Yan Jianan sighed, "You can become a monk." ”

"That's not going to happen, I don't have much faith personally, and the most important thing is to be happy."

"Okay, okay, everything you say is right."

Yan Jianan jumped down from the bench and ran to Qiao Xiang to help choose vegetables.

The mother and son talked and laughed, so unhappy.

Qiao Xiang planned to make Yan Jianan's oil, wheat and vegetable egg soup at night, and then make a white sugar cold tomato, and was about to ask Yan Jianan if he wanted to eat meat, when someone knocked on the door outside.

The door of the small courtyard is a wooden door, which is usually so hidden, and it is not until the night that Qiao Xiang locks it with chains, so the people outside can push the door open.

Qiao Xiang shouted to please come in, the door opened, and a man wearing a black peak-necked T-shirt and glasses came in from outside, carrying a piece of fresh pork in his hand.

"Director Jiang?"

Qiao Xiang saw someone coming and quickly stood up.

Jiang Hongliang is the village director of Ayding Village, and he is not very old, only in his thirties, but it is estimated that he has been in the village for too long, his skin is dark, and he doesn't clean himself up much, so he looks old.

Yan Jianan was originally smiling with Qiao Xiang, but when he saw Jiang Hongliang, his face collapsed, and he ran inside as soon as he threw the food in his hand, slamming Qiao Xiang's bedroom door.

Qiao Xiang: "......"

Jiang Hongliang was also embarrassed, seeing that the kid didn't want to see him, he scratched his head, and said embarrassedly, "I met the principal on the road, and the principal said that your son is here, and I ride a bicycle, which is also convenient, so I bought a piece of meat and came over to ......."

As he spoke, he handed the meat in his hand to Qiao Xiang.

Qiao Xiang stood in front of the man, was silent for two seconds, and reached out to take the piece of meat.

This little thing is not worth much in the city, let alone in the countryside, even if Qiao Xiang accepts it, she will not owe much favor, but she knows that Jiang Hongliang will take care of her if he is good to her, so accepting his things is equivalent to accepting his care.

Qiao Xiang said to Jiang Hongliang, "If Director Jiang doesn't dislike it, stay here for a light meal at night." ”

"Teacher Qiao......"

"Do you hate that the food I cook is not delicious?"

Qiao Xiang laughed, and Jiang Hongliang also laughed.

In the month when Qiao Xiang came, Jiang Hongliang brought a few people over to clean up the house for her, and as a thank you, Qiao Xiang cooked a meal for them, maybe they couldn't get used to the dishes made by the people in the city, and joked with Qiao Xiang, saying how could she support herself.

But Qiao Xiang felt that the dishes he made were not so unpalatable.

At least, as far as the preface goes, Risen can still eat......

When Qiao Xiang was chopping vegetables and meat in the kitchen, Yan Jianan was lying on the bed in the house playing games, not wanting to come out and see that undesirable guy.

Jiang Hongliang knew that the kid didn't like him, so he asked Qiao Xiang, "You see that your son seems to be very resistant to me, I'll forget about this meal." ”

"What's the matter, ignore him." The children are so stingy, can they have a stomach when they grow up?

Jiang Hongliang stood on Qiao Xiang's left side, looking at Qiao Xiang's side face, he liked it so much that he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

But thinking that he is a gentleman, he can't be like this, although Qiao Xiang is divorced, his reputation is important, and he can't be unclear.

"That...... Mr. Qiao, can I call you by your name in the future? Jiang Hongliang asked.

Qiao Xiang turned his head to look at him, this man was honest, and his face turned red when he spoke.

Qiao Xiang smiled and nodded, "You can just call me by my name." ”

"Then I'll call you Xiangxiang, okay?"

"Well, that's what my parents call me."

Jiang Hongliang had beads of sweat on his forehead, all of which had just been nervous.

Qiao Xiang looked at him like this, and thought he was very cute.

Jiang Hongliang came to this place before taking the village official examination, he studied law at Hui University, and after graduation, he came to Ayding Village and stayed for nearly ten years. He has feelings for Ayding Village, and he didn't leave the civil service examination a few years ago, because the villagers of Ayding Village didn't make a fortune for a day, and he didn't feel at ease for a day.

"I heard from the principal that you went to the county for a meeting last week, and the previous proposal passed?" Qiao Xiang was idle, and asked by the way when he was chopping vegetables.

Jiang Hongliang laughed. At the mention of this, he couldn't hide his joy.

He took off his glasses, wiped them with a cloth and put them back on, and then said to Qiao Xiang, "It's passed, but to realize this dream, you have to take it step by step." ”

"Is it about the development of tourism in the village of Aydin?"

"You see, there is a Shijing Temple in Aydin Village, and many people come to pray and make wishes every year. And there are so many Bodhisattvas on the mountain along the way, which many people like to worship, and the route from Ayding Village to Waning Village has become a tourist route, isn't it good? ”

After listening to Jiang Hongliang's words, Qiao Xiang narrowed his eyes, "Director Jiang, are you advocating superstition among the whole people?" ”

Jiang Hongliang laughed hahaha, "What do you think." ”

The geographical location of Aydin Village is superior, the soil is fertile, and almost every household of the local villagers has grown strawberries, milk strawberries and chocolate strawberries, which have been sold for 60-100 yuan a catty on the market, why don't the villagers plant strawberries in large quantities and ship them to sell outside?

In addition, now the farmhouse is popular, tourists can come to Aydin Village to pick strawberries, the villagers build farmhouses and inns for tourists to live, the tourism industry is done, and Aydin Village will become rich sooner or later.

