The village chief sighed, "In the first two years, he urged him to get married, but he delayed it again and again, and then he was in a hurry, and he simply didn't come back for the New Year's Festival. ”

There was envy in his words.

This is the old man who wants to hold his grandson.

Jiang Zebei's smile remained unchanged, "Maybe it's fate, he may meet the person he likes in two years." ”

The village chief shook his head, "Zebei, you ask Qishan, is he someone outside, no matter what the identity of that woman is, I and his mother will accept it, let him not bear it alone."

If there is no one, you can tell him for us, the family will stop urging him, everything is as fate would be, let him go home this New Year's Festival. ”

At the end, the village chief's voice was a little choked.

Hearing this, Jiang Zebei also felt uncomfortable.

Others don't know, he knows why Chen Qishan has had less contact with his family in the past two years.

Now he can't get married, can't have a child, and has no time facing his father and mother who have raised him for many years.

Jiang Zebei's hand under the table was clenched into a fist, trying his best to suppress something.

The village chief didn't find anything wrong with Jiang Zebei, he was still saying: "His mother's health is not very good this year, we miss him......"

As he spoke, Jiang Zebei's hand on the table relaxed, and the hands and nails under the table were already deep in flesh and blood.

Chen Mengtian sniffed lightly and smelled a very faint smell of blood in the air.

Soon she saw Jiang Zebei's hand under the table, tightly clenched into a fist.

The green tendons on his hands are revealed, which shows how much he has endured.

Chen Mengtian reached out and attached it, took his big hand, and comforted him.

She didn't know why Jiang Zebei was like this, but she knew that the other party was not very good at this time.

The village chief talked for a long time, but he didn't know what to say, and it was Chen Qishan back and forth.

Let him go home, the family will not force him to marry, and they don't want him to bear unnecessary things outside, and if he is an official, he will go home......

Chen Mengtian listened to what the village chief said, and then looked at Jiang Zebei's now, although he had regained a gentle expression, the hand under the table was still exerting, even though she was holding the other party's hand at this time.

When the village chief left, Chen Mengtian and Jiang Zebei were sent to the door together.

Seeing the village chief's back disappear, Jiang Zebei let go of Chen Mengtian's hand, he reached out and pressed his eyebrows, and his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength for a while."

Hearing Jiang Zebei's apologies again, Chen Mengtian didn't feel sorry for him this time, but all the emotions on her face disappeared, and she was expressionless, looking at the person in front of her seriously.

Chen Mengtian found that Jiang Zebei was carrying heavy things that she couldn't see, and he couldn't bear it and bear it alone.

From what the village chief said just now, as well as Jiang Zebei's various reactions, Chen Mengtian guessed that this should be about Chen Qishan.

"What's wrong with Chen Qishan?"

Chen Mengtian's intuition is rarely wrong, and she doesn't beat around the bush and asks directly.

Jiang Zebei's movements paused, he put down the hand that pressed his eyebrows, his deep eyes stared at Chen Mengtian sadly.

The corners of his lips curled without a hint of a smile, "Chen Qishan is ...... wasted"

After saying this, Jiang Zebei said again: "Yesterday it was dark, and I haven't seen the crops on the mountain, but now I'll take a look with Xuanwu and come back soon." ”

When the words fell, the man had already turned away.

Chen Mengtian looked at his back as he left, knowing that he didn't want to talk about it.

What does that sentence Chen Qishan mean?