Mr. Bo is paranoid

Chapter 134 The Person Who Was Her Hit (Part [-])

As soon as a person is born, you cry three times, and God will write your life.

There is a stone tablet at the south gate, which records the life of all things in this world.

Song Qingfeng sighed, the people at the South Gate could change their luck, but they couldn't change their fate.

Changing one's fate is going against the sky.

He looked at Chu Shi, and then went to see Bao Simo, who was probably Ah Shi's hit man.

But, among them, which one will die by then?
Chushi and Bao Simo were still playing backgammon, and they always won at the beginning, and the number of wins increased more and more, and it was obvious at the beginning that Bao Simo deliberately let her.

After Song Qingfeng answered the phone call, he said, "There is a water leak in the Zhang family's ancestral grave, please let me go and have a look, the reward is good, I'll go first."

After walking a few steps, he was a little worried: "There is still an uncle in the yard, he will make lunch for you, as long as it is ready, don't be too picky, just tell him what you need."

Song Qingfeng left in a hurry.

At the beginning, I was talking to Bao Simo: "Don't let me, I will win you by my own strength."

Bao Simo chuckled: "No, it's because you're smart. Ah Shi, how did you and Uncle Song know each other?"

At the beginning, he was not as thoughtful as he: "I've known each other since I can remember. Uncle Qingfeng often came to the house to deliver things."

The wealth of the Chu family is the wealth of the South Gate, which has been accumulated for thousands of years.

The money Song Qingfeng earned from looking at Feng Shui was also part of the money he had at the beginning.

"What do you like? I will give it to you in the future."

At the beginning, I thought about it seriously, beautiful clothes?She had money to buy, so she bought a lot of clothes for herself.

Jewelry?This one is too much, a lot in the home.

Then there is only good food.

She supported her small face with both hands and looked at Bao Simo: "Do you really want to give me a present?"

Bo Simo nodded.

"Then introduce me to the candied haws master, and the master who embroidered the handkerchief for you. I will treat them well, give them a lot of money, and respect them."

At the beginning, I was afraid that Bao Simo would not believe it: "Really, I didn't throw away the handkerchief you gave me, and put it in a box."

She felt that the crabapple flowers on it were well embroidered, and that embroidery was better than any other embroidery she had ever seen.

Bao Simo asked curiously, "Why are you looking for an embroiderer?"

Candied haws master, he understood that she likes to eat candied haws and wants to eat it every day.

"I want to make two cheongsams, and I want him to embroider some patterns on them." She heard from people on the set that many female artists wear custom-made clothes by hand, which are very expensive, but also very beautiful.

Good embroidery masters are rare, she is a girl, she also loves beauty, she is rich, and has the ability to have beautiful clothes, why not.

So she also wanted to find a good tailor to make clothes for herself.

Bao Simo's eyes stayed on the calves that were exposed at the beginning. Today she was wearing a light blue skirt, the length just reached her knees, and her calves were slender, white, and translucent.

Bao Simo thought, what if she wore a cheongsam?
Just thinking about it made him feel hot.

He picked up the herbal tea on the side and took a sip: "I'll think about the cheongsam."

The little girl likes it, so it's impossible for him not to make it for her, but he doesn't want her to wear it out, so he can only show it to him at home.

Now I have made a cheongsam for her, if she is not allowed to wear it outside, the little girl will be angry.

Seeing him in a dilemma at the beginning, I asked, "Is it because the master has been making clothes all his life, and now he wants to retire because he is getting old?"

Bo Simo doesn't like hearing the word "old" very much now, yesterday Bao Xiangsi even said that he is an old cow eating young grass.

He was a little upset: "you think I'm old?"

(End of this chapter)