The whole alley is a little cold, probably because the people who buy here are from wealthy families, and they all go back to their homes to eat at the beginning of the year, quietly, and few voices come out.

It seems to be completely separated from the hustle and bustle of Kyoto outside the alley, and there is an illusion of isolation.

Tang Jingyun didn't mind, but occasionally she could hear the sound of firecrackers outside, coming from afar, and she couldn't really hear it.

It was already dark outside, and she brought the dishes from the kitchen to the table in the main room one by one, making ten dishes and piling up a small table of eight immortals.

There are two pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the table, which looks quite happy.

She sat down on the stool herself, quietly waiting for a man to return.

When Jiang Ye pushed open the door, he saw such a scene, sumptuous dishes, pairs of dishes and chopsticks, and a beautiful woman was lowering her eyes, her cheeks shining under the light of the lamp.

His heart was filled with satisfaction in this moment.

The first half of his life was always alone, and what he asked for was probably nothing more than that, and he was no longer lonely when he went home. As long as he knew that there was someone waiting for him at home, his heart was hot as hot.

"Coming back?"

The woman looked up at him with a smile in her eyes and a little surprise.

"Well, I'm back."

Jiang Ye smiled and nodded, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and then sat down.

He didn't mention what he had experienced in Jiang's house, nor did he mention his mood at this time, just because he drove a car alone, bypassing most of Kyoto City, and coming from that table to this table was enough to explain a lot of things.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, two people sat at the same table eating food, which was particularly warm.

Jiang Ye sandwiched a chopstick of green vegetables, and when he entered the mouth, he found that the taste was a little wrong, and when he saw the shredded meat mixed in the leaves, he couldn't help but purse his lips and smile.

Under the lights, it is two lonely hearts warming each other.

After eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Jiang Ye naturally took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Tang Jingyun sat in the living room, turning on the TV, and the Spring Festival Gala had been playing for a long time.

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And the Tang family, which is far away on the other side of Kyoto, is not a good atmosphere at this time.

Old Man Tang, Mrs. Tang, Tang Zhiqian and his wife, Tang Lingzheng, Tang Yushan, and Tang Shaoming, the illegitimate son who was taken home, the seven of them sat at a table, looking lively, but the atmosphere was a little deserted.

A handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, his eyes were red at this time, tears were rolling in his eyes, and he looked extremely aggrieved.

The old man Tang who was sitting on the main seat finally put down his chopsticks, and dissatisfaction flashed on his old face that was already full of wrinkles, "Since Shaoming's mother misses her son, let Shaoming go back for a reunion dinner, and it is not good for people to say that our Tang family separates the mother-son relationship." ”

Tang Shaoming sighed in his heart, secretly saying that it was not good, the old man Tang's tone at this time was clearly annoyed, and he complained about his mother in his heart, and the rest of the family didn't like him, so he finally flattered the old man, and now he was most of his feelings broken by his mother's crying on the phone.

"Cheng, I'll ask Uncle Qin to arrange someone to send Shaoming back." When Tang Zhiqian heard this, he naturally nodded in agreement.

Tang Shaoming's face was a little pale, he was an illegitimate child, and he was finally able to have a reunion dinner at the Tang family, seeing that he was about to be recognized by the Tang family, but he was sent back halfway through the meal, what is this?

After today, I don't know how many people will become a joke again!

Tang Shaoming still left, no matter how unwilling he was, the old man spoke, and he didn't dare not listen.

As soon as he left, the people at the table didn't have much to eat, so they ate hastily and left.

Tang Zhiqian accompanied Old Man Tang, the old man closed his eyes and recuperated, and suddenly said, "Shaoming was not raised in the Tang family since he was a child, he is only suitable for petting, and the burden of the family will fall on Ling Zheng's shoulders in the future." ”

Tang Zhiqian smiled and nodded, "That's nature." ”

Besides, with such an excellent comparison of Tang Jingyun's daughter, he was disappointed in Tang Shaoming in his heart, and suddenly remembered Tang Jingyun's sneering face, he seemed to have not seen her for a long time, right?

Remembering the last time the two of them talked, she seemed to dislike him very much and didn't want to recognize him at all.

I couldn't help but laugh in my heart, Shaoming was Baba who wanted to be recognized by the Tang family, but Jingyun's girl couldn't wait to clear up the relationship with the Tang family and him.

Thinking like this, the smile on his face faded, and his heart seemed to be gently twisted, a little stuffy, a little painful, is he so unpopular?

The old mansion of the Tang family is very large, it is said that it was handed down from the previous era, although it has been renovated, but the heavy style still exists.

Outside the house, Tang Lingzheng looked at the house where he had lived for many years, and suddenly felt like he was suffocated and out of breath, and his heart seemed to be suppressed by this dull atmosphere, unable to beat vividly.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, when he was a child, he had also been coquettish in front of his grandfather and father, but when did this qiē change?

He didn't remember, the only impression left was probably the mother who had always been a beautiful lady there hysterically questioning his father, his father looked indifferent and had no feelings, and then he became sensible, and when he was sensible, there was naturally no reason to be coquettish.

