Chapter 19: Bloodlines Combination ()

Everyone heard the child in front of him, one on the left, one on the left, one on the right, and one on the right, and did not seem to regard himself as a member of the Lin family in his speech, and there was no sense of belonging at all. He could not help but have some thoughts in his heart and a little bad-looking on his face. The old lady Zhao was a little different from Lin Wu's wife Chen. Although the old lady felt a little unhappy, she was more applauding the child for not enviing wealth and bachelorism. From the beginning, Chen firmly believed that the person standing in front of him was his son. After hearing his words, he couldn't help but feel even more sad, and kept wiping his tears on the side.

At this time, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a handsome servant came in from outside holding a wooden tray in his hand, with two narrow knives and a small white porcelain bowl on it, and half a bowl of clear water was placed inside. Lin Wen asked the old lady, "Mother, can you start?"

"Slow down!" Chen said. She looked at the narrow knife in the tray and asked, "Is there nothing to replace the knife? It doesn't take much time to get a needle bag when you go to the pharmacy to get a needle bag, right?"

Chen has always been soft-hearted, and the impression he had left on the superiors and subordinates when he came to Jingbei Bo Mansion was quite docile. Unexpectedly, at this moment, his words were unrefutable. Except for Lin Wu who turned around and glanced at her with a little blame, everyone else was a little surprised. The old lady raised her eyebrows. Although she didn't look at her second wife, her mind was average. She knew that the second wife felt sorry for the child, so she curled her lips and said, "Well, this knife made me feel panicked in my heart, so I just did what the second wife said."

Lin Wenben disagreed. The small knife as thin as the chopstick head was just a decoration in his eyes, but since the old mother had spoken, he had to do it. He had just turned around and asked the handsome servant to get the needle bag, but he heard a sentence from the side: "Don't have to be so troublesome, so that everyone will wait here." While speaking, Xiaonan had already come to the tray, picked up one of the thin knives, and wiped it on his wrist indifferently. Before he finished speaking, blood had dripped from his wrist!

Seeing Xiaonan lifting his wrist, a big drop of blood fell into the bowl with a sound, Chen was panicked, and at this time, his body leaned back and fainted! The maid next to him was so shocked that she turned pale and quickly helped her, carried her to the bedroom in the backyard, and hurried out to find the doctor on the other side.

The old lady Zhao was also a little nervous. She looked at the maid and servant who was still standing beside her and couldn't help but shout angrily: "What are you still standing still? Why don't you go find some sha to bring it!" A smart little girl responded and hurriedly ran out to find some sha to stop Xiaonan's bleeding. The old lady glared at Lin Wu again: "What are you still standing still? I feel sorry for your little blood, right?"

Lin Wu was not a reckless person at first. The reason why he spoke before was that he was inclined to think that Xiaonan was his son, so he loved him so deeply that he couldn't help but speak more severely. Later, the child kept putting himself outside the Lin family when he spoke, and Lin Wu felt a little regretful. At this moment, he saw the child's wrist dripping blood. Although his father was a little hard, it was fake that he didn't feel sorry for him.

After hearing his mother's words, Lin Wu said nothing, and hurried to the tray, took a knife, tapped the index finger slightly with the tip of the knife, squeezed it hard, and a drop of blood beads also rolled down into the small white porcelain bowl. Lin Wu turned around and reached out to pick up Xiaonan's wrist to take a look. Unexpectedly, as soon as he made some moves, Xiaonan moved his body to the other side as if he felt something. Lin Wu sighed in his heart, and had to harden his heart to look at the porcelain bowl.

However, Lin Wen saw that the blood on Xiaonan's wrist was constantly being stopped, and he immediately pulled off a large strip of yarn inside his clothes. Without saying a word, he pulled Xiaonan's wrist and wrapped it around several circles.

Everyone in the side hall stared at the small white porcelain bowl. In the small bowl with a white base, two blood beads slowly floated in the water, like two bright blood rubies. Slowly, the blood beads circled the bottom of the bowl for a few times, and finally got close to each other, but they had not yet blended together.

At this moment, the tray was placed on a low table, surrounded by people on all sides. Lin Wen secretly looked at his second brother, but saw that his second brother, who was known for his calmness, looked a little anxious at this moment, and the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly. Lin Wen wanted to make fun of him, but it was not a joke at this moment, so he just took a look and didn't say anything. Everyone was staring at the white porcelain bowl, but the old lady Zhao closed her eyes, holding a string of emerald Buddhist beads in her hand and kept muttering something.

"Ah!" A slight scream rang out, and then it seemed like something was blocking my mouth. Then everyone exclaimed: "Merry!Merry!"

When the old lady heard this, her eyes instantly opened and looked at the white porcelain bowl in the tray. She saw that in the middle of a white piece, the two blood beads squeezed against each other had gradually begun to merge, leaving only half of the circle. As time went by, the speed of fusion became faster and faster. In a short while, the two blood beads finally merged together without any barriers!

"Ah! Amitabha! Thank you for your blessing! Thank you for your blessing!" The old lady's heart finally fell to the ground, and Lin Wen and Lin Wu next to her also breathed a sigh of relief, and the female relatives around her were even more happy. Those who knew the opportunity had already run out of the side hall and went to the backyard to announce the good news to Chen.

Xiaonan looked at the blood that was completely fused together in the white porcelain bowl, and for a moment, his mind was blank. I don’t know if it was sad or joy, but it was really mixed... When Xiaonan was still confused, he reached out from the side with one hand and pulled him over. The old lady Zhao hugged her little grandson tightly, and tears rolled down her face, making the people around him feel sad.

After a while, Xiaonan broke free from the old lady's arms, and his face was covered in tears. He tidied up his clothes, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to the old lady three times in a row: "Unfool grandson kowtowed to his grandmother!"

"Hey, hey, good boy, get up quickly, get up!" Zhao couldn't help but tears fell again, and quickly pulled out a handkerchief and wiped it. "From today on, you'll be home! Don't be busy with these things. Since the matter here is over, let's go and see your mother first!"
Chapter completed!