296 life is worse than death
296 life is worse than death
"Eh!"
Although the response was soft, Wilson heard it.
Hearing that Rosemary had agreed, Wilson's heart was very happy. Since he had agreed, did it mean
that she had accepted him from the bottom of her heart?
"Well, let me help you out! I just went outside and turned around, and there doesn't seem to be any
electricity in here?" Rosemary said as she helped Wilson slowly stand up and walk out.
Hearing Rosemary say so, Wilson's face flashed a touch of disgust, what kind of village is this that
would not even have electricity yet.
I know Wilson will be uncomfortable when he hears himself say that, but there is no way, who let them
live now, is such a bird does not live in the place ah! This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
"I know you're definitely not used to it, but I do think it's nice so we can see for ourselves what it's like in
a world without electricity, running water, or the Internet."
As soon as the words left his mouth, he heard Wilson say, "Life is worse than death!"
Poof ......
"Is it that serious?" Rosemary was not expecting that Wilson would say such a sentence.
But in Rosemary's opinion, she thinks the air here is really good, after all, this place is surrounded by
mountains, beautiful environment, fresh air, if an investor is willing to invest, if this place is made into a
resort, business will be very good!
After all, pollution is now too serious, and it is too difficult to find a place with beautiful mountains and
unpolluted air, and these ancient villages here have just such conditions.
"What's on your mind?"
"I was just thinking about what you just said!" Said Wilson as he helped him walk outside.
A raised eyebrow, he had said something, he had just said something that seemed to be a lot of things,
just not sure what she was thinking of that.
"I've just said so many things, I wonder which one you're thinking of?" Slightly turning his head
sideways, Wilson looked at her and said.
Once he saw this look, Rosemary knew that this guy began to think wrong again, can not help but
skim, said: "I was just thinking that although this place is relatively remote ancient village, if an investor
is willing to pay for the development of this place into a resort, may be a good business opportunity."
The corners of his lips curled up slightly as Wilson looked at Rosemary, gesturing for her to continue.
"I went around outside today, this place is surrounded by mountains on all sides, the scenery is
beautiful, and the houses here are all antique, which will also become a big beautiful scene. The most
important thing is that the land here can be planned them well and can be rented to those who come
over here to grow for their old age, both for entertainment and for health, which is a novelty for all those
rich people."
"Your suggestion is good, when my leg is better, we will come back to see!" With these words,
Rosemary had helped Wilson to come inside the courtyard.
When the older woman saw Rosemary helping Wilson out, she came over, looked at Wilson's leg and
asked, "How do you feel, is it better?"
"Much better, it doesn't hurt as much as it did at the beginning!"
Perhaps because the older woman took care of them as if they were her own children, so Wilson's tone
of voice toward them was noticeably softer.
"That's good, that's good! Then you guys sit here first, I'll go see how the chicken soup stew is coming
along." After saying that, the older lady smiled and walked away.
Wilson only then began to take a serious look at the house, and the nearby scenery, the landscape is
indeed good, although it is rural, but the house is located in a tight and orderly, each house is a bit with
the ancient house architecture, it is no wonder Rosemary would suggest that do resort.
"Are all the houses here like this?"
"Um, basically!"
Rosemary took out a bowl, lifted the kettle on the table and poured a bowl of boiling water for Wilson,
placing it in front of him.
"Drink a little boiling water, this is the uncle himself picked honeysuckle dried tea, you try?"
Looking at the bowl inside the somewhat yellowish water, Wilson picked up the bowl and smelled a
faint scent of honeysuckle, and took two sips, the taste was very good.
The effect of honeysuckle, clearing heat and detoxifying, cooling and dispersing wind-heat, is a rare
and good medicine.
"Very tasty!"
"Yes! At the beginning when the aunt poured it for me to drink, I thought it was very good, only the aunt
said I was pregnant with a child and should not drink much!"
With that, Rosemary's face showed a little regret.
Stretched out his hand on the tip of her nose gently scraped, said with a smile: "like to drink, we next
time with the aunt to buy a little back, when you have finished giving birth, in the slow brewing drink can
not be."
A slight smile, she is just saying, as long as it is not good for the child, even if she is enjoying eating,
she will hold back.
The words fell, finished thinking of the group of people who chased Anthony that night, suddenly looked
at Wilson and asked, "Wilson, why do you think those people are after Mr. Green?"
Ever since she was saved by Uncle, Rosemary has been wondering what kind of hatred those people
have with Mr. Green that they would do such a terrible thing.
There is also the question of why Mr. Green would call himself to come over at the last critical moment,
could these things be related to himself?
Rosemary feels that the more she thinks about it, the more confused her brain becomes, although on
the surface she pretends to be as if nothing is wrong, but only she knows that her heart does not know
how many doubts waiting for her to solve.
Wilson heard Rosemary so asked, the body slightly stiff, then said: "I think this problem should only be
clear to those who are after Mr. Green, but now that uncle has gone, you should listen to uncle's words,
do not think so much about anything, they just want to see you flat Abby, happy and joyful look. "
Nodded, Wilson said these words, she did not do not understand, but she always felt that this matter is
not so simple, there seems to be a lot of things that she does not know.
Seeing that she was still thinking, Wilson reached out and tapped her on the forehead and said
dotingly, "Don't think so much, no matter what you meet ahead, you have to have me by your side,
okay?"
"Eh, I know!"
After a pause, Rosemary continued: "Mr. Green has always treated me as his daughter, when my
mother was still alive, he would often come to my house to dine, know that after my mother's accident,
uncle did not come to my house, even the company he rarely go, but every year on my birthday, I will
receive uncle to send But every year on my birthday, I would receive a birthday gift from my uncle. At
that time, I would also clamor for my father to ask him to come home to play, but every time my father
was busy with work to shrug it off, now that I think back, my uncle must have something to hide from
me!
With these words, Rosemary subconsciously put her hand on her chest, as if sensing something.