked, wanting to hear her son's most sincere answer.

"Happy, happy."

Xiao Li's eyes are bent with laughter.

Children's eyes don't cheat at all.

An Xiaojing looked at the child and touched his head.

"Xiao Li is so good. In the future, I will take good care of my younger brother, you know? You're going to be your brother. "

An Xiaojing said to Xiao Li.

Xiao Li nodded seriously.

Because xuemu was too small, Leng Yichen had to move her baby's crib to an Xiaojing and her room.

It's also convenient for the two of them to take care of the children together.

An Xiaojing is very satisfied with Leng Yichen's practice.

Xuemu is as quiet as Xiaoli.

But what else can he do for such a big child.

"Mommy, I'll tell you a secret!"

Xiao Li suddenly opens her mouth to an Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing looks at her son in surprise. She doesn't know what he wants to say?

Leng Yichen is also on the side.

"Mommy. I see a box, there it is

Xiao Li pointed to a room in the corner of Lengjia villa.

An Xiaojing still didn't understand what he meant.

Leng Yichen gets up and follows the direction pointed by his son.

However, in an instant, his body was stiff there.

When he saw the box.

It's not a special thing. It's the urn that many people have been thinking about for a long time.

Leng Yichen looked at the urn, as if he saw through everything.

It should belong to Buddha su.

"Granny's urn!"

Leng Yichen spoke.

"Really?"

Asked an Xiaojing.

Get up, slowly came over, and then uncertain asked.

"I think I have guessed what happened."

Leng Yichen's mouth twitched slightly.

In the living room, the smell of the air suddenly becomes a little strange.

An Xiaojing seemed to hold her breath, but she thought it was strange and frightening.

"Young master, young grandmother!"

Uncle Lin came out of the kitchen.

He was holding the food he had cooked from the kitchen.

Uncle Lin cooks himself. The food must be delicious.

"Dinner

"To eat?"

Leng Yichen raised his eyes and looked at the old man who had already experienced some vicissitudes.

"What's for dinner? Uncle Lin. You think I don't know what you're doing! "

Leng Yichen just spoke.

An Xiaojing was shocked.

Uncle Lin, what did Uncle Lin do?

What's going on?

Uncle Lin was so roared by Leng Yichen, but he still looked like he was.

He put the food in his hand on the table, then looked at Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The expression is very peaceful.

"Why? Uncle Lin? I trust you so much. Why did you take the ashes of Buddha Su? Do you know that Chenxi's condition is really serious. If she can't get the ashes, Su muying won't save Chenxi. Chenxi will only die. "

Leng Yichen's tone is so pale.

So angry.

He was deceived by the people closest to him, which is the most intolerable part of him.

Uncle Lin is the closest person to him.

In this house, accompanied by their cold family generation after generation.

How can he believe that uncle Lin is doing it.

"Young master. Sit down

Uncle Lin spoke.

Still smiling.

He has no other emotions, just smiles in his eyes and mouth.

"Grandfather!"

Xiao ran away from his calf and didn't take any precautions against uncle Lin.

The child is so simple and ignorant and friendly to anyone who is good to him.

"Grandfather!"

Cried Xiao Li.Usually in the villa, he always called Uncle Lin his grandfather.

"Xiao Li, good boy."

Uncle Lin picked him up and put him on the chair.

Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing walked over and sat down together.

The dishes on the table are made by Uncle Lin.

He cooked a whole table by himself, but it was cold.

"Why?"

Leng Yichen still asked coldly.

"I'm sick. I'm very sick. I may not live for a month."

Uncle Lin's first words surprised both an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen.

"How?"

When Leng Yichen heard the news, he was still moved and sad.

Uncle Lin is the person who has been with him for the longest time.

If one day, even this person has left, what else will he do?

"It's terminal cancer. I can only live one month at the most

Uncle Lin pulled the corners of his mouth.

Leng Yichen felt that his heart was once again in an unusual contradiction.

He didn't know what had happened, so uncle Lin was willing to take the ashes of master su.

But now, he told himself that he would leave in the near future.

Can he accept it?

Leng Yichen looks at the person in front of him and doesn't know what to say.

"I know you must want to know all the reasons."

Uncle Lin said, and then Leng Yichen watched him take a recorder out of his hand.

The brand-new recording pen is put aside.

"I'll tell you all the things you want to know right now, and I'll record all the voices."

Uncle Lin said with a smile.

"First of all, I'll tell you, young master, I'm sorry. I shouldn't cheat you on some things. In the next words, you will be surprised and angry. But for the sake of seeing an old man who is dying, I hope you don't put these things in your heart forever, because it will make people unhappy. "

An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen look at Uncle Lin together, but they don't know how to face him.

However, the tacit understanding of the two people is still very consistent, both intend to listen to Uncle Lin's words.

Just listen to it.

Leng Yichen's expression is dignified, and so is an Xiaojing.

Xiao Li is very silly to sit in his own position, want to use hand chopsticks, but dare not move.

It seems that no one starts to eat, so he doesn't dare to eat anything.

"Young master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Uncle Lin apologized, his attitude was so sincere.

I can see tears in his eyes.

An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen were silent and wanted to hear the next story.

"Sorry? What do you mean

Leng Yichen asked.

"A lot of things I'm sorry... "