Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Even one piece of Rong Qing asked in confusion, "Girl Zimei, what do you mean by that? Did my father have any bad relationship with your grandma before?"

"Why not? At that time, my grandmother was pregnant without getting married, and was so full of trouble that she could n’t stay in the capital, so she disappeared. She was a grand girl in the capital, and had to marry a farmer who was buried in the countryside. A poor peasant woman lives a miserable life, but now you say that there is no relationship with her, which is really ruthless. If there is no relationship between you, my father will not grow up with you Uncle Qing is so similar. In this world, many things can be deceived, only the appearance can not be deceived. "

Yang Zimei said more and more angry.

"Girl, what do you mean by this? Your grandmother was pregnant with me before marriage? Your father looks like Qinger?"

The old man asked in doubt.

"Girl, I think you must have misunderstood my father. He will never be the kind of person who will give up."

Rong Qing also roughly understood what Yang Zimei meant, and hurriedly explained, "There must be a misunderstanding."

"It must be a misunderstanding. Zeng Hui and I met less than three times in total. I didn't say a few words to her. I only knew that she was named the first lady in Beijing.

The old man explained with fog.

Hearing this, Yang Zimei frowned slightly.

Look at him, it's not a lie.

Is there someone else in his own grandfather?

Or is it the brother of the old man in front of him?

"Dad, she might be uncle."

Rong Qing suddenly lowered his head and whispered to the old man.

Yang Zimei's hearing was sensitive and he could hear his voice naturally.

Sure enough, his own grandpa may be someone else, not the old man in front of him.

No wonder I don't have that kind of affinity.

"Uncle Rong, what about your uncle?"

Yang Zimei didn't want to do too much grind and asked directly.

"Have you heard?"

Rong Qing was very confused. He felt that the voice he had just spoken was quite low.

"Ok."

"Now that you have heard it, let me confess, the person you are talking about is not my father, it is most likely my uncle." Rong Qing said.

"The elder brother and the girl Zeng Hui did come closer. I met her because of the elder brother."

The old man also voiced.

"Then nothing is wrong."

Yang Zimei couldn't wait to ask, "What about others? Where is it now?"

"He doesn't ask Qian Chen about the past."

The old man said lightly.

"What do you mean?"

Yang Zimei's heart was cold. "He's dead?"

"Not dead, a monk."

Rong Qing channel.

"Monk? What monk? Where?"

Yang Zimei did not respond for a moment.

"A shaved monk on the mountain."

"Be a monk?"

Yang Zimei's mouth widened in shock, almost closing.

She never dreamed that her dear grandfather, who was looking for a monk, became a monk.

What the **** is going on?

"Well, at Linghui Temple. If you really think your grandma and my uncle have a relationship, go and find him on the mountain. His name is Juehui."

Rong Qing said.

Linghui Temple?

Juehui?

How come there is a word of wisdom?

Isn't it because of your grandma Zeng Hui?

Yang Zimei called Rongqing to explore the location of Linghui Temple. After a few words of humiliation, he retreated and found Xiaoqian.

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[Merry Christmas and good night]