Yan Ze opened the door, and saw Mo Qingqian soaking wet, his face full of confusion, "You have ...... hair" After catching a glimpse of Mo Qingqian's behind, he asked cautiously: "What, you guys quarreled again?" ”

Before Mo Qingqian could understand, he heard the voice of Jiang Yeli: "Do you see it?" ”

Yan Ze originally wanted to nod, but as soon as he lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Yeli's gloomy eyes, turned a corner again, and shook it like a rattle: "No, as the saying goes, plain is life, noisy is life!" ”

"Okay," Mo Qing was too lazy to listen to his sayings, and he didn't know where they came from, "What about Grandpa Yan?" ”

Yan Ze finally straightened his face: "It should be in the room at this time." The weather has been bad recently, and the old man is sick again, no, I kept talking about you two days ago. ”

"I'll go see Grandpa Yan."

"Xiao Qingqing should dry her clothes and hair first, otherwise you will get sick easily." Jiang Yeli said with concern, and glanced at Yan Ze again.

Yan Zeming said: "Yes, if the old man knew that you were sick in order to see him, you would have to break my leg!" ”

"Is there any connection between the two?" Mo Qingqian was strange.

"Of course it's related! You don't know the old man's temper, what unpleasant thing didn't you spill your anger on me? It's so shallow, you can have pity on me. Yan Ze blinked and stared at her pitifully.

After knowing each other for so many years, Mo Qingqian already knew Yan Ze's temperament, of course he knew that he was acting on purpose, and just as he was about to make fun of him, he heard a voice from behind him: "Or, Xiao Qingqing wants to go to the hospital for a few days?" Or do you want to take medicine again? ”

Threats, clear threats!

She couldn't help but look back at Jiang Yeli, only to see that he was also soaking wet. Faced with her confusion, he just smiled slightly and did not give any explanation.

Oh, I almost forgot, she doesn't have anything to do with him anymore, and it doesn't matter if she explains or not.

It's just that when Mo Qingqian cleaned up, she couldn't find her shoes, so she had no choice but to come out of the room barefoot first, and when she passed the bathroom, she saw a scene that she couldn't forget for the rest of her life.

Jiang Yeli was still wearing wet clothes, his hair was wet, half-squatting on the ground, holding a shoe brush in his hand, he was carefully brushing the mud spots she accidentally touched on the upper of his shoes, and after washing them, he took out a towel again, wiped the water stains on the upper of his shoes, and then slowly dried them with a hair dryer.

This was the first time she had seen him do such meticulous work, and she couldn't tell what it felt like, but it seemed that something was blocking her heart, and she was uncomfortable.

Yan Ze was also a little incredible, but then he smiled: "How is it, isn't it very moving?" Then don't mess with him anymore......"

"Yan Ze, you say, has he changed?" Mo Qing asked in a daze.

Yan Ze was stunned for a moment, no longer looking like the hip-hop of the past, and his expression was extremely serious: "It's changed, it's changed back to the real and real him, the original him." ”

Mo Qingqian didn't understand: "Then, is it good or bad?" ”

"There are good and bad."

Yan Ze is more transparent than Mo Qingyi, but the answer to Mo Qingqian is still the same.

"Ah Ye's life is more difficult than me and Qingyi, his seemingly free life is actually his shackles. If he wants to live, to live with his surname, he can only do this as a gentleman, without learning and without skill, he has been doing well until you appear.

He began to change, little by little, shedding his disguise and returning to his original self. He began to be happy, and even the smile on his face became angry. He stopped fighting and making trouble, and began to change his style little by little, and was recognized by the upper class little by little, all these changes were good. It's just that the generals don't need it, they already have an heir, and they don't need a second one. ”

Mo Qingqian probably understood that the Jiangjia family did not need to turn the night away from the brightest star in the sky, but the tiniest speck of dust on the ground. But they also looked up to her too much, and she didn't have the power to turn dust into stars, unless he was the brightest star in the first place.

"Shallow, I really hope he can be happy, but that's on the basis of his peace."

When Yan Ze said this, Mo Qingqian already understood that if Jiang Yeli did not grow up according to the rules of the Jiang family, he would be severely punished.

Because at that time, she already knew very well that "tiger poison does not eat children" was not credible.

People, as long as you are ruthless, there is nothing you can't do.

When Mo Qing came back to her senses, Yan Ze had already left, and Jiang Yeli had already dried her shoes and walked out, she couldn't dodge for a while, and just happened to meet him.

After holding it for a long time, only two words came out: "Thank you." ”

Jiang Yeli chuckled, and then squatted down: "It's cool on the ground, put on your shoes." As he spoke, he lifted her feet.

Mo Qingqian hurriedly took a step back: "No... No need, I'll do it myself. ”

But Jiang Yeli still squatted on the ground without saying a word, refusing to back down half a step. She had no choice but to give in: "What's that, it's still you...... Come on. ”

He burst into laughter.

She had always had no way to take him.

Probably because of the water, his hands were a little cold, and those slightly cool hands gently grasped her ankles, carefully put her feet into her shoes, and then carefully tied an ugly bow.

Mo Qingqian looked down at him quietly, his clothes and hair were still wet. She wanted to ask him why? But after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't say anything.

She was afraid, afraid to hear his answer, she was even more reluctant, afraid that hearing his answer would make her even more sad.