Thinking of the farce at the table today, a cold mockery flashed on his face, Tang Shaoming just now was like a clown, staging a farce in front of everyone. Sometimes even he can't help but be surprised, how does Tang Shaoming's brain grow, do you think that the old man can let him mess around with a little good face?

Suddenly remembered the woman who still refused to step into the Tang family, she was smart and withdrew early, no, she had never fallen into, how could she get out?

With one hand in her pocket, feeling the biting chill, she couldn't help but sneer, what was she doing now? No matter what you do, it's much better than their unseemly Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, right?

Tang Lingzheng's eyes flashed with slight mockery, and a smile appeared on his always gloomy and handsome face, but it looked a little sad and melancholy.

A family doesn't make a family, a family doesn't make a family......

He took out his mobile phone and planned to send a New Year's message to an acquaintance, but when he turned to Tang Jingyun's contact, he couldn't help but smile.

I don't know why, he was thinking that if he was replaced by Tang Jingyun, today's dull dinner should be a little more interesting, thinking of the cold arrogance shown on the indifferent phoenix eyes, the mockery that the thin lips provoked, and a little expectation inexplicably rose in his heart.

When he heard the sound of high heels behind him, he knew that it was his sister Tang Yushan, and when he looked back at her, he saw her with resentment and disgust on her face.

"It's disgusting, if it weren't for grandpa's force, I wouldn't want to sit at the same table with that. still pretending to be pitiful, so he doesn't know how to think that my Tang family has treated him badly. Tang Yushan said indignantly.

Tang Lingzheng's expression was indifferent, his hair was blown in the night breeze, and the corners of his mouth were raised, "It's just an illegitimate child born and raised by a little woman outside, Yushan, don't forget your identity." ”

Tang Yushan's always pitiful face did not hide her disgust, her thick eyelashes were like a cloud of black gas in the night, and she snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Tang Yushan unexpectedly remembered Tang Jingyun's faint and smiling face, and she could jump to her feet angrily every time, but ...... But she is more like the Tang family than Tang Shaoming! In a corner of my heart, a little regret quietly rose, why didn't this woman come back? This is also better than Tang Shaoming's!

In fact, even Tang Yushan herself didn't find out that her current dislike for Tang Jingyun had long since faded, and even if Tang Jingyun returned to the Tang family now, she probably wouldn't reject her too much. It's a pity that Tang Jingyun has long lost the idea of returning to the Tang family in this life.

Things in the world are always like this, unintentionally planting willows and willows, but unfortunately the person who planted the willows is already unintentional, so naturally he will not care about the willow branch.

She glanced at the indifferent Tang Lingzheng who was smiling, and turned to leave.

Tang Lingzheng stood in place, watching his sister leave, his expression was unpredictable, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, he sent the edited text message in his hand, and put the phone back in his pocket.

I don't know what Tang Jingyun's expression was when she saw the text message? Thinking of this, his mood was inexplicably much better.

When did he start to have a different opinion about the illegitimate daughter he hated from the beginning, and even faintly agreed? Sometimes he thinks that it would be nice if she were his own sister, so that he can share the pressure on his shoulders with her, instead of being stabbed by her every time he meets.

She used a kind of indifference to bridge the gap with the Tang family, he couldn't understand her, the terrible woman who was obviously young but already deep.

Maybe it was the experience of her youth that made her temperament, right? When she was still in Kyoto, she was already begging for a living on the street, and her tenacity seemed to have been tempered by a thousand times, perhaps in this way.

He didn't owe Tang Jingyun, his mother was also a victim in this incident, but, he thought, his father owed her, right? It's a pity that she has grown up and no longer needs anyone to make up for it. Even if you make up for it, it won't help.

Thinking of Tang Jingyun's flamboyant phoenix eyes when she spoke, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart,

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Tang Jingyun, who was on the other side, happened to take a bite of the piece of cantaloupe that Jiang Ye brought to her mouth, and the neatly cut cantaloupe was missing, and the neat tooth marks looked extremely cute, which made Jiang Ye's heart crispy and itchy for a moment.

He put the rest of the half in his mouth, and it was sweet.

Tang Jingyun glanced at him and said with a smile, "You really don't dislike it." ”

Jiang Ye squinted and smiled, "My wife's saliva, have I eaten less?" ”

"Hooligans!" Tang Jingyun smiled and scolded, her face felt hot, this man was a little unbearable when he talked about meat.

At this moment, the screen of her mobile phone lit up, she clicked on it to see that it was a text message, her eyes stayed in the sender's column for three seconds, and then she glanced at the text message, which was a very vulgar New Year's greeting text message, and couldn't help laughing, Tang Lingzheng This is a convulsion, right?

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ye said with a smile.

"It's okay," Tang Jingyun threw her phone aside, "It's just a boring text message." "Turned his head and continued to eat cantaloupe with Jiang Ye, but the corners of his mouth curled a little wider.

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