"Brother Chu, don't ......" Murong Yin seemed to think of something and shouted softly.

"Oh. Chu Jiang hurriedly stopped all his movements and smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry just now, girl." ”

Yes, in Chu Jiang's heart, Murong Yin has always been like his sister.

"No, I should say I'm sorry. Murong Yin's face was full of red glow, "I accidentally ...... it"

After Murong Yin finished speaking, he got into the quilt and turned his face to the other side.

Chu Jiang took a deep breath, and then secretly thought relax, relax, relax...... After gradually resetting below, Chu Jiang curled up on the sofa.

Just when they were about to go to bed, Chu Jiang and Murong Yin discovered a problem at the same time, there was only one quilt in the room.

That's right, just a quilt!

If it is given to Chu Jiang, Murong Yin will definitely have a cold tomorrow, and if he has a cold, he will not be able to sing live broadcast.

If she left it to herself, she couldn't bear it, how could she let her brother Chu sleep on the sofa without a quilt.

"Brother Chu, ...... Come to sleep. "Murong Yin," we ...... One sleeps on the other. ”

"Okay. "Chu Jiang is not polite, he has hugged him, he has kissed him, and he has kissed him, and he is too polite.

The unceremonious Chu Jiang also got into the quilt, but Murong Yin's head was facing east, and Chu Jiang's head was facing west.

It was already the end of October, and the day difference in the countryside was still relatively large, and it was still quite cold at night, and occasionally a cool breeze blew in through the cracks in the red bricks, blowing Murong Yin in the quilt a little trembling.

"Sister Murong, are you cold?" Chu Jiang asked with concern, and then quipped, "Do you want Brother Chu to give you a warm hug?"

"Go, I'm warm, cold what's cold. Murong Yin rolled her eyes and complained, and the hard-spoken Murong Yin trembled slightly just after speaking.

"In front of my brother, pretend to be something. Chu Jiang turned around, his head was already facing east, and then he gave Murong Yin a strong hug, and then said resolutely, "Don't worry, just hold you, the cliff won't take advantage of you." ”

Go, holding such a beautiful woman and saying that you don't take advantage of it, it seems that only our Brother Jiang can say this kind of thing cheekily.

"Hmm. Murong Yin, who was worried about catching a cold, replied softly, and it was considered to be a promise.

So he hugged it like this, and after about ten minutes, Murong Yin gradually fell asleep.

"I am the Yangtze River, I am the Yangtze River...... I don't want to participate in the selection of the best female anchor of the year, don't ......" When Chu Jiang was about to fall asleep, Murong Yin woke up in a dream.

After Chu Jiang heard this, he remembered that twelve o'clock tonight was already the final deadline for the third round, so he smiled faintly and took out his mobile phone to operate for a while.

Suddenly, Chu Jiang had an urge to wake up Murong Yin and tell Murong Yin that he was the Yangtze River.

"Brother Chu, Brother Chu...... Do you like Allure or me...... Brother Chu ...... "Murong Yin started another dream.

It turned out that this girl fell in love with me and at the same time fell in love with Brother Chu in her heart, Chu Jiang's heart warmed, and she hugged Murong Yin tighter.

When you hold hands with a woman, time slips away from the woman's beautiful legs, when you kiss a woman, time slips through the woman's lips, and when you hug a woman, time slips away from the woman's twin peaks.

Our brother Jiang, who was warm in his heart, hugged Murong Yin until dawn.

When he woke up the next day, Murong Yin was still in his arms, looking at him with a pair of big clear eyes.

"Are you unwilling to leave Brother Chu's arms?" Chu Jiang quipped.

"Go!" Murong Yin rolled his eyes and broke free from Chu Jiang's embrace, "Virtue." ”

When she left Chu Jiang's embrace, she seemed to feel a little lost in her heart, perhaps lamenting that the story in bed last night had not developed in depth.

"Hey, why is it so noisy outside?" Chu Jiang also rolled over.

"Yes, it should be the person who forcibly demolished the ancestral shrine again. Murong Yin hurriedly combed his hair, "Let's go out and have a look later." ”

"Okay. "Chu Jiang is quite interested in rural affairs, and besides, he has already said it yesterday, and he wants to get justice for Murong Yin's father.

