Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Ohijun sighed and guided the trees from another angle:

“Joe Hui has just lost his son and this happens again, you still have to stay with her more. She's been good to you all day.

People's hearts are flesh and soul, you can't leave her at this time. ”

“Well, I'll check on Joe Hui's mother tomorrow, and if it doesn't work, I'll tell Master about the delay for a few days.” Wood nodded, and Father made sense.

Ever since Joe Hui lived with them, the delicious food has never broken the trees. In the absence of the trees, the flower shop is also taken care of by Joe Hui.

Although Qiao Hui is only the mother of the trees, she has never lost half of the trees. Even if the trees and the clouds are together, Joe Hui always helps the soft trees, often saying that the clouds are rough men should let the little girl go.

Wood had never seen her mother, and in her heart, she should have looked like Joe Hui.

Now that Joe Hui is in trouble, it is a bit too late to leave her alone at this point in time.

The trees didn't sleep much this night, especially turning on the TV, which is the news of Yunting's death.

Seeing the grief of those people, she had the feeling that the whole world was drunk and I was alone.

Yunting isn't dead. She's convinced!

But why do people say he's dead?

Some things, too many people, are about to become real.

The trees didn't have any news of the clouds, and she insisted that there was a slight shake in her heart.

He didn't show up, everyone said he was dead.

These two messages are so torturous.

No wonder Joe Hui refused to believe in the trees, and likewise thought Yunting was dead.

The trees buried themselves in the bear and shook their heads with agitation: "He's not dead, he's not going to die, Bao, are you? ”

“Ow!” The bun is also lying next to the bear, dominating the softest and most comfortable position on the bear's ass.

When I heard Wood say that, the bun responded to her.

“Yeah, I know he's not dead, but the whole world, only the two of us know he's not dead.

I don't know if he's hurt, where he is now, if he's been abused, if he can eat.

Now I finally understand what Aunt Wang told me. Being a sister-in-law is not easy, and a man has nothing to do, you will feel that he is not doing anything. When a man goes out to build a meritorious career, you will be afraid all day long. ”

The trees now have only one language in common with the buns, and perhaps Yunting is believed to be alive by this day, as well as her father, Ouhai Jun.

But the trees dared not show so much negative emotion in front of his father, afraid that his father was too worried about her.

The trees were sleepless again this night. I don't know if it was because they weren't accompanied by the clouds or because I was thinking too much.

Joe Hui, who has always been accustomed to getting up early, did not get up early to cook breakfast.

O'Haijun bought soy milk, buns and fries from the outside.

Wood used the opportunity to have breakfast to knock on Joe Hui's door.

The trees were all ready. If she couldn't open the door, she would rush in.

Good thing Joe Hui opened the door for her. And by this time, Joe Hui was dressed neatly, his face washed clean, and he wiped a little powder to cover up the redness of crying.

Wood was a little distressed by Joe Hui, but didn't dare to mention yesterday. He just called Joe Hui out for breakfast.

At breakfast, Joe Hui suddenly said:

“I'm going to the West River to see the boss. He's been in West China for eight years, and I haven't even seen him once. ”