"I heard what you said to Yan Ze." Jiang Ye left his mouth and said, "But what he said is not right, he thinks about the problem too complicated, in fact, it is not that serious, no matter what, he is my father, and tiger poison does not eat children." ”

He stood up and looked at Mo Qingqian, his eyes full of pleading and expectation: "If it's because of this, can Xiao Qingqing ...... Don't give up on me so easily? ”

Suddenly, Mo Qingqian's heart was pinched together, she didn't know how to answer, she didn't want to give him hope, but she couldn't let him down.

Just when she was at a loss, Yan Ze happened to appear: "Shallow, have you done it well?" The old man can't wait. He looked at Jiang Yeli again, and pushed him into the bathroom in disgust, "You, hurry up and clean yourself up, don't let the old man dislike you again." ”

Mo Qingqian looked at Yan Ze gratefully, and said silently: "Thank you." ”

"Don't just talk about it, the old man will leave it to you."

"Don't worry, I'll teach you techniques when I have time, so that Grandpa Yan always thinks you're useless."

"Okay!" Yan Ze agreed very happily.

Yan Chengyun couldn't wait, and was about to get up on crutches.

Yan Ze hurriedly ran over to help him sit down: "Don't worry, you're here." ”

As soon as Mo Qingqian came downstairs, he heard Yan Chengyun angrily scolding the innocent Yan Ze: "That's not to blame you, I know that Xiao Qianlai is not going to pick it up!" Hurt her in the rain, if Xiaoqian gets sick, I have to break your legs! He raised his crutches.

"Grandpa Yan, why do you have such a big temper? Who's upsetting you again? She walked up to Yan Chengyun and said with a smile.

Seeing Mo Qingqian coming, Yan Chengyun suddenly smiled, and hurriedly put down his crutches: "It's not this rebel yet." As he spoke, he waved his hand, "Forget it, don't say it, my head hurts even more." ”

Mo Qingqian stood behind Yan Chengyun and massaged his head: "With such a grandson as Yan Ze, you can be content, he is now a handsome boy recognized by the upper class, and some people can't envy it." ”

"That's it, that's it." Yan Ze echoed.

"You kid, people just say a few polite words, and you have no skin and no face here?" Yan Chengyun knocked his grandson with a cane, "Go to the kitchen to see if the ginger soup is cooked, bring two bowls over, isn't that kid in the family also there." ”

Yan Ze left in response.

At this time, Yan Chengyun said triumphantly: "My grandson is excellent, shouldn't he be?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Mo Qing smiled lightly and responded.

At this time, Yan Chengyun sighed: "You kid is really ruthless, you didn't even come to see grandpa once." ”

Mo Qingqian's movements were momentary still, and she smiled bitterly: "Aren't I here?" ”

"You, when will you be able to think for yourself?"

“…… I've always thought about myself. Mo Qingqian said, "Grandpa Yan, today is your birthday, let's not talk about this, will it?" ”

"Cheng, grandpa listens to you." Yan Chengyun knew that he was poking Mo Qingqian's sadness, so he was silent at the moment.

When Yan Ze brought the ginger soup over, he happened to come over with Yeli.

Yan Chengyun took Mo Qingqian's hand and said softly: "Grandpa feels much better, come and drink the ginger soup to ward off the cold." He looked at Jiang Ye again, "I just boiled one more bowl, and you kid will drink it." ”

Mo Qingqian and Yan Ze couldn't help but laugh in a low voice when they looked at Yan Chengyun's awkward appearance.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan." Jiang Yeli said, took the ginger soup and drank it all.

Yan Chengyun looked at him puzzled: "It's not drinking, what are you doing so arrogantly?" ”

"Because the old man's ginger soup tastes good." Will leave the night with a smile.

"I still have a pot there, do you want it?"

"I don't need this, after all, no matter how good the thing is, if you eat too much, the taste is not as good as the first time, and I don't want such a delicacy to be ruined." Will leave the night without blushing and talking nonsense without a heartbeat.

"Two naughty boys, one old and one young, who do you think will win?" Mo Qing asked Yan Ze in a low voice.

"I can't say for sure, the past records of the two are comparable, and it is difficult to distinguish between them."

When Mo Qingqian and Yan Ze were analyzing the battle situation, Yan Chengyun suddenly said: "Forget it, don't fight with you kid, lest people say that I bullied children." ”

I almost didn't ask Mo Qing to take a sip of ginger soup and squirt out: "It's only been less than three rounds, and you always admit defeat?" ”

Yan Chengyun knocked Mo Qingqian's head and disagreed: "What you said is not right, how can this be called admitting defeat?" Obviously, it was my grandfather who I deliberately let him, so as not to be said that I was invincible. ”

"Yes, yes, you're the greatest." Mo Qingqian stretched out his thumb and smiled helplessly.

Yan Chengyun was the most addicted, and immediately squinted his eyes and tilted his head, and said complacently: "Of course!" ”

Yan Chengyun is an old naughty boy, and he is also the most thorough person Mo Qingqian has ever seen. She always remembered what Yan Chengyun once said - "People, it's not good to live too seriously." When I was young, I suffered a lot because I was too serious, and I had to ask for an answer to everything. When I got older, I realized that it was better to live a little more freely, a little confused, and not so serious. In fact, life is inherently confused, and happiness and happiness are hidden in the confusion, once you wake up, maybe all the joy and happiness will disappear. When he said this, he sighed heavily.

But after experiencing so many things, Mo Qingqian realized that it is not good for people to live too sober, and it is not good to live too confused. She just lives in such a mess that she hasn't even known who she is for seventeen years now.

Pathetic and pathetic.