The Strongest Young Grandmother

When Hua Ning'er heard this, her expression changed, "Is it raining outside?"

"Yeah, it's raining. I didn't expect him to bring an umbrella and send me back early. He also put the cover on me. I didn't carry it at all, but he got more than half of it in the rain."

When Lin Qingran said these words, her tone was moved.

She was still a little distressed.

She actually asked him to hold an umbrella, but he hit her with more than half of the umbrella.

"Fortunately, I gave him **** soup to drive away the cold."

Hua Ning'er was a little absent-minded when she heard Lin Qingran's words.

She got up and walked to the window, opened it, and looked into the distance through it.

"Sister, what are you looking at?"

Lin Qingran was a little confused, so she followed Hua Ning'er's line of sight and looked out, but she didn't see anything.

Hua Ning'er looked out through the rain curtain, looking to the east, she could vaguely see a mountain, but it was vague and unclear.

She wasn't sure if it was hallucination.

"Sister, look over there, can you see anything?"

Lin Qingran shook her head, "It's nothing, it's so dark and it's raining, so I can't see anything clearly. If my sister wants to see something, it will be dawn tomorrow. Let's go out and see."

Hua Ning'er looked at Lin Qingran's expression and knew that she might not know anything yet.

She walked to the table again and took out the miscellaneous journal, "I was bored, and when I saw your book, I took it and read it."

"Sister, as I said, you can just take the books in the study and read them. This is also what Young Master Zhao brought me to pass the time. I haven't read much yet."

Lin Qingran's attention has been on Zhao Huazhang recently, and naturally, she didn't have the time or thought to read the miscellaneous notes carefully.

And there's a lot of content on it.

Maybe Lin Qingran might not be able to understand at this time.

But Hua Ning'er felt that Zhao Huazhang might have a deep meaning in showing Lin Qingran's book.

However, the reason for this deep meaning, Hua Ning'er is not easy to guess at this time.

"This book was given to you by Mr. Zhao, did he say anything?"

"He said that these are some folk miscellaneous journals he sorted out. I have nothing to do with some legends. I can take a look and pass the time."

"So, the content written here is all organized by him?"

"Yes, sister, I told you that he is actually very talented and learned, and he knows a lot."

Hua Ning'er still has doubts in her heart, "Then where did he know this?"

"His mother's health has never been very good. Since he was very young, he has taken her mother everywhere, took his mother to see a doctor, and has experienced a lot of things. After knowing a lot, he sorted it out."

Having said that, Lin Qingran said with some distress: "It's actually not easy and hard work for him. I want to be nice to him, and I don't want him to work so hard, but his mother's health has never been very good."

Lin Qingran didn't know how to help Zhao Huazhang.

She didn't know medical skills, so she could only ask her father to find a genius doctor everywhere to see Zhao Huazhang's mother's body.

Although his mother's health is better now, it is not completely good.

Hua Ning'er remembered that Lin Qingran had said before that Zhao Huazhang and his mother lived at the foot of Songshan Mountain.

"Have you met his mother?"

Lin Qingran shook her head, "No, but I heard him often talk about his mother. Although his mother was not in good health, she taught him a lot of knowledge when he was a child, and felt like a very gentle mother."