Qiao Xiang listened carefully to Director Jiang's analysis of the vigorous development plan of tourism in Ayding Village, and the more he listened, the more reliable he felt. She has been here for almost two months, and she also has a deep understanding of the good air, good water quality, very nourishing, plus the temples on the mountain and the Bodhisattvas along the road, maybe this is really a good tourist route.

Yan Jianan heard the two chatting outside in the house, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth: Mom now not only cares about the childhood happiness of left-behind children, but also cares about the fortune of the whole village, why doesn't she go to the election of deputies to the National People's Congress to care about national affairs.

Yan Jianan continued to play games, not wanting to go out and talk to the two of them.

But he was angry in his heart, he came to visit the fuck, what kind of light bulb is that surnamed Jiang here, it's really annoying!

During the meal, Jiang Hongliang sat opposite Yan Jianan.

Jiang Hongliang brought the pork, Qiao Xiang fried a pot meat, Jiang Hongliang gave Yan Jianan back to the pot meat, Yan Jianan's swished bowl away, and said lukewarmly, "I'm sorry, I don't eat fatty meat." ”

Qiao Xiang glared at him, "Where are you so picky, don't you eat fatty meat at home!" ”

Yan Jianan: "That's the meat that my dad bought with his money, and I eat all the fat and thin, but it's not my dad's money to buy it......"

Qiao Xiang: "......"

Jiang Hongliang: "......"

Yan Jianan picked up the rice and said vaguely, "My dad usually only smells of aftershave, at most it smells like cologne, and there will never be any and pig." ”

Jiang Hongliang: "......"

Qiao Xiang snapped his chopsticks, "Why are there so many words, do you have so many words to eat in front of your father!" ”

Yan Jianan flattened his mouth, "My dad hasn't eaten with me for a long time, and you have run so far, have you ever thought that it is possible that I am also a left-behind child!" ”

Qiao Xiang was stunned, and then he was very sad.

Jiang Hongliang wanted to get up and leave because he was here to affect the relationship between mother and son, "Xiangxiang, I'm done eating, I'll leave first, there is still something going on in the office." ”

He ate half a bowl of rice, where would he eat so quickly.

Qiao Xiang knew that he was embarrassed here, so he didn't keep him.

In the countryside, it gets dark early at night.

The light bulb hanging on the beam, under the yellow light, was Qiao Xiang's red eyes.

Outside the house, crickets were singing, and in the evening breeze, the plants in the garden rustled.

Yan Jianan's eyes were also red and swollen to leave, he was holding his breath and didn't cry, if Qiao Xiang pulled him into his arms at this time, he would really cry.

"Today I was at the station and I met human traffickers." Yan Jianan choked a lump of rice, this rice is not as delicious as at home, it is not glutinous or fragrant, and Xiangxiang usually eats this.

Qiao Xiang looked at him nervously, "What?" Traffickers? Is there anything wrong with you? ”

"Hmph, if I have something, can I still come to see you?"

“……”

"Mom, you've been here for two months, have you finished replenishing your lack of spirit? When you're done adding, come back with me. ”

"I'm not going back."

Qiao Xiang was very resolute, lowered his head to eat, and clearly told Yan Jianan, "I like it here, if I can, I will stay here for the rest of my life." ”

Yan Jianan glared at her with squinted eyes, "Are you planning to stay here and marry that old black!" ”

“…… The surname is Jiang! ”

"I don't care if his surname is Jiang or Mao, in short, I don't want this person to be my stepfather!"

"Oh, you're pretty good at Chinese history!"

"That's, I don't look at who my grandfather is, the ...... surnamed Jiang"

"Yan Jianan, I don't like your current tone!"

Qiao Xiang had a serious face, and Yan Jianan wilted in an instant.

When you hold chopsticks in your hand, the already unpalatable meal becomes even more tasteless.

Yan Jianan put down his chopsticks, lowered his head, and his eyes were blurred for a while.

Tears fell into the bowl, and I really felt like I was in a bag.

Qiao Xiang watched her son cry, and she herself was uncomfortable.

Sometimes I feel that I am quite willful, I have children, why can't I bear it, endure it again, and I have made do with it in this life...... But she couldn't bear it, maybe she wasn't born the kind of woman who would be bound by her husband and children.

"Canaan, even if your father and I are separated, it doesn't mean that we will no longer get along, he and I are just not suitable and can't live together, but you are our common son, and we will love you forever."

After Qiao Xiang finished speaking, he turned his head and wiped away his tears, and endured it for a long time before he choked up.

Yan Jianan gasped, his shoulders trembled, "You keep saying that you love me, but my father often travels on business, and Aunt Lin and I are at home, if you really love me, you won't leave me alone at home." ”

Canaan ......

"I know, you're separated from my dad, and you can't see it, but is my dad so annoying to you? You'd rather run to the backcountry and chase an old black guy than look at my dad more! ”

Yan Jianan stood up, small and small, but full of strength, "Although I don't want to force you to return to my father, but I am your son, can't you get closer to me?" Other children have parents to pick them up, but I only have Aunt Lin and Xing Hui! I don't know why you gave birth to me! ”

The little one was really angry, pushed open the door and ran into the garden to squat.

There were earthworms wriggling on the ground, and the little guy was upset and wanted to step on it to death, but he couldn't bear it, so he simply picked it up with a small stick.

Qiao Xiang walked out and walked behind Yan Jianan.