After staying at Jiang's house for a few days, Dai Zhao and Yuan Wanli went home with their three children.

In the car, Dai Wei first fastened Dai Xian's seat belt, and then fastened herself, and then leaned on the window and looked out of the window all the way.

And Yuan Wanli hugged Dai Wan in the back seat, her eyes still fell on Dai Hui, her eyes rolled slightly, and the corners of her mouth smiled slightly.

After the car entered the national highway, it drove very slowly, there were dark clouds floating in the sky, a flash of lightning flashed, crossed the edge, and a light rain fell and knocked on the small window of the bus.

Dai Wei opened his eyes in a daze, the rain slowly flowed down from the window, the glass window was blurred, and the glass in the car was stained with a layer of mist, he reached out and touched it, and the place where it was touched began to drop water, and the place where it was touched had seen the outside world clearly.

The outside world was in the rain, layer after layer of fog, driving into the tunnel, and in the blink of an eye, the darkness and the appearance of the street lamp reminded Dai Hui of the past.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Dai Xian saw that she woke up like this, and couldn't help but have doubts in her heart, so she pulled her sleeve.

Dai Wei looked back at him, did not speak, put the small blanket on his body, and began to close his eyes again.

Dai Xian knew his sister's temper, so he didn't talk much, and sat honestly, but his eyes wandered outside the glass window.

The phone ringing in front of him rang, and the subtle sound of speech was soft and slow in the carriage, and the cigarette he had held in his fingertips had been for a long time.

The cigarette was playing in his fingertips, and Dai Zhao's subtle speech surprised Dai Hui in the back seat, it turned out that he also had such a gentle side.

"Daddy, when are we going to be home?" Dai Zhao hung up the phone, and Dai Wan couldn't wait to run over and pull his sleeve to be coquettish, and his pink little face was full of infinite innocence and innocence.

"It's two hours away." Dai Zhao and Dai Wan always spoke so gently, and his big hand gently stroked Dai Wan's little head, very fond.

Dai Wan snuggled in his arms, a little more warmth, so that she would not be cold.

Dai Wan's smug expression was full of faces, and when he looked at the back seat, his eyebrows were raised high, for fear that Dai Wei would not be able to see, and he stood on tiptoe.

Dai Hui felt very bored, and continued to rest, feeling that Dai Xian came to pull her hand, and also shook Dai Xian, and tapped him twice in the palm of his hand to reassure him.

Knowing that Yi Yi had been thinking about the sour jujube cake that Dai Hui said, Wang Qiran took a small basket and went to pick up the freshly dropped sour jujube cake and made a lot of sour jujube cake.

The fragrance came out of the window, filling the whole courtyard, and wisps of green smoke drifted high into the air on the roof, gradually dissipating.

There are three less points, and they are a lot quieter.

Yi Yi sat at the table and tasted the sour jujube cake made by Wang Qiran, the cleaned sour jujube core in his hand, the smile that flashed inadvertently at the corner of his mouth, and the sour jujube core in his hand was tightly clenched.

Yi Yang was very bored, lying on the table and turning up the camera intentionally or unintentionally, suddenly his brows twisted, his fingers flipped back and forth on the camera page, and he flipped it dozens of times, but he couldn't see the photo with the luxury car anymore.

"What's wrong?" Easy to ask.

"It's nothing, it's just that a photo is gone," Yi Yang was slightly unhappy, but he made a little fuss about being angry about a photo that Wu Yi took.

"What's missing?" Qian Sheng came from the kitchen, holding a plate in his hand, the plate was a fried cake newly made by Wang Qiran, he put it on the table, and looked at Yi Yang, who seemed at a loss, "It's gone, I'll take it next time." ”

Yi Yang looked up at him, a smile overflowing on his little face, "Hmm." ”

I ran to wash my hands and came back to get a piece of fried cake and took a bite, and when I saw Jiang Chisel who was keeping a distance from them, he pursed his lips, "Little jujube, why don't you come?" ”

The nickname of Xiao Jujube was still shouted by Yi Yang casually, and Jiang Chisel had listened to it for more than half a year. His cheeks and ears were a little hot, and he smiled timidly, "I'm afraid you will reject ......"

He knew the meaning of what Jiang Lonely said that day, he didn't understand anything before, but now that he has grown up, he shouldn't go without frowning.

Yi Yang patted the pastry crumbs on his hands and wiped his hands with a tissue, "You only know if we will reject you when you come over?" ”

Jiang Chi was stunned, looked up at her, saw the smile on her face, and saw Qianli on the side, Jiang Lonely, and Yi Yi, all eating pastries, and also looked at herself with a meaningful look, and her cheeks and ears were even hotter.

Yes, he has low self-esteem. Jiang Chi lowered his head, his eyes looked directly at the tip of his shoe, and he couldn't see why it was after looking at it for a long time.

During the Spring Festival, people came and went in the station, Lu Qi stood on the platform and looked forward to it, and the light in the pupils became more and more intense, and I really wanted to see the most beautiful woman at a glance in the crowd of people.

