,

"What does it mean?" Zhang Xiaolang's heart was inexplicably moved.

Guan Xiaoyan looked at Zhang Xiaolang: "I seem to really like you..."

"this……"

Zhang Xiaolang felt a red face and subconsciously retracted his hand.

Guan Xiaoyan also subconsciously wanted to hold it, but she couldn't hold it.

Zhang Xiaolang didn't dare to look directly at Guan Xiaoyan next.

"Xiaoyan...I...I have a paper knife, and I can't live without a paper knife, and the paper knife cannot live without me..." Zhang Xiaolang sighed deeply, politely rejecting Guan Xiaoyan's love.

Guan Xiaoyan covered her quilt again, covered her face and started crying.

Zhang Xiaolang hurriedly stood up and said, "Xiaoyan...you...you have a good sleep and everything will be fine. Don't think about that nightmare!"

As he said that, Zhang Xiaolang quickly ran out of Guan Xiaoyan's room, and Guan Xiaoyan shouted: "Brother Xiaolang!"

Zhang Xiaolang continued to run until he ran out of the yard and stopped.

Zhang Xiaolang's heartbeat was particularly fierce, and an unprecedented feeling surged into Zhang Xiaolang's brain again.

"Why……"

He didn't know what to think, so he could only sigh, put his hands on his hands, lowered his head and walked forward.

I don’t know how long I walked, but Zhang Xiaolang hit a soft body head-on.

The scent of flowers followed.

Zhang Xiaolang looked up and saw Ji Zhanhua standing in front of him, expressionless.

Zhang Xiaolang hurriedly scratched his head and said, "Aunt Burial Flower..."

Ji Zhanhua nodded and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Zhang Xiaolang said: "It's much better..."

He felt as guilty as if he had been a thief and did not dare to look directly at Ji Zanghua. Although he was the only one in the room just now, he always felt that Ji Zanghua knew about it.

Ji Zanghua said: "Little kid, this kind of thing is normal. Maybe you will encounter it again in the future. However, escaping is not a solution. Your best way is to explain it to others in person, so as not to have any thoughts..."

Zhang Xiaolang looked up at Ji Zhanhua, and found that Ji Zhanhua looked serious and was preaching.

Zhang Xiaolang didn't know how to respond to Ji Zanghua, and his heart suddenly became confused.

Ji Zhanhua said again: "What I hate the most is that kind of... men, they just don't like others, but they insist on hanging their hearts... The same is true for women. Don't be that kind of person, find an opportunity to stop Xiaoyan's idea. Do you know?"

It seems that Ji Zanghua really knows what Guan Xiaoyan confessed just now.

Faced with such a strict Ji Zanghua, Zhang Xiaolang could only nod and agree. He was just a little at a loss, but it was not as unbearable as Ji Zanghua said.

"Aunt Burial Flower...you...didn't you go?" Zhang Xiaolang quickly began to change the topic.

Ji Zanghua said in a deep voice: "I'm ready to leave, but I have something to explain to you..."

"Explain to me..." Zhang Xiaolang looked around. The corridor was very quiet and there seemed to be no one walking around.

Ji Zanghua said, "Little kid, I'll tell you the truth. This time I went to the wasteland and didn't plan to come back alive!"

"What?" Zhang Xiaolang stared at Ji Zhanhua with a shock.

Ji Zanghua said with a deep face: "That Tuoba Tianxi is not something that ordinary people can deal with. In my opinion, this person is even more terrifying than the likes of the Nineteen Pots. After he goes back, he must be prepared... but I have to go..."

Zhang Xiaolang said: "You...you are waiting, can't we go together? I'll go with you!"

Yan Shimin has already made Zhang Xiaolang feel very depressed. Ji Zanghua is also his elder, and Zhang Xiaolang can see that Ji Zanghua and his wife are really good to them.

Ji Zanghua described this trip to the wasteland as a separation of life and death. Although Ji Zanghua is still there, Zhang Xiaolang has an inexplicable ominous premonition.

Ji Zhanhua said: "Little kid, don't think about anything else. You can't stop me, and no one can stop me..."

Zhang Xiaolang naturally understood Ji Zanghua's strength, and the decision she made should not be stopped so far.

Ji Zhanhua continued, "What I am most worried about is Hehuan... Do you know, I only have such a daughter!"

"Auntie, I know!" Zhang Xiaolang's voice was already choked.

He forced his voice to calm down, and told himself in his heart that this was just Ji Zanghua's worst plan. Ji Zanghua was very strong and he had to rest assured about her strength.

A rare smile suddenly appeared on Ji Zanghua's face and asked, "Do you like that paper knife very much?"

"Yes..." Zhang Xiaolang said without hesitation: "I have liked others before, but I found a paper knife that suits me the most, and the paper knife is really good to me. I can't throw it away!"

Ji Zanghua showed a strange look on her face, as if she was thinking about something. After a long time, Ji Zanghua said to Zhang Xiaolang: "Before we met you, your Uncle Terry once had an idea..."

"What's the idea?"

"Do you know what a doll kiss is?"

"don't know……"

Zhang Xiaolang shook his head blankly.

"You Uncle Terry once wanted to make a doll wedding. Do you know what it means to Hehuan?"

"Ah?" Zhang Xiaolang seemed to understand suddenly.

He stood there on the spot, could it be that Ji Zanghua asked him to marry Hehuan in the future?

He felt a little scared.

Ji Zhanhua smiled and said, "But later Terry went to Taohuatan several times, but he couldn't find you. He said he was afraid that it would be too late and that you fell in love with other girls... It seems that it's still too late now..."

Zhang Xiaolang was very complicated and didn't know what to say.

Ji Zanghua said: "However, lifelong events are the freedom of the children. I will not force anyone. And being with Hehuan will definitely delay you... Our Hehuan family will not live long!"

Zhang Xiaolang raised his head and said sincerely: "Aunt Burial Hua, I believe Hehuan's disease will definitely be cured!"

Ji Zhanhua shook her head: "It is because of the despair of countless failed treatments that Hehuan left me... She is a sensible child and doesn't want to see me sad..."

Ji Zhanhua's voice was already choking unconsciously.

The deepest thing in this world is probably maternal love. Although Zhang Xiaolang cannot experience it personally, he can also feel the pain in Ji Zhanhua's heart. It is definitely anyone's.

Ji Zanghua said: "I want to tell you... or the matter of grievances you has something to do with Hehuan..."

Zhang Xiaolang's heart sank, thinking that Ji Zanghua wouldn't have asked him to really marry Hehuan? Ji Zanghua said: "Hehuan's life may be short, but I don't want to leave her a regretful life. After all, Terry and I brought her to this world!"
Chapter completed!