Hearing the speech, Jing Wenbin paused for a moment. He was puzzled. Jing Yanxiu suddenly talked about this.

    "Yes, what''s the matter?"

    Mentioning his wife, Jing Wenbin''s eyes suddenly softened a lot.

    "Elder brother of the Jing family will be fine if he has one." he said faintly.

    Jing Wenbin frowned. Yanxiu obviously didn''t want to get a wife.

    He opened his mouth to persuade Jing Yanxiu.

    But Jing Yanxiu put down his teacup, looked down at Jing Wenbin and said, "if sister-in-law is a boy, when he grows up in the future, if he is interested in military affairs, I will give him the power."

    Jing Wenbin rubbed and stood up.

    He frowned and was very dissatisfied: "Yanxiu, Qingqing has gone. Do you have to live with a corpse?! also, my son doesn''t inherit your real power. If you want someone to inherit your things, you have a son by yourself!"

    “……”

    Jing Yanxiu looked away and remained silent.

    Seeing this, Jing Wenbin was about to say something, but he heard the young man muttering, "she''s not dead."

    Jing Wenbin didn''t hear clearly, "Yanxiu, what are you talking about?"

    Jing Yanxiu turned his head and looked at him with black eyes. "Brother, Qingqing is not dead. She won''t die. She will come to me and I''ll wait for her. Even if I wait all my life, I''m willing. As for grandma, say sorry to her for me."

    The young man''s expression is faint, but it is so, the more he can show his determination.

    Jing Wenbin sighed.

    For Jing Yanxiu''s saying that Shen Wanqing is not dead, Jing Wenbin should only do what he thinks too much of Shen Wanqing these years and give himself a psychological hint.

    People have been lying in the coffin underground, and he watched the burial with his own eyes. How can he not die.

    However, it is probably because of this psychological hint that inkstone repair can survive this decade.

    If he forces Yanxiu to smash the expectation in his heart, maybe Yanxiu will just get out of control. At that time, I''m afraid no one can control it.

    "Oh, forget it. I won''t tell you about it. Just have a plan in mind. Brother, I won''t force you to do anything."

    Jing Wenbin sighed. His tongue was a little dry. He took a cup of tea and drank tea. Then he continued, "I have another thing for you. I heard you''re leaving for Suzhou in three days?"

    Over there, the young man with a pocket watch at the fingertip of the hanger looked indifferent. He lowered his eyes, put the pocket watch in his heart pocket and said faintly, "well, there''s something to deal with over there."

    "I''ll go with you too." Jing Wenbin said, "five years ago, I was ambushed by the enemy''s family when I was transporting goods in Suzhou. I was injured and unconscious. Master Shen of the Suzhou Shen family saved me. I left in a hurry and didn''t show my identity. I''ll go to Suzhou with you this time and take some gifts to see Master Shen. OK?"

    Jing Yanxiu''s expression was cold, his snow-white long fingers were buttoned with light gold buttons, and the thin chain of his pocket watch dangled slightly in his heart.

    He sipped his lips.

    "No harm."

    Hearing the speech, Jing Wenbin nodded, "well, I''ll clean up first."

    Jing Wenbin left.

    The bedroom is quiet again.

    The young man in front of the hanger also sorted out his clothes. The western-style snow-white shirt was clean and flat, with light gold buttons. He was wearing a black windbreaker outside and a pocket watch chain in his heart.

    The expression is indifferent and cold.

    That pair of black eyes had no emotion, even very faint.

    Suddenly, his fingertips touched the soft thing in his pocket.

    He took it out.

    Snow White fingertips gently stroked the twisted words embroidered on the light blue blessing bag.

    The eyes are suddenly gentle.