Chapter 25 Topic

Xia Ruoxi was unconsciously attracted. When she saw the seal at the end of the picture scroll and the seal of the postman, she couldn't help but be surprised, because it was the seal of her aunt and father Xia Ze.

The waiter noticed Xia Ruoxi's attention to the picture scroll and came over and explained to Xia Ruoxi, "Miss, do you also like this painting?"

Xia Ruoxi shook her mind and asked the waiter, "Do you know who painted this painting?"

The waiter shook his head and said, "I've been here for a long time. I heard from our boss that this is a couple who often come to the store as a gift for our boss's father."

What? Xia Ruoxi is really a little dizzy, couple? What's going on? Did she hear it correctly?

The person who painted this painting is obviously her aunt Mo Shuhui, and the postman is her father Xiaze. How can they be lovers?

"What about your boss? Can I see you? Because I happen to know the painter who painted the picture of a hundred donkeys. Xia Ruoxi suddenly had a hunch, a very bad feeling. She didn't want to believe it, but there was no reason not to believe it. It's not that she doesn't know about her father's romantic nature. He even has his own sister-in-law, let alone anything else.

Is it true that the man her aunt Mo Shuhui has always loved deeply and has been let down is her father Xia Ze?

Or is it just the waiter's misunderstanding? But looking at the date left on the painting, it was 19 years ago. At that time, she had not yet been born, and her mother Mo Shuyi had not married her father Xia Ze. What the hell is going on?

Hearing Xia Ruoxi's request, the waiter agreed with a smile and invited their boss.

After a while, the boss in a white chef's uniform came out. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He was chubby and comprehensively interpreted what a sketch actor said, "Big head, thick neck, either boss or husband". This person is exactly the boss and husband.

"Miss, what can I do for you?" The boss asked politely.

Xia Ruoxi pointed to the "Donkey Picture" and said, "I want to know about this painting. Do you know the relationship between the person who painted this painting and the postman?"

The store owner smiled and said, "It was given by two guests who liked to come to our store, but I don't know what the relationship is."

Xia Ruoxi is a little disappointed, but she also takes it for granted. Even if they are close to each other, the shopkeeper is just happy to receive gifts. How can they study who painted the gift and what it means?

Or it's just that she thinks too much. If it happened that my parents and aunt liked to come here for dinner at that time, and then my aunt Mo Shuhui had the intention to give paintings. Father Xia Ze happened to be good at calligraphy, so it was not a fuss to mention a word or something on it. Her father has always been good at calligraphy, which she has always known. Haven't the four treasures in the study been on my father's desk?

"Thank you. You're busy." Xia Ruoxi smiled and said to the store owner and sat down.

She wanted to divert her attention from what the waiter said about "a couple who often come to the store..." and tell herself that it was so old, or this sentence was handed down because of the misunderstanding at that time, but she suddenly remembered the pen wash of the agate peach that was smashed by her. Thinking of what she said when she went to her grandfather's house with a pen and listened to what he said——

"I used to have such a pen wash, which was really handed down from the Ming Dynasty. Your aunt liked it very much and has always been used by her. Later, I don't know why the pen wash was broken. She cried for several days. I couldn't do anything about her and didn't care if I persuaded her. One day, she came back with a happy smile, holding the same pen wash in her hand as the broken pen wash. She was not happy to even look at someone like a baby. Later, one day she was bored and washed the pen for her cat as a water basin. After a long time, she forgot to wash this pen, so I washed it and put it away.

At that time, she was stunned. The current pair of imitation pens appeared after her aunt Mo Shuhui broke the antique pen wash, and if someone deliberately imitated a pair, why was the other pen wash in the hands of her father Xia Ze, which should be Mo Shuhui's lover?

If her feeling is right, her father and her mother and aunt were in love.

It's a terrible feeling. Xia Ruoxi frowned tightly.

If it hadn't been for her father's incomparable love for her and her daughter's standpoint, she couldn't blame her father. After all, from the perspective of her father as a man, his private life is really messy and ashamed of his daughter.

