Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

The fact is that the trees really think too much, Xuan Jing reached out and just went to get a photo frame out of the bag.

It's an old redwood photo frame, and the glass cover protects a black and white photo in the frame.

In the photograph, each girl combed two braids and smiled brightly.

The one on the right, obviously quiet, her five officials did not change much, but at that time she looked a little more pink, with a naive smile on her face and a very auspicious appearance.

And the one on the left, the trees are all silly. At first glance, I thought the trees had changed into old fashioned clothes and combed earthy hemp braids.

If you look closely, she is not a tree. Her smile on her face is gentler and quieter. She feels a little like everyone else's girlfriend. She has a different temperament than the trees. She also looks slightly different. The people in the picture are thinner than the trees.

And even if this photograph is well kept, there are also traces of grey and yellow from the years. This is an inevitable problem with vintage photo paper. It is also a precious memory of the years, which is difficult to fake.

Looking at the people in the photograph, the hearts of the trees were almost talking about their voices, and their eyes were a little wet somehow.

She's not a monster, she's got a mother. Not some mountain water monster.

“She is Zhuojie. The Second Miss of the Monster Capital Fu Zhuojia, the illegitimate daughter of Old Master Zhuo Jiancheng.” Xuan Jing's voice is a little overwhelming:

“She's also the best friend I ever had. Too bad.”

Xuan Jing said half of the time and suddenly stood up: “This photo is for you, just think of it as paying off your feelings today. You hit me someday, I won't be merciful. ”

Say it, Xuan Jing turns around and leaves.

“Could you tell me more about her, please? ”

“No!” Xuan quietly walked resolutely.

Nor did the trees chase, she probably understood the character of Xuan Jing, and when she said no, that was really not possible.

When Xuan Jing left, the trees held the frame of the photograph, and stunned for half the gods. Tears were still falling.

Although she may not look like a mother or daughter, she can feel that the woman in the picture is her mother.

Mother seemed to look at her from time to time, smiling at her.

The tears of the trees fell without a fight. It was a drop at a time. Later, it was a little like the Yellow River Dynasty. I couldn't help it.

All these years of loneliness and grievance seem to have suddenly found a vent.

She's not an orphan, she's not a bastard, and she's not a mountain water monster!

Trees used to think to herself, unlike ordinary people, that she is not a mountain water monster.

Especially when it comes to Inoue Wood, who thinks they're not both the same kind of mountain water monsters?

So when she went up to the well, the trees didn't want him to die, so she didn't even have one of her kind.

Now the trees don't have these concerns. She has a mother, she is a person. Her mother must have something happened before she left her. Otherwise, her eyes would be so gentle and peaceful, she would definitely be a good mother.

Wood grabbed the phone in a panic and wanted to search for information about the Mondocho family.

At this point, the phone suddenly rang and the call said “husband”.

It was Yunting who finally called and Wood was excited to answer the call.

When the phone was connected, neither one of them even spoke first, so silent for more than a dozen seconds.

Or did Yunting first say, "Wood? ”