A dazzling suitcase appeared in his sight first, followed by a tall woman, and he stepped forward quickly, cleverly avoiding the other pedestrians, trying not to bump into each other.

He picked up his suitcase, took Wan Yuyu's hand and squeezed out of the crowd, and soon came to a spacious and sheltered corner.

Wan Yuyu thought it was a pickpocket at first, but after seeing who it was, he smiled lightly and went with him to this place where he could take shelter from the wind and wait for the bus home.

Wan Yuyu got out of the car and smelled the fresh air, and in the suffocating air in the car, the breath was regurgitating.

Now that he is much more comfortable, he took the thermos cup handed over by Lu Kuan and took a sip of water to warm his stomach.

"Where's your classmate?" She asked.

"At Grandma Wang's house." After Lu Qi finished speaking, he saw a familiar figure in the crowd, "Mom, you wait for me first." ”

Lu Qi went to find the familiar figure and called her.

In the noisy place of the crowd, Lu Qi has been rushing there, and as soon as the phone is connected, there are also noisy sounds over there, as well as the sound of rapid breathing and the cramped being squeezed out of the crowd with his suitcase.

"You're right there, don't move," Lu Qi shouted, the phone didn't hang up, and he kept holding it in the palm of his hand.

Lu Qi approached her little by little, and at this time she had been squeezed into a corner, which happened to be the entrance and exit of the howling cold wind, and the gusts of cold wind blew, making people shiver one after another.

Seeing that her face was pale, her hair was blown by the wind, her lips were also bruised, the hand holding the lever of the suitcase was also slightly bruised, the mobile phone had been held in her hand, a pair of slightly flashing eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to say anything to blame, so she took her suitcase over, reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"You're alone?" Lu Qi asked.

Yan Xiaoyou lowered her head, not wanting to answer his words.

Helplessly, Lu Kuan took her to Wanyuyu and waited for the bus together.

Yan Xiaoyou, who used to be very lively and cheerful, met Wanyuyu, and she would also call her aunt sweetly.

But now, Yan Xiaoyou just bowed slightly to Wan Yuyu and said hello.

Then, Yan Xiaoyou didn't say a word, leaning against the cold and solid wall, two thin black earphone cables hung down from her hair to her neck, and the mobile phone kept flashing in her palm.

"You're texting here, and there are several phone calls," Lu Xuan, who was on the side, couldn't help but remind her.

Knowing that he pretended not to hear, he took off the headset without authorization, and whispered with concern, "There are text messages coming in from your phone all the time, and there are still a few calls." ”

Yan Xiaoyou's dull eyes stared straight at Lu Kuan, and she didn't speak for a long time, just put the phone in her pocket and put the headphones back in her ears.

Lu Qi wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wan Yuyu.

Wan Yuyu grabbed his arm and shook his head slightly, hinting with his eyes that he should stop bothering her.

Lu Gong understood, and didn't ask any more, just stood beside her, silently, waiting for her.

Even if it's to cry out to vent the resentment and sadness in your heart, just cry out.

It's just that Lu Juan didn't wait for her to shed sad tears, but waited for the bus to go home.

Along the way, Yan Xiaoyou leaned on the misty car window, listening to shallow and soothing music, even if a phone call came in during the period to block the music playback, she was still indifferent.

Seeing this, Lu Qian still asked the question in his heart, "Xiaoyou, what's wrong with you?" ”

Slowly, Yan Xiaoyou took off the earphone cable and looked at Lu Qi for a while, "You...... Can you do me a half-help? ”

Stunned, Lu Xuan stared at her with a pale face, "Well, you say." ”

At the same time, Jiang Qiu received a very serious phone call, and after hanging up the phone, he sat in the sofa for a long time, feeling that the room was even more stuffy, so he went to the balcony and blew the cold wind all morning.

Yang Yuan came over with a glass of warm water and handed it to him, "Look at you, I've been standing for more than half an hour, what's the matter?" ”

Fingers gently touched the cup with the right temperature, Jiang Qiu didn't answer for a while, just glanced at her, and whispered in a deep voice, "Is there a warehouse manager assistant named Yan Qin under your hand?" ”

Yang Yuan's head went blank for an instant, and she subconsciously asked, "Is this an accident?" ”

As soon as the words came out, Yang Yuan suddenly woke up, hurriedly walked back to the living room, picked up the bag and was about to leave.

Jiang Qiu came over to stop her, and the cup in the water was placed on the coffee table, "When someone comes, it's not too late to leave." ”

Yang Yuan stared at him, holding the handbag tightly, the green tendons on the back of his hand rose slightly, and the gloom on his face became heavier and heavier.

Who is the person he is waiting for?

This question lingered in his heart for a long time, Yang Yuan sat on the sofa and was very cramped, thinking about things in the warehouse all the time.

There was a sharp knock on the door downstairs.

Jiang Qiu hurriedly opened the door and welcomed Lu Qi and Yan Xiaoyou into the door.

Yan Xiaoyou's eyes were blazing, and she looked directly at Jiang Qiu, "Uncle Jiang, I want to see Mr. Yang." ”

The sluggish person was Jiang Qiu, and after a while, Jiang Qiu took Yan Xiaoyou upstairs, and after a while, he also went downstairs.

