After Zhan Hanjue and Zheng Ling left the medical center, Zheng Ling couldn't wait to ask Zhan Hanjue, "Did you get the jewelry back?"

Zhan Hanjue looked sad, "My mother gave her to Zhuma."

Zheng Ling was stunned, her face extremely gloomy. She sighed sadly, "In her heart, Zhuma has always been the most satisfactory wife."

Zhan Hanjue pulled Zheng Ling's hand over and twisted his fingers together. Zhan Hanjue said something meaningful, "Zheng Ling, only I know whether the shoes fit my feet. I will always trust you in this life."

Already."

Zheng Ling smiled brightly.

"Do you still want the jewelry?" Zheng Ling asked.

Lord Zhan Han said categorically: "We must come back."

"There is this in the chalcedony." Lord Zhan Han said quietly.

Zheng Ling stared at him.

Zheng Ling felt that Zhan Hanjue was too obsessed with this set of chalcedony jewelry, and asked curiously: "Brother Jue, is there anything special about this set of jewelry?"

Zhan Hanjue looked at Zheng Ling's waterfall-like long black hair, then ran his hands through her long hair, combed her hair twice with his fingers, and entangled a few scattered hairs with his fingertips. Zhan Hanjue again

Take off your own hair in the same way. Knot the long and short hair together and hand them to Zheng Ling.

Two combs of white hair, even to the level of the eyebrows.

The house is full of children and grandchildren.

She remembered that when she was a child, she saw in TV dramas that when newlyweds got married, they were very particular about how they combed their hair.

Comb it all the way to the end.

He hopes that they can stay together from being a married couple to having gray hair and eyebrows.

Zheng Ling was so regretful that her intestines were turning green at this moment. "If I had known there was this in it, I wouldn't have given it to my mother."

Brother Jue combed his hair twice, hoping that their hair would be as white as their eyebrows.

The meaning of chalcedony is Brother Jue’s best wishes for their love.

Zhan Hanjue touched his belly and said, "Then we have to solve the problem of food and clothing first."

Zheng Ling lifted Zhan Hanjue's watch, looked at the time, and said mischievously: "Ah, it's too late to cook at this time. Let's go to Yan Zheng's place to have some food."

Zhan Hanjue pinched her frustrated face and comforted her: "Don't be sad. I will try to get it back."

Zheng Ling said: "She has always had illusions about you. It's really not appropriate for you to meet her again. It's better for me to go."

After entering the door, Uncle Zhan Hanjue lay on the sofa and ordered Yan Zheng: "Go and cook us a bowl of noodles."

Yan Zheng and Feng Xian looked at the two people who came uninvited. "You haven't eaten at this late hour?"

Zhan Hanjue smiled and said, "What a good idea."

Zheng Ling and Zhan Hanjue came to Hanshui Garden.

Yan Zheng shouted angrily, "Brother, my sister is following you and living a life of three meals a day? Is this how you take care of her?"

Zheng Ling nestled in Zhan Hanjue's arms and glanced lazily at Yan Zheng, "Brother, we were delayed today because we had something to do and didn't have time to go home and cook."

Zhan Hanjue was a little weak from hunger and nodded tiredly.

Fengxian quickly went into the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Yan Zheng asked gossiping, "What's going on?"

"We adopted children from the Military Intelligence Hall today." Zheng Ling's face was filled with a sense of accomplishment.
Chapter completed!