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Chapter five hundred and twenty fifth wind

Xicheng, Cao Mansion, and living courtyard.

Cao Yong sat cross-legged in front of the kang table, with a chessboard placed on the kang table. On the other side was a little monk with a confused look on his face.

Cao Yongdi had black and white pieces in his hands, and it was not used to play games, but to simulate the accident scene.

That day, the old woman I met. Not to mention anything else, she didn't know much about the Go designation. However, she made a chess piece.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind." Which one is being calculated in this chain of events?

It was Cao Yong, who was a little confused after all the talk.

Not to mention this kind of loopholes, it is perfect, and the young monk's crime is just spending some money. What else can he do?

Although Cao Yong was confused, his face was still clear. He put a black piece in his hand next to the chessboard, pinched a white piece in his hand, and said, "That black piece is used as a stone that kills the old woman. This white piece is the old woman. This teacup is temporarily used as a little monk." At this point, he touched the white piece on the teacup: "Because he hit the little monk, the old woman couldn't stand and fell back. Her mind just hit the stone on the ground."

While speaking, he used chess pieces to restore the details of the time and continued to explain: "Even if this old woman is hard-working, if she touches a stone, there is no reason why the stone is broken..."

"If I really knocked and bleeded, how serious this would be. How hard is it? How can I have the strength to toss? Besides, according to the confessions of various pedestrians that day, the old woman had no blood when she fell to the ground. Although she was moaning, she looked good. If it were really at that time, the old woman's head would touch a stone, how could she have this reaction? If she hadn't fallen into a coma immediately, she would have been frightened." Cao Yong said with a smile.

Zhiran was by the side. After hearing what Cao Yongdi said, he knew his intentions and was also a little moved.

In the past month since the accident happened, Zhiran still looked calm, but still felt a little bit of self-blame.

Although he did not have the intention to kill, the old woman did die because of him. The person behind the scenes was vicious, but he, a monk, was not considered innocent, and he had no intention of sacrificing himself to save others.

The Buddha said that everyone suffers.

Since you can speak and recite the Buddhist scriptures, you will have more compassion than ordinary monks, and you will be less likely to refuse your own mistakes.

Cao Yong had acquainted with his young man and knew a little about his temper and nature, so he often came to talk to him these days. Seeing that he was a little wrong, he couldn't help but persuade him.

East Mansion, inner courtyard main hall.

Zhao Jia sat on the kang, thinking about the news that the doctor had just said, but she really didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

What's this called?

Tianxiang, the man in the second son's house, has a body, and in another eight and a half months, she will be able to hold a eldest grandson or granddaughter, and she will no longer have to envy Li.

It is fake to say that she is not happy in her heart. She is lonely when she is old and wants to have a little grandson and her granddaughter coaxes her.

There are three types of unfilial piety, and having no descendants is the greatest. This is a good thing to have branches and leaves, but it is a wrong person to be pregnant and the timing of getting pregnant is also not right.

Ruhui is in poor health and may not be able to conceive in the future. However, after all, she is a newly married wife, so it is not easy to mention the reproduction of children now. Isn’t that causing trouble for the children?

After entering the door for a month and a half, the girl's body was only a month and a half. If her brother and sister-in-law knew that she had suffered a grievance, she might even complain.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jia felt that her old face had no place to put, and the little joy in her heart just now was gone.
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