Chapter 1569: Except Wushan is not a cloud 120

Chapter 1569, except that Wushan is not a cloud 120
Qingzhi wants to understand that no matter what the outcome, no matter what kind of result, she must face it herself, but she is afraid that if she is a bad result, she is afraid that she can’t hold her emotions in front of Wenjian. Jane is more worried about her.
Therefore, she can only guarantee that after she has seen the coffin, she is mentally prepared and then goes home to tell Wen Jian about it.
And Wen Jian calmly looked at the childish, and did not speak for a long time.
More or less in my heart is somewhat lost, but he is reluctant to force the childish, he can only gently touch his head, touched the childish hair and said, "I am going home to wait for you, waiting for you to come back."
No matter how long he will wait, he will wait.
Qing Zhi also nodded to him, and this had to be temporarily separated from Wen Jian.
When I returned to the carriage and re-started, I still didn't forget to look back from the curtain. I saw Wen Jian still standing there, quietly looking at the direction she was leaving, waiting for her to leave.
Qingzi suddenly had a sore nose, fearing that he couldn’t help but cry, and forced himself to let go of the curtain and turn back.
Then, I saw that the mother handed a clean handkerchief to her.
Qing Xie swallowed a bit, took the handkerchief and wiped his eyes, for fear that it would really tears.
"I can't bear it?" asked the side of the red-eyed child.
The childishly bite the lip, afraid to stop talking, can not help but choke, can only resist the urge to cry, gently nodded "hmm".
Reluctantly, she really didn't want to see Xiaojian's brother lost waiting for her...
But she is even more afraid... I am even more afraid that Xiaojian’s brother has learned about the bad news about their baby. If it’s really bad news, Xiaojian’s brother will be even more lost...
When I think of it here, the heart of the young child will be sore, and I will not be able to comfort myself at all.
At that time, the number of warmth did not say anything, just put the little girl in his arms, gently patted the childish back, just want to be a child can be better.
After waiting for the place, Qian Qianmo first got off the carriage, and still kept the habit of the past. He first took care of the young, and then grabbed a few warm hands and hugged her down with one hand.
The door that Khan Qian Mo knocked in the past, after a while, was the one who was holding the embroidery in his hand and opened the door.
At the time, Bailing was planning to weave a pink woolen sweater at home to give Xiaomomo, because Jingling went out to play with Wenmomo, and Jingge’s brother had something to go out, she stayed at home alone. When she opened the door, she thought that it was the mirror that came back in advance, but she did not expect that it would be a warm family of three.
However, Braun was just a sigh of relief, and he was very happy in his heart. He was asked to come in.
"Small warm, I am free to weave a hat for you, I will show it to you." Bailing said to them while pouring tea and talking about the number of warmth. After all, it’s said that she is in the north of the city. She has recently learned a new craft, and naturally she has to show her sister and her sister.
"Okay." The number of warmth sees that Braun is now embroidered, and it is true that the spirit is getting better and better.
When Bai Ling was finished, he thought of something, and looked at Qian Qianmo and Xiao Qingzhi. He asked somewhat confusedly: "Is there something wrong?"
"I don't know if it's a big thing or a small thing. I am pregnant with a pregnant child. You can show her the pulse."
(End of this chapter)