Chapter 796: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Fifty-Nine)

Feng Ling looked at the old woman, and replied calmly: "It's just a bag, just get it back for you, and I won't have the chance to meet again in the future. The name is not important, and there is no need to say it."

The old woman was still staring at her face, but she grabbed Qin Qiu, who was also a little absent-minded, and said in a low voice: "Look at him, does he look like you when you were a child? It's the same as when you were in your teens or twenties. It's so similar..."

Qin Qiu paused and then said in a low voice, "It's a bit similar. I was surprised just now."

"Where is it similar? You are yourself for so many years that you have almost forgotten what you were like when you were young, but I am your mother, and I remember what you looked like at every age. This child... really looks like you at that time Even more like Mingzhu...Mingzhu is more like her father, but the child in front of me...is too much like you." The old woman grabbed Qin Qiu excitedly and said, "Tell me, the child in this world... Will there be a miracle? Will my poor granddaughter have no..."

"Mom, this is obviously a boy. Although I look like me, I am a daughter." Although Qin Qiu also felt a little unbelievable and agitated, after all these years, he was still a little calm: "I know you just now Thinking of these things, it's not that there are similar people in this world, but in the vast ocean back then, there was no possibility of the child surviving at all. If it wasn't for this, how could I have been chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha all these years, just wanting to save My poor child, but my child is a daughter, a lovely little princess, mother, don't take it as a miracle that someone who looks a bit like me."

"No, it's really too similar." The old woman was still very excited, her eyes stayed on Feng Ling's body and almost never left.

Feng Ling's hairs seemed to stand on end when the old woman looked at her. She couldn't tell what it was like. This was different from the murderous intent and hostility in the eyes of any enemy she had ever seen. She would not feel it. , but now the goosebumps all over his body seemed to be falling off.

"Child..." The old woman pushed Qin Qiu away, walked towards her tremblingly, and was about to hold her with her hand, but Feng Ling suddenly moved her hand back, becoming more defensive and sensitive Looking at the old woman in front of her, even though she was an old man, she was still disgusted by the touch of strangers.

Seeing that the child in front of her didn't seem to like being touched by others, and her eyes were cold and sharp, the old woman was a little prism, but she still stared back and forth at her face, as if she had long forgotten that her bag was beside her. , just looked at her face, and asked gently: "My child, how old are you this year?"

Feng Ling paused, and replied, "Sixteen."

"Sixteen years old?"

Feng Ling nodded, and at the same time saw a trace of disappointment and heartache flashing across the old woman's eyes.

"Sixteen years old..." The old woman sighed suddenly: "That's even more wrong... My granddaughter,

Calculating carefully based on her birthday, she should be seventeen. "

Feng Ling didn't speak.

She is not very sure about her age. After all, she has been living with wolves in the jungle before she was five years old. At that time, she didn’t understand that 365 days are a year. In the jungle, there are only suns rising and moons setting. Counting the days day by day, but when the group of people took her out of the jungle, because she was very thin at the time, they said that she was only five years old, and set a date for her as her birthday.

But now, based on her physical development and height, she is not sure how old she is.

But it should have nothing to do with what the old woman said.

So she just looked at the melancholy expression of the old woman in silence.

The old woman thought for a while, then raised her eyes to look at her face: "But it's really too similar..."

"Grandma, you said I look too similar, what do you mean?" Feng Ling didn't understand what she meant.

Hearing the child call her mother-in-law, the old woman's eyes turned red, and she reached out and grabbed her hand a little excitedly.

Probably because the old woman's expression was too excited, and her movements were a little trembling. Although Feng Ling was very sensitive, she still resisted the urge to push people away, and just looked at the red-eyed old man. , the inexplicable heart suddenly couldn't be cruel, and he could only half support her, and at the same time, she held her wrist tightly.

"Are you a boy?" The old woman stared at her face: "How can there be such a beautiful boy? He is white and clean, and he looks better than little girls."

Before Feng Ling could reply, the younger policeman standing next to him suddenly laughed and said, "Mother-in-law, you are not boasting. For us men, it doesn't matter how old we are. When I was a teenager, I was really thin-skinned and tender, and I was a man. I absolutely did not allow people to question my gender. I was good-looking when I was a teenager. I heard that I looked like a little girl. I Keli is really angry from the bottom of his heart, he is very angry, and he absolutely cannot listen to such words."

The old woman paused, as if she knew that she had lost her composure, so she had no choice but to withdraw her hand, but she still looked at Feng Ling's face with some nostalgia in her eyes, as if she wanted to wait for her answer.

Feng Ling hesitated for a moment, he had always regarded himself as a boy to the people he was familiar with, and of course it was impossible to rashly reveal his secret to an outsider he had never met before.

"Mother-in-law, the place I work in only accepts men. If it is a woman, it is impossible to even have the ability to help you chase robbers, so how could I be a woman?" Why can't I be so cold to this old woman? Even my words are a little more tactful.

Qin Qiu walked over, supported the old woman who looked a little lost, and looked at Feng Ling again, probably because she looked a little like herself when she was young, and she really had a special sense of intimacy.

"I'm sorry, little brother, my mother is indeed a little excited." Looking at Feng Ling's face, Qin Qiu couldn't help feeling a little emotional, but it's really not the time for emotion here, so he said politely: "Time doesn't matter." It’s early, have you eaten yet? To thank you, let’s treat you to a meal. By the way, let’s get to know each other. I think you are also Chinese or Chinese. We met in the United States by such a coincidence, and in this way. It is also rare to meet. By the way, if it is convenient, please give me your mobile phone number, so that it will be convenient for future contact."

Feng Lingdan said: "I won't leave the phone call, and I don't need to eat the meal. It's just a little effort. You're welcome. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave, not planning to stay any longer.

Because I can't tell what's going on, the way the old woman looks at her makes her feel very uncomfortable. I can't tell what the uncomfortable feeling is, but I just instinctively don't want to continue Staying in such a situation made her feel uncomfortable.