"You ......" Zhang Jiashu was about to shout, but something was blocked in his mouth in the next second.

It's fluffy and feels like a towel.

It's just that there is a smell of alcohol.

"I deliberately took a towel disinfected with alcohol, rest assured, the poison will not kill you." Nan Zhi hurried to plug the towel in Zhang Jiashu's mouth before he could shout.

"I promised Anyi, I won't hit you just now, but now that I'm downstairs, this sentence is invalid, how about it, do you want to remember the past, or do you want to have something new to play?" The tools in Nan Zhi's hands are particularly simple.

A bottle of skin care water, a glass bottle, a very sturdy kind.

The bottle is very beautiful, so after the skin care water is used up, Nanzhi has never thrown it away.

When I came over today, I just brought it with me.

Now, use this prop to knock on Zhang Jiashu's not very obedient joint.

Half an hour later, Nan Zhi calmly took off the cloth bag on Zhang Jiashu's head, and then took off the towel from his mouth.

Zhang Jiashu bared his teeth in pain, and he didn't dare to move.

When I moved, the bones in my whole body hurt.

Nan Zhi is really insidious.

She doesn't pick other places that can leave traces, but picks the most painful places like joints, and the severity of the hit is just right.

Zhang Jiashu glanced at it just now, and there was not even a red mark on his body.

I rub!

This beating is simply unjust!

Zhang Jiashu was sweating in pain, but Nan Zhi was very gentle to wipe his sweat with the towel that gagged his mouth just now.

"Be nice, otherwise my sister will beat you next time, do you hear?" Nan Zhi calmly wiped his sweat while sneering and speaking.

With a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, the appearance of the water waves is flowing, obviously like a goblin who seduces souls, but for Zhang Jiashu, this is a banshee from hell who came to treat him.

He just wants to tell now, those boys who once thought about Nanzhi, while you want to pursue beauty, you'd better think about whether you are going to be beaten every day for the rest of your life and are about to die?

"What should I say when I go back in a while, will I teach you?" Nan Zhi calmly wiped the sweat off the other party's face, and then asked with a sneer.

Zhang Jiashu didn't dare to speak, and looked at Nan Zhi pitifully.

"Well, just say that I invited you to a can of beer, except for a few words." When Nan Zhi was talking, she also pinched the white towel in her hand.

The force was very strong, Zhang Jiashu nodded quickly in fright, for fear that his joints would be like the white towel in Nan Zhi's hand in the next second.

He died a particularly tragic death.

Getting Zhang Jiashu's nod, Nan Zhi got up satisfied, and then sorted out the things in her hands.

Towels were put in cloth bags, as were white gloves.

Regardless of Zhang Jiashu, who was still lying on the ground, Nan Zhi turned around and left.

At this time, it was already dark, and Nan Zhi took a taxi and went home directly.

Before going home, I called my mother to confirm that the other party was at home, and then I went back.

Otherwise, if the two busy people are not at home, Nan Zhi will be in vain when she goes home.

When Nan Zhi went back, the aunt at home had just prepared the meal for the table.

Yan Ruoyun sat on the sofa and read the documents, and when she saw Nan Zhi coming back, she put the things on the table on the side.

"Nannan is back." Yan Ruoyun put down her things and greeted her with a smile.

Yan Ruoyun lived in the spotlight in her early years, and her maintenance was naturally better than others.

Later, although it moved behind the scenes, it was occasionally photographed, and it would make headlines or something, so the image has been maintained very well.

Even at home, it is extremely elegant.

Yan Ruoyun is in her early forties this year, but she is like a young girl, and when she goes out and Nan Zhi is commensurate with sisters, it is estimated that some people will believe it.

"If only you came back a day earlier, your dad just left last night on a business trip." Yan Ruoyun took Nan Zhi's hand like a normal mother, and said a lot of words.

Nan Zhi listened patiently, until the table was served, the two of them remained silent, and it was a habit to eat without saying a word.

After eating, the two of them sat on the sofa and chatted, Nan Zhi came back with a purpose, so they chatted about some inconsequential daily life first.

Then I cut straight to the point.

"Mom, you said that your uncle doesn't have children, but how did I hear the old neighbor in Guqing Town say that my uncle's hometown originally raised a child, called Yanyan." When Nan Zhi said this, her eyebrows stared at Yan Ruoyun intently.

Nan Zhi always felt as if she had missed something, especially after knowing that Yan Shi could not have children at all, she had a subtle feeling in her heart.

Yanshi has no children, so who is the child who was fostered in Guqing Town's grandparents' house?

Nan Zhi heard these specific details from He Yuanshan intermittently afterward.

He Yuanshan said that Guqing Town is a family with a surname.

The neighbors at the time also said that Yan Yan was the granddaughter raised by Yan Shi's parents.

Therefore, if Yanshi has no children, then this Yanyan ......

is the same age as himself, and when the accident happened, he was only 6 years old, and he didn't start remembering until he was more than 7 years old, much later than other children.

Nan Zhi always felt that there seemed to be something in it.

Especially every time she mentions words, Nan Zhi always feels that the tip of her heart seems to be throbbing slightly, a feeling that she can't speak.

And then there's ......

The eyes in the dream, Nan Zhi has recently dreamed of a clearer dream, and the dream seems to be in a particularly elegant town.

The young children are crazy and noisy, and they have a handsome little brother who always runs around the mountains with him.

Every time that little brother looks back, he is the appearance of the fifth Mingchuan when he was young.

But who is you in your dreams?

Nan Zhi can't figure these out?

Although she didn't have a particularly smart mind to think about this, this dream has been haunting her, making Nan Zhi a little unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Really?" Listening to Nan Zhi's words, Yan Ruoyun asked with some surprise, obviously surprised with disbelief between her eyebrows.

Seeing her mother like this, Nan Zhi couldn't figure it out for a while.

Is He Yuanshan's news wrong, or does his uncle also have his own past, and this past is something that Yan Ruoyun doesn't know?

Yan Ruoyun was surprised and asked rhetorically, and then thought about it.

The two were silent for a long time, and then Yan Ruoyun said with a smile: "I'll ask your uncle when I get back, but you also know that your grandparents died in natural disasters back then, and I don't know how to talk to your uncle about them." ”

The grandparents mentioned here refer to Yanshi's parents.

Yan Ruoyun's parents died early, and it was not easy for her to climb and roll in the entertainment industry back then, but fortunately, with the help of Yan Shi, she finally reached the top.

Yan Shi's parents died in the natural disaster thirteen years ago, and of course Nan Zhi knew about it.

Every year, the Qingming Festival goes to Guqing Town to worship these two people.

Originally, Nan Zhi wanted to ask something, but when she thought of Yan Ruoyun's layer, she felt that it was not good to poke her uncle's wound like this.