When he came out of the room, Murong Yin's sister-in-law and parents were no longer there.

"Let's have a bowl of porridge and go and see. Murong Yin said as he gave Chu Jiang a bowl of porridge and a bowl for himself.

The radish greens and white porridge were very refreshing, Chu Jiang ate two bowls in a row, and Murong Yin only ate one bowl, so they set off.

The people in the village all rushed in one direction, and Murong Yin took Chujiang's hand and rushed in that direction.

"Let's go!" Chu Jiang exerted a little force, and Murong Yin ran with Chu Jiang a little untouched, and seemed to feel a little like a cloud.

Murong Yin looked at Chu Jiang next to him in surprise, but Chu Jiang was like a Xinting leisurely walk, his face was not red, and he was not panting.

Chu Jiang followed the flow of people and soon came to the outside of the ancestral shrine of the Murong family.

There are almost more than 1,000 people in Murong Yin's village, almost all of them are surnamed Murong, and they all have an ancestral ancestral hall, which is the ancestral ancestral hall of the Murong family.

The ancestral hall of the Murong family is located in a relatively remote place outside the village, with a courtyard house built inside a large wall, covering an area of hundreds of square meters, with mountains on both sides.

To put it bluntly, the ancestral ancestral hall of the Murong family was built in a mountain col, and it is better to build the ancestral ancestral hall like this, and the feng shui is better.

When Chu Jiang and the others rushed there, there were already hundreds of people gathered outside the ancestral hall of the Murong family, and they looked like they were in a roar.

"The ancestral shrine can't be demolished, and you can't demolish it no matter how much you give!" The ancestral shrine can't be demolished, and you can't demolish it no matter how much you give!" shouted as the people excitedly brandished their arms such as poles, hoes, and sickles.

"Uncle, is there another person from the Xinran Group?" Murong Yin pulled a familiar villager and asked.

"Yes!" the villager sighed, "if we don't demolish our ancestral shrine, they will have to build a tunnel several kilometers long, and it seems that they are struggling with us!"

"But this is our ancestral shrine, how can we say that it will be demolished!" Murong Yin also said indignantly.

"Yes, what about the ancestral shrine that has been around for hundreds of years, how can it be moved casually. The people around him said excitedly.

"Our Murong family doesn't agree, and they dare to forcibly demolish it?" asked Murong Yin suspiciously.

"But our patriarch agreed, saying that for the sake of the overall situation, to put it bluntly, our patriarch just took the benefits of other people!" an uncle took over the conversation and said.

"Yes, the ancestral shrine can't be demolished, and no matter how much money you give, you can't demolish it!" Then the uncles and aunts shouted slogans.

Murong Yin and Chu Jiang found Murong Yin's father and asked, and what Murong Jun said was almost the same as what the uncle and aunt in front of him said.

"At this moment, more than a dozen villager representatives are negotiating with the patriarch's family, all of them are inside, and behind the patriarch's family are dozens of people on the road, all holding weapons in their hands, looking vicious. Murong Jun said as he pointed to the inside of the ancestral hall.

"Dad, you've got a head injury, go back quickly!" Murong Yin looked around and saw that there were several people wearing straps, probably injured at the same time as his father.

"It's okay, I'll take a look. Murong Jun shook his head and said, "Staying at home and not knowing anything is even harder." ”

"Well, be careful yourself. Murong Yin looked concerned, and then said to Chu Jiang, "Brother Chu, let's go inside and have a look." ”

"Okay. Chu Jiang took Murong Yin's hand, squeezed it for a while, and then entered the ancestral hall of the Murong family.

"Fellow villagers, fellow villagers, we must have a concept of the overall situation, the state wants to build a highway near our village, which is very beneficial to our village, and the relocation of the ancestral shrine can at least save hundreds of millions, or even billions of financial resources for the country!" A patriarch in his sixties and seventies said loudly, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Is it for the country, or for the contracting company?" said a tall, middle-aged villager with a sickle in his hand.

"......," the patriarch was speechless.