Chapter 6876 Gift
With a crisp sound of 'click', the wooden board finally fell down under Luo Baobao's violent demolition.
There is really a pear wood box hidden inside.
The box is not very big, about the size of two large northern buns placed flat together.
Baby Luo held it in his hand and looked up and down, happy.
"Yeah, my dad can do it. Is there a code lock on it?"
"What is in it? He's Bi?"
"What is He's Bi?" ?" Wang Cuilian asked curiously.
“The jade seal passed down to the country.” Tuoba Xian whispered.
“Huh?” Wang Cuilian was so frightened that she covered her mouth.
"Bao, don't say these nonsense, it will cause trouble for your father." Tuoba Xian reminded Luo Baoxian softly, stroking Bao Baobao's shoulder.
Baobao Luo stuck out his tongue playfully, "Nai taught me very well, I won't make such jokes in the future!"
Tuoba Xian smiled happily.
Baby Luo fiddled with the wooden blocks on the box and pieced together a set of numbers.
“It’s strange, my dad used my birthday to set the password?”
This discovery was really a shock to her!
"Brother Chen'er's? That's not right. We brothers and sisters were born together, so mine is his..."
"Try my mother's..."
Baby Luo had just pulled out Yang Ruoqing's birthday, but the wooden box still didn't respond.
I am definitely a little disappointed that I cannot open it, but I am also balanced.
Luo Baobao's jealous look caught the eyes of several elders nearby. Everyone secretly exchanged glances and couldn't help laughing.
Yang Ruoqing even smiled with crooked eyebrows, she really gave herself a love rival!
If Tang Yazi saw this scene, he would definitely be happy to death.
He is not a philanderer, and he hates the women outside who are jealous of him, but if his daughter does this, he will definitely die.
This daughter slave!
"Ah ah ah, I have called everyone's birthdays in the family and it's still wrong. What on earth did my father do?"
Here, a certain girl became angry and even pulled out a dagger to force Pry open.
Tiejiang Luo and Wang Cuilian quickly stopped them.
Tiejiang Luo said: "Bao, if you can't open it, don't force it. Let your mother think of something."
Wang Cuilian also said: "Yes, such a good box , it looks like it’s worth a lot of money, what a pity it is if it’s broken.”
Tuoba Xian was also looking at the box and said quietly: "This box is exquisitely made at first glance, and the mechanism inside is also mysterious. I'm afraid it won't open even if it is smashed."
Yang Ruoqing also came out at this time. Voice: "This box looks like a layer on the outside. The interior of the pear wood is actually black ice iron, which was refined by Zuo Jun Mo Zuo a long time ago and given to Feng Tang.”
Baobao Luo, who originally planned to violently break the mechanism, heard that it was Zuo. Jun Mo's handwriting immediately gave up.
Who is Uncle Zuo?
The direct descendant of the Mo family, the mechanism designed by him is of uncanny craftsmanship. Her violence is not enough in front of his works.
"Okay, I give up, mother, it's up to you."
Baobao Luo finally put the box into Yang Ruoqing's hand, and made two small fist gestures: "Come on, come on!"< br>
Yang Ruoqing smiled gently at her, her eyes just fell on the box she was holding in her arms, and she slowly turned sideways.
I have entered everyone’s birthday in the family, and none of them are correct.
So, what date will Tang Yazi use as the password?
Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes, thought for a moment, and then freed up a hand to fiddle with a few numbers on the row of wooden blocks.
‘Bah! ’
The box is opened.
"Wow, it's open? It's finally open! I want to see what's inside!"
The box was snatched away by Baby Luo again. Yang Ruoqing was really speechless.
Don't look at her head, which is as tall as her mother. She is already fourteen years old, but her character is not as good as hers back then.
She was talking about her previous life, not this life. She was twelve years old when she traveled through this life, but she was twenty-six or seven in her heart.
Baby Luo is almost fourteen years old. Although sometimes he will say a lot of things that seem very mature when he is serious, he is still a child at heart and his mind is not yet fully mature.
This may also be because the family protects her so well.
This kind of child is relatively simple, optimistic and confident.
"Mom, my dad bought you a necklace. It's made of ruby. It's so beautiful!"
If it were another girl, she would definitely say: I want it too.
But Baby Luo didn’t.
She is not interested in these jewelry. Her interest is in dancing with swords and sticks.
"There is another letter, I really want to read it..."
But this time, Yang Ruoqing did not try hard to keep her mother's composure like before, and took the box into her hands with her backhand.
"Okay, help your grandma put away the gifts and then go do your own thing. Don't get involved in your parents' affairs."
Hurry up with the box and Yang Ruoqing He walked back to his house.
Baby Luo made a face at her back, "Mom is so stingy!"
Tuoba Xian smiled and touched Baby Luo's soft hair: "Here, help grandma pack things."
......
On the way back to the house, Yang Ruoqing looked at her carefully. A ruby necklace given by Luo Fengtang.
To be precise, it is a clavicle chain, shaped like a lucky four-leaf clover.
Her name is engraved on the back.
For her, this is an ordinary ruby necklace, but it is also a necklace with extraordinary meaning.
Ordinary refers to her and Luo Fengtang's current net worth. No matter what the price, this necklace is a drop in the bucket.
The significance is extraordinary because it is not only a gift from him, but also because of the legend of the four-leaf clover.
In his letter at home last time, he mentioned to her the legend about the lucky four-leaf clover over there in the grassland.
The most classic and core sentence is: You can only give it to one person in your life.
He gave this to her, the meaning of which can be imagined.
Yang Ruoqing rubbed the clavicle chain in her palms and closed her eyes, as if she could feel his warmth through time and distance.
In the box, there is another letter, which is also the letter Luo Baobao wanted to read earlier.
Yang Ruoqing wanted to see it even more. She wanted to see what he wanted to say to her when the two of them couldn't spend the New Year together at the end of the year.
The letter was strangely thin in my hand.
Not like the usual three or five pieces of paper.
It seems like it can only be a few words?
Shake out a thin piece of letter paper.
On the white stationery, familiar fonts pop out of sight:
‘Miss you,
what to do? ? ? ’
Six words!
Yang Ruoqing’s eyes widened.
Nani?
I sent so many gifts back from thousands of miles away, and the three-page letter I wrote to my family made Luo Baobao feel thirsty, but these six words were given to her as my wife?
Put it in such a box with a password mechanism, protected by three layers inside and three outside. I thought you would write me some blushing and heart-pounding words of love, but it only took you a long time to write just six words?
Is the brush broken? Or is there no ink in the inkstone?
General, you are too precious!
(End of this chapter)