Chapter 290: What is your wish?

At first, Ning Jiang's speed was a bit slow.
Later, the speed of the car soared very fast.
Seeing that Luo Hanshang didn't seem to be afraid at all, Ning Jiang smiled and said, "How is my car driving?"
"not bad."
"Is it good? Don't you think it's fast?"
Luo Han Shang is not a fool, "I can feel it."
Ning Jiang glanced at him quickly: "Aren't you afraid of it?"
"What are you afraid of?"
Ning Jiang was speechless.
Luo Han said: "We are a husband and wife together, even if there is something to do, you will be with me. People don’t say that the deepest bond between husband and wife is to die in the same year, the same month and the same day? You are by my side, why should I afraid?"
Ning Jiang's eyes were slightly moved.
She doesn't need any affectionate confession, just one sentence can move her firmly.
Because this is more affectionate than the phrase ‘I love you’.
She didn't say anything, just continued to drive.
After a full hour, her speed suddenly slowed down, followed by a bump.
Luo Hanshang was curious, when she drove the car to where, Ning Jiang said: "Okay, here it is, take off the mask."
He raised his hand and took off the mask. When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.
"This is where you want to take me to relax?"
Ning Jiang nodded: "That's right."
This is a small farmyard that has been abandoned. The courtyard is full of weeds and the roof of the house is almost collapsed.
There are also a few similar old houses around, all seemingly unoccupied.
Ning Jiang unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.
Luo Han Shang also followed.
He stood beside her: "Where is this place?"
"My grandfather's hometown," she said, mysteriously: "I will take you to find something fun and amusing."
She naturally took his hand, pushed open the swaying wooden door, and walked into the courtyard.
She let go of him, looked around, found a tile, and went under the almond tree on the west side of the corner of the yard. She was pulling weeds and digging.
Luo Han Shang wondered: "What are you looking for?"
"Treasure," she said while digging, looking up at him: "When my grandfather was still alive, I would come here once a year, because my grandfather was here to worship the ancestors."
Luo Han Shang squatted down and helped together: "What's inside..."
"Oh, one came out." She interrupted him in surprise, and dug out a nice wrapped plastic bottle from under the tree.
The bottle was dirty, she patted the soil clean, and said to him: "There is my careful wish in it."
Luo Han Shang took it curiously and opened the bottle.
He pulled out a piece of paper that was already yellowed and wrinkled.
On the paper, a few unconvincing words were written in pencil: "Grandpa Shu, my wish is world peace, 11-year-old Jiang'er."
Luo Han Shang chuckled.
Ning Jiang hurriedly grabbed the paper and took a look, blushing and said: "Oh, why is this one?"
"Do you have an impression?"
"I write one every year. It was written when I was 11 years old. At that time, I didn't want to write it anymore, but my dad urged me so I just perfunctory one.
"So, what else?"
"of course."
When she said this, Luo Hanshang curiously moved with her.
Soon, several more were dug up.
"Grandpa Tree, I want a doll that can blink, 8-year-old Jiang'er."
"Grandpa Shu, I hope I will eat candy in the future, and my mother will leave me alone, 10-year-old Jiang'er."
"Grandpa Shu, I hope my father won't get angry when I get 90 points, 14-year-old Jiang'er."
Luo Han Shang laughed loudly: "Have you always been so hopeless in your wishes?"
Ning Jiangbai glanced at him: "Can you stop smiling, if you keep smiling, I won't show it to you."
"Aren't you just taking me out to relax?"
Ning Jiang pursed his mouth: "I brought you to relax, and I didn't let you laugh at me. My childhood dream was very simple."
Luo Han Shang Chong smiled: "Okay, then I will try to suppress my emotions."
Ning Jiang glared at him: "Either try my best, or don't laugh."
Luo Han Shang continued to open.
"Grandpa Shu, don't let my grandpa get sick, okay? 12-year-old Jiang'er."
"Grandpa Shu, I hope Haohao will not move, 13-year-old Jiang'er."
Luo Hanshang raised his eyebrows: "What a surprise, your first love came a little early, who is this Hao Hao?"
Ning Jiang, who was continuing to dig the soil, turned around and took a look and snatched the note: "What first love, this is my neighbor."
"A neighbor, why don't you want him to leave?"
Ning Jiang mysteriously said: "When my dad was busy, I would go to Haohao's house after school and do homework with Haohao. His parents are very good and will let us work together after we finish our homework. Watching TV and giving us candy and fruit.
However, this wish did not come true, because the Haohao family moved away. From then on, apart from doing homework at night, I was reading and tutoring. Tsk, I felt that I was too pitiful. "
Luo Hanshang lowered his eyes and smiled, and continued to see her careful wishes.
But Ning Jiang was digging and digging, and he said ‘Eh’.
Luo Hanshang looked at her: "Is there any baby?"
There is indeed a baby, Ning Jiang took out a well-sealed iron box from the inside.
After opening, there is a piece of paper.
She pulled out the paper and it said on it.
"I hope my Jiang'er is healthy and grows up safely, talk about a vigorous love, marry a husband who loves her, have children, have a smooth life, and pray for Ning Changhao, the man who loves Jianger the most."
Ning Jiang's eyes were stained with mist.
He didn't even know that his father had written this for her.
If she doesn't come here, will she never know?
father……
Luo Hanshang patted her shoulder in relief.
She returned to her senses, looked at him, smiled, and then carefully folded the letter paper and put it in her bag.
She thought, there might be more.
She tried to dig around again, but found nothing.
Yes, Dad’s wishes are all for her.
For the best blessings the father gave to his daughter, that was nothing more.
In order not to make her sad, Luo Hanshang asked: "Stop digging, let me ask you, what is your dream now? Tell me, I will help you realize it. Of course, except for divorce, you don’t even think about it. ."
After thinking for a while, Ning Jiang shrugged: "I have always been satisfied with my life. I really don't know what dreams I have."
"Did you not know how to write when you were young? Even world peace is a wish."
Ning Jiang leaned at him: "You won't laugh at me because of this in the future, will you?"
"No, after all, my wife is an ambitious person."
"You said again." Ning Jiang pinched him, and she regretted bringing him here.
Seeing her expression, Luo Han Shang adorably kissed her forehead.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, then don't you ask my wish? Now, I really have a wish to realize."