The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 1433 ancestor worship
Uncle Qiu came over from Mr. Nan and brought a servant to carry Nan Jiaojiao back to the room and put her on the bed. Uncle Qiu took off her shoes and covered her with a quilt.

Call Bo Yanqing when you get out.

"Excuse me, Uncle Qiu, please help her close the window a little so that the wind doesn't blow towards the bed."

Uncle Qiu glanced at the window and smiled, "It has been turned down. Mr. Bo, don't worry, the little lady is sleeping soundly."

"She must be tired. If possible, let her sleep until she wakes up naturally tomorrow without barking."

"The little lady always sleeps until she wakes up naturally. The master loves her so much that he will keep breakfast warm until the little lady wakes up."

Bo Yanqing: "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome, it should be."

Uncle Qiu hung up the phone first, and he knew that he was not surprised. That young man would not hang up first. He was indeed raised by a wealthy family, and his accomplishments in any detail are very impressive.

After returning home, Mr. Nan was still asleep and was soaking his feet with a pharmacology book on his lap. When he saw Uncle Qiu coming back, he pushed up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Are you asleep?"

"I fell asleep on the recliner. I worked all day and came back from running all the way. I was still excited for so long at night. I guess I couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep. It was Mr. Bo who called me and asked me to come over and take a look. The little lady’s.”

Mr. Nan hummed: "Jiaojiao is at home, how can I not know about her little habits and ask him to be so attentive!"

Uncle Qiu said with a smile: "Mr. Bo is really kind to the little lady. If you get married in the future, the little lady will be happy. Don't worry if you entrust the little lady to him."

Nan Lao encouraged himself, feeling that he was really depressed, but when it came to Bo Yanqing's treatment of Nan Jiaojiao, he saw it in his eyes and felt like a mirror in his heart. After several times, he suddenly said: "Who are you from!"

"On your end."

Uncle Qiu was not in a hurry and coaxed him softly. Knowing what Mr. Nan was like, he calmly coaxed him down.

The next day, Nan Jiaojiao got up very early. She went to find her grandfather for breakfast, and then they went up the mountain to worship their ancestors.

The mountain road is winding and has been repaired many times. It is very easy to walk. The leaves of the weeds on both sides of the road are covered with morning dew. There is a faint fragrance of plants and earth in the air. The sky is already white, but there is still a thin layer of dew on the mountain. of mist.

Nan Jiaojiao specially wore a pair of black trousers so that she could kneel down more easily when worshiping her ancestors.

She didn't know any of the ancestors of the Nan family, nor did she know what they did. When her grandfather and uncle told her stories when she was a child, they mentioned it several times. It was said that seven or eight generations back, they were all The wealthy family that was once prominent at that time is still brilliant in Nan Lao's generation.

Although she is adopted, her uncle is not here, so she should worship him one by one.

"Okay, get up, don't kneel down."

Mr. Nan pulled Nan Jiaojiao up. Uncle Qiu held a handful of grass in his hand and gently brushed the dirt off her trouser legs.

"We're going down the mountain. Let's go fishing with grandpa."

"Ah."

Nan Jiaojiao responded softly, ran a few steps quickly, jumped down first, stood under a large piece of low stone, and reached out to Nan Lao to help him down.

Nan Lao walked this road often and remembered the position of every stone clearly. It would be surprising if he fell. He gave Nan Jiaojiao an annoyed look and laughed at her for being too showy, but he still put his hand in hers to hold her in dignity.

I was led on the way down the mountain for a long time, and I didn't want to let go.

After I went back, I didn't catch any fish. An old friend from Nanlao came to visit.

(End of this chapter)