Bo Lao obviously had something to say.

And Bo Jinghan pretended to be confused, waved his hand and said indifferently: "I like that paperweight because its pattern is very beautiful and the smell is very good." But I don't practice calligraphy, and I don't paint Danqing ink. It remains in my hands, just a big piece of wood waiting for appreciation, an ornament in the window, and it has no use. But my grandfather is different, you always practice calligraphy every day, and you need to use a paperweight. So, I treat it as your appearance fee and offer it with both hands without complaint. On the contrary, I am glad that such a big piece of wood has finally found an owner who appreciates it! ”

In Bo Lao's eyes, there was an unconcealed appreciation.

He values this little girl's character very much--he receives wealth and loses wealth, and he knows treasures, but he will not indulge in them!

"Very good, those who leave behind the rich and noble can really enjoy it, and they will receive the glory! Money, playthings...... These are dead things, you can make more money if you throw them away, and you can buy them again if you lose them. But the human heart is alive, and if it is lost by these things, then the person is not far from death. ”

"Grandpa is talking about Ye Tengda?"

Thinking of the profit-driven, frenzied, and brazen scumbag, a cold sarcasm flashed in Bo Jinghan's eyes.

She changed her posture and leaned against the armrest on the side, "I will always remember my grandfather's words, people who can't bend their knees will never understand what dignity is." If you want to win, you must first learn how to kneel! ”

It's a pity that there are few sober-minded people in the Ye family today.

Ye Tengda's dignity was lost by himself eight hundred years earlier. So no matter how much he knelt, he didn't feel humiliated, but thought that kneeling and begging could be exchanged for the position of power he wanted.

And Ye Jiaojiao is a strange person, she will never have self-esteem for the man she wants, but for women...... She could never bend her knees.

Therefore, this old and young belong to the kind of people that my grandfather said.

In the drunkenness of money, money and power, people who are not far from death who have lost their minds and lost their dignity!

"You remember well, but there are some things that you don't just have to remember, you have to be able to keep them. Hanhan, I heard that you went out with your uncle in the middle of the night last night? ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Bo Jinghan obviously felt that Bo Lao deliberately bit the word 'uncle'.

I guess it's a reminder to her!

It seems that the careful thinking that she had never shown to outsiders before had still become an intolerable brand in the eyes of Old Man Bo.

However, she was not afraid of crooked shadows, and under the majestic gaze of Old Bo, she nodded calmly and admitted.

"Yes, I went out with my uncle. Drag racing, chatting, blowing the wind, watching the sea ...... On the way back, I stopped by the bar and sat for a while to discuss the plan to close the net. ”

"That's all?"

Bo Lao raised his eyebrows and asked, his gaze probed deep into Bo Jinghan's eyes, searching.

With his jaw headed, Bo Jinghan was categorical: "That's all." ”

After a slight pause, I saw my grandfather look away, as if he was thinking about something.

Bo Jinghan sighed in his heart, spoke again, called Bo Lao gently, and solemnly gave him a promise to reassure him-

"Grandpa, Hanhan can assure you. Bo Junchen is my uncle, and he will always be the only uncle I respect and admire the most! ”。

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