Mr. O's paranoid

Chapter 412 Chapter 412 A Girl Like a Hibiscus Flower

Qi Mo tilted her head and looked at him, but didn't answer.

"What are you doing? You said it was for my daughter-in-law, but you took it!" Ou Shangqing weighed the box in his hand, motioning for her to take it.

"Mr. Ou, do you think I'm particularly easy to deceive?" She sneered, and relocked the lock that she opened just now.

Ou Shangqing watched her move, raised her eyebrows, and took a step back subconsciously.

How did he feel that he was the one who was going to be killed and dismembered?
"I'm afraid this isn't your grandma's gift for your daughter-in-law?" She took two steps forward, forcing him to take another step back.

"If you don't even open it to take a look, how do you know it's not a gift from my grandmother?" Ou Shangqing blinked, thinking bitterly:

The daughter-in-law is too smart to be fooled!
"I'm not so stupid as this, am I? Even if you want to lie, please pay attention to it? With such a new packaging, it looks like you just bought it... Stop it! I know what you're going to say!"

Qi Mo didn't even give him a chance to argue, and managed to make him shut up obediently with a single gesture.

"You want to say that maybe your grandfather thinks the box is too old and replaced it with a new one? If you want to make such an excuse, it means that you don't know your grandfather too well!"

For an infatuated man like Chen Mao who loves his wife, what his wife left behind is the best in his eyes. Even if the box is too broken to hold the contents, it is still left by his wife and will never be replaced.

"You liar, you still want to lie to me!" Qi Mo snorted coldly, seeing his dejected expression, she knew she had guessed right.

"You're so smart, I'm ashamed!" Ou Shangqing sighed heavily, put the small red box into his pocket, and took out another black box from the other pocket.

The box was as big as the palm of his hand. It was a black sandalwood box with delicate patterns carved on it and silver lacquer painted on it.

It looks like a hibiscus.

The age of this box can be seen to be quite old, anyway, it is more like his grandmother's relic than the box he just took out.

"Here, this is what my grandmother left for you, take it!" He shoved the box into her hand with a little disappointment in his tone.

"If you're not willing to give it to me, then don't give it to me, why are you still putting on a face?" Qi Mo held it and didn't open it. Seeing his sullen look, could it be that he didn't want to give it to her?
"Is it because I don't want to give it to you? I'm angry, can't you tell?" Ou Shangqing pinched her nose gently, turned around and sat down on the sofa.

"Why are you angry?" Qi Mo followed and sat next to him.

"Aren't you very smart just now? Didn't you know how to analyze just now? Then why are you asking this now? Asking knowingly?" Ou Shangqing turned her face sideways and squinted at her, obviously still showing her temper.

"My IQ is not online for a long time, and sometimes I am not online." A big man looks awkward, but... how cute is it?

"Hehe!" He didn't like her act of pretending to be stupid, pursed his lips, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Qi Mo laughed, leaned over, leaned close to his ear, accidentally touched it lightly, and unexpectedly found that his ear turned red immediately.

"Your ears are red." She shouted in surprise.

"Is it strange? Believe it or not, if you touch it again, I'll be hard." He glanced at her and switched TV programs aimlessly.

"..." Qi Mo's mind was blown out with a "boom", and he stared at him for a while, almost slapping him.

"Shameless." Gritting her teeth and cursing, she sat away from him, and there was a space between him and him.

"Open it and have a look!" He just smiled, glanced at the sandalwood box in her hand, and urged her with a smile.

"If it's too expensive, I don't want it." She nodded, and she made a decision before opening it.

Ou Shangqing didn't answer, and turned through all the TV programs aimlessly. Recently, she was too lazy to change, so she stopped on a variety show and dropped the remote control.

Qi Mo opened the box. Unexpectedly, it was neither a rare treasure nor gold or silver jewelry, but a walnut sculpture.

Small, about the size of a thumbnail.

It's a doll-like doll, with such a small face, it's sculpted so lifelike, with delicate features, and every strand of hair is distinct.

"This..." Qi Mo was a little surprised, she thought it would be some kind of emerald gem or something, and she usually gave gifts, but it was always jewelry or something like that.

"This is a pendant carved by my grandmother. This is a jade girl, and there is a golden boy with me. It is not a valuable thing, but it is very precious to me."

Ou Shangqing took out the pendant, only then did Qi Mo realize that it was indeed a pendant, and there was a small hole in the bun on the top of the little doll's head.

"What a beautiful, cute little girl!" Qi Mo admired from the bottom of her heart, such a small thing, how skillful is it to carve such a lifelike little person?
"You like it?" Ou Shangqing glanced at her, her eyes were full of surprise and surprise, and there was no look of disappointment.

"Nonsense, who wouldn't like such a beautiful thing?" Qi Mo rolled his eyes at him, took back the small pendant in his palm, and carefully observed every detail on it.

"It's amazing! How did you do it? Even the eyelashes are sculpted, my God!" Qi Mo was amazed, holding the small pendant carefully: "Is your grandma a professional sculptor?"

"It's just a hobby." Ou Shangqing smiled and shook her head.

"Really? I feel like I'm very ignorant!" Qi Mo laughed, carefully put the pendant back into the box, and touched the little baby's face reluctantly, before closing the box.

"This box must have been carved by your grandmother herself, right?" She looked at the patterns on the box, and suddenly felt that this gift was more precious than she had imagined.

"Yes. She likes to carve these little toys." Ou Shangqing nodded, and like her, reached out and stroked the patterns on the box, recalling how grandma was when she was carving this box.

He watched his grandmother carve it out with his own eyes, and he still remembered what she said when she was carving the box: "Shang Qing, do you know what the hibiscus flower symbolizes?"

"I don't know. I only know that its flowers and leaves can be used as medicine. It can clear away heat and detoxify, reduce swelling and expel pus, cool blood and stop bleeding." At that time, he had no interest in these flowers and plants at all, and he was also not interested in women. .

I always feel that it is superfluous for grandma to make this gift for his future daughter-in-law.

"You child!" Grandma laughed at him, amused and helpless.

"The flower language of hibiscus is noble, beautiful, and pure. In the future, you will also find a girl who is as pure and beautiful as hibiscus..."

(End of this chapter)