Chapter 500: Warm treasure, I am hurting 150

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Qing Zhi saw a little Jane brother who had not seen for a long time at the riverside of Shuixi Bridge.
At that time, Qing was secretly bought by Qian Qianmo and secretly bought candied haws. The little guy was greedy and bought two strings. Qian Qianmo originally did not let it go, otherwise he went back to be known by the number of warmth, and the number of warm people would say that he was used to It’s childish, but it’s very pitiful to say,
A bunch of food for you.

There was no softness in the heart of Qian Qianmo. Without hesitation, he bought two bunches of candied haws for the little girl, even though he did not like it.
On the way back, the little niece refused to take the carriage, and she was holding it. After crossing the bridge, the sugar gourd in the young child was only half eaten. At that time, the child saw a familiarity sitting under the tree. The little figure is the figure of Xiao Jian's brother.
The childishly opened a small mouth, but couldn't make a sound, and he shook his neck and went down.
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When Wen Jian heard the footsteps, he looked up and saw that it was childish. Some of them couldn’t help but widen their eyes and stood up. "Youth sister!"
Looking at him, it seems a little hesitant. He looked at Wen Jian with a pair of big eyes, and his long, eyelashes fluttered and flashed a few times before he finally decided that the person he saw was indeed a small Jane brother. Head.
I heard that thousands of inks have been heard from the number of warmth. The only friend of Qingzhi is the child born by Wen Zhichen and Ji Xubai.
At the moment, I saw Wen Jian, both in appearance and in age, which matched the child mentioned by Wen Wen. Therefore, Qian Qianmo quickly determined the identity of the child. At this time, he heard the childish turn and came back to introduce him with Wen Jian. "Childish, hehe."
When I said this, the little girl was as innocent as ever, because she saw Xiaojian’s brother, so she wanted to share her proudest share with Xiaojian’s brother.
Wen Jian looked at the childish, and looked up at the child who was very tall and tall, which was pointed out by the child, and was slightly saluted. "Uncle is good."
After the ceremony, Wen Jian looked at the childish, and probably still surprised, because this is the first time he heard Xiao Qingzhi speak, the sound of childish speech is softer than he imagined, in the milk. Milky, like a small milk baby without weaning.
Wen Jian looked at the childish, the whole mood must be melted by the soft and sweet voice of the childish, and forgot the unhappy for a while.
The childish and can't help but shake the little hand, and he said: "Small Jane, brother."
"Hey know." Qian Qianmo touched the little guy's head helplessly and asked Wen Jian, "What about your mother?"
When Wen Jian heard this, she subconsciously licked her mouth and refused to answer it.
And Qian Qianmo also felt that the children did not want to mention their own mothers at this time, and it seemed that the younger friends who saw her own friends were very happy, and Qian Qianchen made a proposal to bring the children back to the Lama Temple. .
But in order not to let the adults worry, Qian Qianmo still sent people to the government to say something.
At the time of the warmth, I was dealing with the letters sent by Beichuan in the bookstore of the palace. When I heard the movement of the young children, they put down the pen on their hands and went out to see it, slightly stunned.