Lu Xingzhi bit his lip, "some people may say that I have no conscience, but I really, how to say it! I have not experienced, that kind of strong maternal love. Even though, my mother left me letters, one by one. Between the lines, it's love for me

"Don't want to be better, don't think about it." Huo Jinchen was a little annoyed. Look at what questions he asked.

"Uncle, I really have no conscience. My mother may have a lot of love for me, but I didn't love her so deeply. However, when I see other people getting along with mother and daughter, I will still have some envy. It turns out that mother and daughter get along so well

Lu Xingzhi touched the doll and said, "I have been very happy. My grandparents and father did not let me lack those love, even gave me more. I'm very grateful to them, but they left too early. "

"I'm here. After that, I will not walk in front of you. Let you go through that again. " Huo Jinchen hugged her, "don't you want to see my father-in-law? And grandparents. When shall we go? "

"Go now! I have to change my clothes, uncle. Is this the right way for you to go up the mountain? There are a lot of weeds at this time. I have to get a woodcutter. You've never been to a mountain. I don't know. There are a lot of branches and weeds on the mountain

Lu Xingzhi opened the wardrobe and took out a suit of clothes from it.

"Uncle, I'm going to change my clothes. Aren't you going out?" Lu Xingzhi said.

"I'm not going out. What's the relationship between us? Do we need to avoid it?" Huo Jinchen was directly lying on her bed, with no intention of leaving.

"Whatever you want." Lu Xingzhi didn't want to worry with him. He took off his clothes and changed his old clothes.

When she changed her clothes, she hesitated and said, "uncle, my father's previous clothes are still available. If you don't mind, you can change a suit at will, OK?"

"I don't mind. It's my pleasure to wear father-in-law's clothes." Huo Jinchen gets up, "that trouble knows to help me take clothes."

"It seems to be shorter." Lu Xingzhi looks at Huo Jinchen. His father's long sleeve is a few centimeters shorter than Huo Jinchen.

"It doesn't matter. It's just up the mountain." Huo Jinchen did not care.

"Zhizhi, give me this. I'm a man. I'm supposed to do the rough work Huo Jinchen saw Lu Xingzhi holding the knife skillfully, and felt a bit distressed. In those years when he didn't come, she must be alone with the knife on her own.

Huo Jinchen didn't guess wrong. Before Lu Xingzhi, they all went up the mountain to worship their relatives alone.

When I was young, I had a woodcutter, and sometimes I was entangled by thorny vines.

However, she did not even frown, she pulled out the thorn and continued to climb the mountain.

After being together with Huo Jinchen, Lu Xingzhi realized that he seemed to be more and more delicate.

I don't seem to be able to do anything.

"But, uncle, will you? You haven't done anything like that Lu Xingzhi is not too relieved to say.

"I've been in barracks before. Although, I have tasted the bitter, you should not think that I really grew up in the comfortable circle. " Huo Jinchen is helpless. She underestimates him.

"Uncle, can you really? It's hard to walk on the mountain. "