He and Chen Zui used to be classmates.

When he was in junior high school, Chen Xian was a typical gangster-like character, who knew how to play without learning or skill, but he didn't have a bad heart.

Once, a powerful male classmate in the class accused him of stealing 50 yuan.

At that time, 50 dollars was quite a lot for a junior high school student.

Because of rumors, he was ostracized by classmates who didn't know the truth, and Chen Zui was the first to rush out to fight for him. The male classmate also found a group of gangster friends to beat him, and after Chen Zui found out, the two of them were beaten together.

When he was in the dark and helpless, it was Chen Zui who kept supporting him, believing in him, and sharing hardships with him, so the two became very good friends.

With the help of Chen Zui, Chen Xian was also admitted to the same high school as him.

is such a kind person, who actually suffered more slander and abuse than he used to, and even lost his life innocently.

This fact made Chen Xian unacceptable.

The so-called hell is empty, and the demons are probably like this in the world.

……

It wasn't until Chen Xian calmed down that Ji An asked about Ding Yicang.

"Do you know where Ding Yicang is?"

"She rolled down the mountain that day, and it was my brother who saved her." Chen Xian said.

"Brother?"

"You know. Chen Mo. He's my little brother. Chen Xian said, clicking on a photo from his mobile phone, "Shanglu is my son, with his mother's surname." In the past few years, I have been busy investigating the truth eight years ago, and the child has left the early, so Chen Mo is taking care of my son. ”

"So, isn't it a coincidence that we ran into them on the train?" Ji An asked.

"No, it's a coincidence." Chen Xian replied.

"Where is Ding Yicang now?" Jiang Zhou asked.

Chen Xian glanced at her: "Don't worry, she is in a very safe place." Now, only she knows where Ding Yibo is. ”

……

On this day, Ji An and Jiang Zhou did not stay in a hotel, but were taken to his house by Chen Xian.

It turned out that Chen Xian was originally from Qingcheng, so it was really a coincidence that Chen Mo and Shanglu came back this time.

"When are we going back?" Jiang Zhou closed the curtains.

"Let's stay here for two days." Ji An was originally sitting on the bed, but now he fell straight back.

The wound on my back is a little itchy.

She glanced at him: "Aren't you in a hurry?" ”

"There's so much going on these days, I want to take two days off. It's very secluded here anyway. He said.

In fact, I want to stay with you for two more days, even if I don't do anything.

That's it, in a small hidden place, which is good.

If you go back this time, you must follow Ding Yicang to find Ding Yibo.

Jiang Zhou thought that it would be because Ji An didn't want to see Ding Yibo, so he only delayed it for a few days.

"Come here." He patted the bed beneath him.

She felt like an obedient puppy, and as soon as he made a move, she obediently ran over and fell on top of him.

His chest was as warm and solid as ever, and the smell of salty sweat was there.

She felt him kissing her hair, even if it was so soft and delicate.

So, she propped herself up, put her face up, and waited for him to kiss him as gently as a feather.

"Uncle Ji An, Aunt Jiang Zhou, it's time to eat downstairs." Outside the house, there was a slightly immature voice from the trade route.

The two rubbed the tip of their noses and looked at each other and smiled, but Jiang Zhou still lay on his stomach and refused to get up.

"Jiang Zhou." He patted her ass.

She ignored him and simply buried her face and pretended to be dead.

"Get up and go down to eat."

“……”

"It's not good to be a guest at someone else's house."

“……”

"Jiang Zhou, you've gotten heavier."

"You talk nonsense!" She rubbed herself up, propped herself up on the bed with her knees, her hair messy like a chicken coop, and her face still had suppressed hair marks.

Ji An took the opportunity to sit up, stroked the pink scar on her face, and helped her smooth the exploding hair.

"Let's go." He stood up and took her hand downstairs.

……

They went downstairs and found that there were only Chen Zui and Chen Xian brothers and a child at home.

Even lunch was drunk.

Jiang Zhou looked at it suspiciously, and Shang Lu suddenly stood in front of her: "Grandma died, and grandpa became a monk." ”

Chen Zui filled the soup and said, "It's in the nearby temple." The old man felt that he had seen through the red dust, so he wrote a note and left. The next day I went to him with a trade route, and found that he had lost his hair. ”

"It's very chic." Jiang Zhou said.

He said that his wife is gone, and the children have grown up, so he has nothing to worry about. The ancient Buddha of the green lantern in the temple is his home. Chen Mo said.

She thought of the poem that Master Hongyi wrote to his disciples before he died:

The friendship of gentlemen, it is as light as water.

The elephant came, and the hurricane was thousands of miles away.

Asked Yu Heshi, Gur forgot to speak.

The branches are full of spring, and the moon is full.

……

"Your rice is very well cooked." Jiang Zhou said, "No wonder the business road was raised by you for nothing." ”

"Someone doesn't have time to be a daddy, so I have to be my second uncle." Chen Mo said.

Chen Xian held the bowl and glanced at him: "Who made you a speechless vagrant who has nothing to do all day."

Chen Mo rubbed Shang Lu's hair rudely and made a grimace: "Your father bullied me, and you didn't help the second uncle say a fair word." ”

Shang Lu dodged in disgust: "Are you full? ”

"Nope." Chen Mo replied.