"What's the matter, miss?" Uncle Kang looked at Xia Ruoxi's face and was immediately worried.

Xia Ruoxi remembered that she should not be too self-centered, because her emotions would affect others. Zhu smiled thinly, "It's okay. I want something else. By the way, my father used to like to come here.

Uncle Kang nodded fiercely, "Yes, the eldest lady has also been here before, so I drove the car here."

Xia Ruoxi restored her expression to ease and nature. "It's good. If you hadn't led the way here, I would have really forgotten this place. It seems that I have seldom come here since I went to junior high school."

While talking, the donkey meat they wanted was served by the waiter.

"Please pack another one for me!" Xia Ruoxi said to the waiter with a smile.

When Uncle Kang heard this, he knew that Xia Ruoxi wanted to bring it to her mother Mo Shuyi, and immediately said, "Don't you know? My wife doesn't like donkey meat.

Xia Ruoxi was a little stunned, looked at Uncle Kang, and then said to the waiter, "I'm sorry, you don't have to pack."

"It's okay. Please take your time." The waiter said and walked away.

Xia Ruoxi originally wanted to pack a piece of donkey meat for her mother, and then wanted to make sure whether her mother often came to this store, but she didn't expect to know the result directly from Uncle Kang's mouth. I really don't know. I only remember my father bringing me here before, and I haven't paid attention to why my mother didn't like to come.

Uncle Kang smiled naively, "My wife only likes Western-style breakfast."

Xia Ruoxi shook her head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that she was really dereliction of duty as a daughter. She even forgot what her mother liked. Aren't the mornings the breakfasts she specially made that her mother likes to eat? She knows that her mother prefers pasted food and only eats beef.

And when she said this, there was no doubt that her aunt Mo Shuhui often came to this store with her father to eat donkey meat.

Headache. She really didn't want to think that her father's half was bad, but she could bring up her father's romantic affairs by coming to a restaurant at will.

Xia Ruoxi smiled bitterly in her heart.

She can actually understand why her mother loved the evil so much later, because her mother has been betrayed by her father. When love sprouts in her life, it is inevitable that her mother is so forward for that love. For women, the important thing is love. Even if some women begin to covet some glory and wealth, they will one day return to the theme of feelings, and any woman will yearn for a man who really loves her.

If the demon is not so excessive, as long as her mother can be happy, she doesn't mind blessing her mother, because she really sees her mother's true love for that demon. Unfortunately, evil is evil after all, and good people and evil will not have good results. If everything in the time and space of the previous life continues, then the mother has begun to suffer the result of the evil disaster.

Xia Ruoxi suddenly had a sense of horror that penetrated into the bone, and there was a kind of embarrassment. She can't imagine, let alone accept the demon that touched her and touch her favorite mother...

Let her have a good feeling of being so sly!

She also wants to stop the demon from approaching her mother. If the fact that she was humiliated by that evil is also irreversible in her fate, then she would rather sacrifice herself in advance than drag her mother down to be used by that evil and then get the result of broken true feelings.

Xia Ruoxi sighed sadly in her heart. If she can't stop the evil from appearing in her and her mother's life, the only way to stop the evil from hurting her mother is her. Because she knows that the evil person really loves her--

Don't know how the evil will appear in this life, or the identity of the previous life? How many more days will appear?

Xia Ruoxi's heart began to be full of black haze, which made her breathless.

He ate donkey meat in his mouth, but Xia Ruoxi didn't know the taste of it.

The donkey wonton was served. Uncle Kang knew that Xia Ruoxi liked pepper, so he took a small bottle of pepper and handed it to Xia Ruoxi.

Xia Ruoxi was distracted. When she poured pepper, she didn't know where she had gone. It was not until Uncle Kang reminded her that she noticed that there was too much pepper.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Do you have anything on your mind?" Uncle Kang regretted a little. He thought that Xia Ruoxi was probably touched by the scene and thought of his father who had passed away.