Lu Xuan hesitated, but he didn't dare to go upstairs, so he paced back and forth downstairs and waited.

In the living room upstairs, Yang Yuan and Yan Xiaoyou sat opposite each other.

There was a coffee table between the two, and the teacups on the coffee table were still emitting wisps of white smoke.

Yan Xiaoyou rubbed her hands, sorted out the wording in her heart, and smiled slightly, "Aunt Yang, I hope you can check the matter of the warehouse, and don't frame my aunt and make her someone else's scapegoat." ”

The goods in the warehouse were stolen, the receipts were burned, and even the doors and windows had traces of prying, only Yan Qin was there at the scene, Yang Amaran's mind kept flashing about it, and he never put down his handbag, he held it firmly, and glanced back at Yan Xiaoyou, whose face did not change, "What else do you know?" ”

"I have proof," Yan Xiaoyou stood up and looked at her, her eyes full of deep meaning in her hands.

"You come with me." Yang Yuan took out her mobile phone and looked at Yan Xiaoyou meaningfully.

Yan Xiaoyou followed and didn't say a word.

Yi Yi and Yi Yang, under the urgent urging, hurriedly bid farewell to Jiang Zhan and Wang Qiran, and followed Yang Yuan back to the city.

There was one more Yan Xiaoyou on the way, but this time on the return trip, the atmosphere was particularly dignified.

During the Chinese New Year, every household put up lanterns and prepared a lot of New Year's goods, and Wang Qiran also prepared a lot of gifts, but before the day, they all left.

Wang Qiran leaned on the sofa dejectedly, looking at the New Year's goods put aside, and ...... Hey, thinking of this, he sighed and got up slowly, came to the courtyard, and looked into the distance.

Jiang Qiu received a call from Lin Ren, and less than two days after he went back, this incident happened in Yang Ranran's warehouse, and for the sake of profit, he packed his luggage and came to say goodbye to Wang Qiran.

Wang Qiran looked at him for a long time and didn't speak, just walked into the house and took out a few red envelopes and handed them to him, "I wanted to give it to the child, but it seems that I can't catch up, you can help me give it to them, be careful." ”

With the red envelope in his hand, Jiang Qiu bowed slightly, "Okay." ”

Wang Qiran's eyes flashed with tears, and suddenly he grabbed Jiang Qiu's hand, "Xiao Jiang, tell you something, about Huiyu." ”

Jiang Qiu listened with bated breath, the root of his ear was about to fall off, and he felt that this ear was not his own.

When I got home, I saw that Jiang Lao had already dragged my suitcase downstairs, so I stepped forward to pick it up, "Give it to me." ”

"Dad," Jiang Lao shouted, but he didn't say anything, just looked at him.

Jiang Qiu's face changed slightly, he smiled slightly, and the bitter taste stirred in his heart, and he walked out with the box, "Let's go." ”

Jiang Liao had a lot of helplessness and doubts in his heart, looking at his lonely back, the ones in his heart were getting heavier and heavier.

Qiansheng came to see Jiang Lonely. "Leaving?"

"Hmm," Jiang Lonely responded.

"Well, that'...... Stay safe on the road. Qian Sheng smiled slightly, and was about to leave after speaking.

"Ah Yang, you deleted it, right?" Jiang Lao shouted to him, looked at his back, and instantly felt a little strange.

"Hmm." Qian Sheng still admitted.

"Reason." Jiang Lao didn't dare to let go and continued to ask.

"Xiao Lonely," Qian Yuan turned his head and calmly glanced at Jiang Lonely, who had anger on his face, "I'll tell you about this when I go back." ”

Jiang Lonely couldn't help it, his fists clenched slightly, and his tone was as slow as possible, "You know my temper." ”

"I know." Qiansheng is still guarding the secret.

"Well, whatever you want," Jiang Lonely left angrily, dragging his suitcase farther and farther.

Qian Sheng watched from behind, his eyes were a little sour, he raised his hand to rub his sore eyes, turned around and returned to Lu Xuan's house, said goodbye to Lu Xuan, and left.

Qian Sheng didn't take the same big road as Jiang Lone, but chose another small path, which was a rugged and rocky road, and the weeds on the side were overgrown and messy, just like his heart, it was also chaotic.

Lu Qi felt inexplicable, and stood at the door thinking about it for a long time, his head was about to explode, and he couldn't think of anything.

Reluctantly walked into the house, and saw Wan Yuyu washing vegetables in the kitchen very leisurely, with headphones in his ears, and beating with the soft music at his feet. Seeing this, Lu Kuan didn't bother anymore, and went back to the bedroom by himself, and it wasn't okay to take out his winter vacation homework, and it wasn't okay to take out his mobile phone to call Yan Xiaoyou.

All in all, he's just a headless fly scurrying around in his bedroom right now, and he doesn't have a clue at all.

I've been thinking about what's wrong with these people?

Sure enough, the older I get, the more troubles I have.