"So idle?"

Chen Mo reacted and smiled embarrassedly at Ji An and Jiang Zhou: "My bear child...... I know, beating is kissing and scolding is love, and whoever you like the most dislikes the most! ”

"You said before that you were a retired soldier, and you had such a good temper when you were a soldier." Jiang Zhou said.

"Not really." Chen Mo hurriedly answered.

But he didn't expect Shang Lu to add: "That's why I'm always beaten." ”

Jiang Zhou and Ji An, as guests, pursed their lips and tried hard to hold back their laughter.

Chen Zui was not ambiguous at all, and laughed directly.

"Business road kids, you're so cute." Jiang Zhou said, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" ”

"Mountaineer. I'm going to conquer the highest mountain in the world. "Shanglu is very serious.

"That's amazing, I'm sure you'll be able to do it." Jiang Zhou gave a thumbs up.

Just talking and laughing, several people's moods relaxed a lot.

After lunch, Shang Lu came over with a small woven basket and opened it: "Auntie, this is the persimmon dried persimmon that the second uncle asked me to bring to you." ”

"Thank you." As soon as Jiang Zhou took it, Shang Lu pedaled away and moved a small bench to concentrate on reading his book.

She looked at the dried persimmons in the small basket and remembered the crisp persimmons of Xingyue.

It has been many days, and the green persimmons have been dried into dried persimmons.

Seeing her in a daze, Ji An knew what she was thinking, and he would not forget that at that time, it was in Xingyue that he was moved by Jiang Zhou.

He pinched and cut a piece and put it in front of her mouth, and she ate it very naturally, not forgetting to deliberately stick out her tongue and lick his hand.

It's itchy.

"Like a puppy." He said.

"It's sweet and doesn't have an astringent taste." She savored it carefully, "But I still like the crisp persimmons of Xingyue." ”

"Yes, I'll taste it." He said.

Naturally, she lifted her face and pouted slightly.

Ji An took a piece from the basket to eat, and his eyes were playful: "Do you want to teach bad children?" ”

Jiang Zhou was still a little ashamed, her movements were too natural and smooth, and it was completely a conditioned reflex and instinctive reaction.

"People are reading books carefully, where will they notice that there are two adults on one side who are talking about me and me in broad daylight?" Jiang Zhou said confidently.

Ji An stared at her: "It's not unorthodox." ”

Jiang Zhou's words completely amused her, she blinked, and her eyes flowed: "Have we done less unorthodox things?" ”

It was Ji An's turn to choke.

"Do you want me to help you remember?" Jiang Zhou smiled and put his hand on the waistband of his trousers, "Or... Save it for the evening and reminisce? ”

The words are tempting, like a serpent that spits out letters.

There are so many bright and white moonlight nights, so many vague and hot days, how can you remember it all in one night?

Those stories of him and her are enough to remember for a lifetime.

However, a life is long, and a life is short.

……

Jiang Zhou and Ji An were walking in Qingcheng in the evening, and there were very few people on the roadside, most of them were children who came out to play after eating.

Ji An took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Zhou.

She laughed, "How do you know I want to call Zava?" ”

"You've always remembered him. When I saw Shang Lu and the child, I missed him even more. He said.

"Hmm." Jiang Zhou dialed the phone, and a loud and excited voice came from the other end.

"Uncle Ji An!" Zawa shouted.

"It's me. Not your Uncle Ji An. Jiang Zhou said.

"Sister Xiao Jiang!" Zawa said.

"Zava, how are you doing?" Jiang Zhou asked.

"I'm fine, Uncle Cheng took special care of me and bought me a lot of toys and comic books! The nurse sister here is also very good to me. "Zava's voice does sound very energetic.

"Have you had dinner? Are you obedient? Jiang Zhou asked.

"Eat. There are obedient and obedient! I didn't cry when I took injections and medicines. Zawa was proud, "What about you, Sister Xiao Jiang, are you all doing well?" ”

"Don't worry, little one, everything is going well with me here. Let Uncle Ji An tell you a few words. Jiang Zhou handed him the phone.

Ji An is a man in the end, and he didn't know what to say when he took his mobile phone, so he said "bye-bye" after saying a word or two.

"That's it?" Jiang Zhou said.

"You said what I wanted to say." Ji An said innocently.

"It's like an old father and an old mother calling their children. The old mother chattered endlessly, and she had to ask about everything. As for the old father, either the second line was robbed. Or the first one to answer, and as soon as he said a word, he was asked, 'What about my mother'? Jiang Zhou said.

"You're analytical." Ji An said.

"Because that's how I used to be. My dad loves my mom more, and my mom loves me more. After Jiang Zhou finished speaking, he regretted it and wanted to slap himself to death.

She can't open which pot she can't mention.

knew that Ji An was an orphan, and he kept talking.

"It's okay, go on, I also want to hear what Jiang Zhou was like when I was a child?" Ji An's voice was very gentle.

"I'm sorry." She said.

"It's not a scar for me, you don't have to be afraid to uncover it. Heaven has its own arrangements for me, so I will send you to my side. ”

"Jiang Zhou, it's enough for me to have you."