"What you said is true, how could she..."

Jiang Yihuan asked in disbelief.

"Actually, I didn't want to talk about it, I don't like to talk about people's strengths and weaknesses behind my back. But I don't want you to blame yourself too much. ”

Zhou Youcai's face showed a rare seriousness.

Then he turned around and rode back on a tricycle.

Jiang Yihuan slowly closed his eyes, raised his head and sighed.

He wouldn't lie to himself about those words.

And now it doesn't matter which is right or wrong, it's important to know that you're missing someone who doesn't deserve your liking.

It should be thankful.

If you don't really love yourself, then why bother yourself.

As for her, what's the matter if she's gone.

It's not that you don't love, but you don't deserve to love yourself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yihuan sighed deeply.

Gently wipe away the tears that have been cooled by the breeze.

"Wangwang"

A dog barked interrupted Jiang Yihuan's thoughts.

"Kuroko. ”

A big black dog rushed straight towards Jiang Yihuan, standing up and putting its two paws on Jiang Yihuan's arm, while sticking out its tongue and panting.

"You foodie, remember me. ”

The black dog danced more cheerfully when he heard this.

In the past, as long as Jiang Yihuan was at home, he would go to the mountains and rivers to get some mountain goods, fish and shrimp and the like, so this is why this big black dog is so excited.

"Baba, is this our dog?

The little girl looked at the black dog in front of her with some excitement.

I couldn't help but step forward and touch the hair on the black dog's body.

"Whoa..."

A terrible howl came from the dog's mouth, as if it had encountered the most terrible thing.

"When did this guy become so timid, is it his own system girl? Is it the system or the girl? What is it, weird. ”

Jiang Yihuan was a little puzzled and muttered in his mouth.

When I came to the back kitchen, I saw my mother cooking on a fire.

His mother is in her forties and less than fifty years old, but a few strands of white hair are so dazzling.

The knife of the years ruthlessly carved wrinkles on her face, and her originally straight waist was bent by the weight of life.

"Mom, I'm back. You rest, I'll cook. ”

Wang Hongxia took the firewood and was about to add some to the stove, when she heard an extremely familiar voice from behind her, but she hadn't heard it for a long time.

Looking back, sure enough, it was his son who had returned.

And really brought a little girl.

Just now, someone told her what happened at the entrance of the village.

At first, she didn't believe it, but she knew her own son very well.

But looking at this scene at this moment, I have to believe it.

He picked up the burning stick in his hand, and his face was full of anger.

It's a stick on Jiang Yihuan's ass.

"Leaving you messing around outside. ”

Then another stick was whipped into the thigh.

"Make you sorry for Xiaoling. ”

While pumping his son with a burning stick, he was angry.

Seeing that her son was motionless and allowed to be whipped by herself, Wang Hongxia's burning stick raised again stopped in mid-air.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I knew I was wrong. ”

Jiang Yihuan knew that this matter could not be explained clearly, so he simply took the initiative to admit his mistake.

Don't dare to let the originally haggard mother get angry more.

"Don't hit me. Grandma, don't hit me. ”

The little girl once again exerted her god-like ability.

Sure enough, when I heard the word grandma.

"Bang Dang"

The burning stick fell to the ground, and he reached out and doted on the little girl.

Grandchildren are the least resistant to everyone who is a grandparent.

"Good granddaughter, good, good..."

I can't bother to lose my temper with my son anymore.

"What's your name, little girl?"

The little girl's bright eyes looked at Wang Hongxia.

"I don't know?"

"Don't know?"

Wang Hongxia had just calmed down a little, and there were some signs of seizures.

"Mom, Mom... Don't worry. You give it a name. ”

Jiang Yihuan was afraid that his mother would be in a hurry again, so he made up a story randomly.

said that he went out with friends a few years ago and drank too much.

And then I had something with a strange girl, and I didn't leave any contact information.

Recently, the girl found herself, took the little girl to her, and disappeared again.

I also did a paternity test, and I brought it back after confirming that it was my daughter.

After listening to her son's explanation, Wang Hongxia's mood gradually calmed down.

It's not too bad, but it's reasonable.

"Then it can't be without a name, right?"

Wang Hongxia frowned and looked at the little girl again.

Underneath the small eyebrows, there are a pair of watery eyes. Lively eyes, as if they can speak, but also reveal a hint of mischievousness.

The small nose is slightly upturned. Get rid of a little beauty billet.

"Or it's called Jiang Tingting. Okay, my little good granddaughter. ”

The little girl tilted her head, as if she was really thinking about whether it was suitable or not.

"Okay grandma. My name is Tingting. ”

Saying that, he looked up at Jiang Yihuan: "Baba, my name is Jiang Tingting, okay?"

"Good, good... If you like it, it's fine. ”

Jiang Yihuan also thinks this name is quite nice.

"You two go out first, and I'll cook for you. The kitchen is dirty. ”

Glancing at Jiang Yihuan, Wang Hongxia asked her son to take Tingting out as she spoke.

"Mom, it's better for you to take a break, I'll help you cook. You're going to take a good look at your granddaughter. ”

Wang Hongxia looked at her son in front of her, who was a head taller than herself. A bright smile on his young and handsome face.

Although it was an accident, it also brought her the long-awaited granddaughter.

"Well, I'd like to see more of my good granddaughter. ”

In a few moments, a few plates of fragrant farmhouse dishes are ready.

After the three grandparents finished eating happily, Wang Hongxia spoke.

"Huanhuan, I'll go to work in the orchard later. You are at home with Tingting. ”

"You better take a break, I'll get it from the orchard. ”

Jiang Yihuan pushed away his mother's hand that was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and helped her to sit down on the wooden chair.

With a solemn face, he continued to speak: "Mom, first of all, you have to figure out a little bit, if your health is not good. We won't be at ease either. Besides, I want to go back to the village to help you. Share some of it for you. I'm also at ease. ”

Seeing that her son was very serious, Wang Hongxia no longer insisted.

Jiang Yichen walked to the room and secretly entered the Shennong Ancient Realm once.

He filled a glass of spring water, walked out and handed it to his mother.

"You drink some water first, and I'll go to the orchard first. ”

Wang Hongxia took the water cup and drank it, and suddenly felt refreshed.

The tiredness after a long morning's work dissipated.

I feel a lot lighter.

Watching her mother's eyes gradually clear, her tired look recovered a lot.

Then he picked up his tools, carried a bag of fertilizer, and went to the orchard in the back mountain.

"Baba, Baba, you have to come back quickly. ”

Jiang Tingting was a little reluctant.

"Okay, Baba will come back when he's done his work. ”

Jiang Yihuan turned his head. said to Tingting lovingly.

As soon as he walked a short distance, a dark shadow followed.

"Kuroko, why are you coming along? You don't necessarily have meat to eat today. ”

The big black dog shook his head, looking like I didn't believe it.

After walking for about 20 minutes, I came to my orchard.

The orchard in front of me is full of pear trees, and it is not yet ripe.

The pear trees are not very tall. The pears are also very small.

Jiang Yihuan put down the fertilizer, picked up the tools and started working.

Young bodies also work very fast.

It didn't take long to get it all done.

However, Jiang Yihuan found that the leaves of a pear tree were a little wilted, and it looked like it was about to die.

Every tree here was planted by her mother, and it would be distressing for her to see this dying fruit tree.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yihuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

If you irrigate it with the spring water of Shennong's ancient realm, will it come back to life?