Huai Nanyu picked a cabbage and wanted to pick a few chili peppers, remembering that Mu Cheng couldn't eat spicy food, and put down the chili stalk that he had almost removed.

When Huai Nan Yu brought back the washed cabbage, the "crazy man" had already boiled water and stewed pheasants, and Mu Xiang was playing a small game on the bed without the Internet, I don't know if it was Huai Nanyu's illusion, he felt that he had not felt this state of peace and comfort for a long time.

He handed the cabbage to the "crazy man", and then raised his foot and walked straight to Mu Xiang, who was playing a game on the bed, and stretched out his hand to hand Mu Xiang a white rose, with a few drops of early morning dew on it.

Mu Xiang's gaze shifted from the game on his mobile phone to the bouquet of white roses in Huai Nanyu's hand, as if he was a little surprised, Huai Nanyu actually saw a trace of shock in his blue eyes that were usually good at hiding his emotions.

"I picked it outside the house, I went to your company to deliver food before, and I saw a bouquet of white roses on your desk, and I think you should like it."

"Thank you, brother." Mu Xiang took it, and smiled happily, Mu Xiang didn't like to laugh, usually except for himself, Huai Nan Yu really didn't see him laugh with others, but even if he was facing himself, Huai Nan Yu rarely saw anything sincere from Mu Song's laughter, most of the laughter seemed to be just for the occasion, but at this time, Huai Nan Yu really saw happiness in Mu Song's eyes, that kind of long-lost, unconcealable happiness.

"Uh-huh......" Huai Nanyu coughed lightly.

"What's that...... You...... Get plenty of rest and rest. ”

"Okay, brother." Mu Xiang smiled and agreed.

After speaking, Huai Nanyu strode out of the wooden house, leaving only a "crazy man" who stewed pheasants by himself and Mr. Mu, who was half neuroparalyzed.

Mu Cheng turned off his mobile phone and sniffed the white roses in his hand, the white roses soaked in dew did not have any smell, but mixed with the smell of grass in the mountains and forests.

In fact, not long ago, Mu Cheng did not have the habit of asking assistants to put white roses in the office area, one is because the flowering period of roses is short, and the other is because if the bad roses are not taken care of in time, they will attract a lot of mosquitoes.

The employees are basically girls, and the overtime work that does not follow the routine is enough for them, and if the office area is an environment that is easy to be bitten by mosquitoes, I am afraid that many employees will jump ship.

However, Mu Xiang's idea is really a bit unfounded, Mu Xiang suddenly removed the white rose bouquet that occupied half of the office area, and the female employees were a little uncomfortable, after all, how could there be a girl who didn't like flowers?

"Haha...... Young man......"

"Crazy man" said with a smile as he put pepper out of nowhere in the pheasant pot.

The corners of Mu Xiang's mouth rose slightly, and suddenly he remembered something, put down the white rose in his hand, and looked at the "crazy man".

"Uncle Jin Qiang?" Mu Gang opened his mouth, in fact, Mu Gang himself was not very sure, after all, Jin Qiang in his impression was a handsome man who loved cleanliness and was orderly about everything. On the contrary, the man in front of him, who was covered in stains all over his body, and whose hair was dirty and could wipe out a handful of oil, was diametrically opposed to the Uncle Jin Qiang in Mu Song's memory who would take out a handful of milk candy for himself anytime and anywhere when he cried.

The "mad man" paused, his eyes full of shock, and his hand holding the pepper jar suddenly froze in the air.

The "mad man" turned his head, stood up sluggishly, and looked at Mu Xiang, who was half-lying on the bed with a gorgeous white rose on his chest.

"You...... You ......" The "crazy man" choked up as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word for a long time, so he could only slowly walk towards Mu Xiang, his eyes were full of doubts and vigilance, but he felt that this young man who called himself "uncle" was not hostile.

Mu Cheng got up and got out of bed, his body still had no strength, as if he was about to fall apart if he touched it, he stumbled a little, and almost didn't stand firm.

The "crazy man" stepped forward to support Mu Song, and his somewhat cracked palm touched Mu Song's exposed arm, and when he remembered something, he quickly retracted it.

"How do you ...... How would you know...... I...... My name ......"

Mu Cheng couldn't believe it, the man in front of him who had been smoothed out by time and life was really the Jin Qiang in his memory.

"I'm ......" Mu Cheng paused, "Uncle Jin Qiang, you are really Uncle Jin Qiang!" Mu Xiang was surprised, but it seemed that calmness had been carved into his bones, and in addition to being a little surprised by the reunion of the deceased, most of the emotions that should have been joy were only exposed.

"Are you ......" Jin Qiang looked puzzled and looked at Mu Xiang carefully.

"Blue-eyed ......," Jin Qiang thought.

Finally, at the moment when Mu Cheng opened and closed his eyes, Jin Qiang suddenly remembered that the blue-eyed young man in front of him who was an "uncle" was the little boy who was always excluded by children of the same age in the welfare home more than ten years ago, and loved to sit at the top of the stairs and secretly cry his nose - Mu Song!

"Oh! I remember, you're a little send! Jin Qiang said, unable to hide his excitement and excitement.

"Yes, Uncle Kim, it's me." Mu Xiang responded with a smile.

"Oh, look at my brain and memory, how did I recognize you now, if I knew it was you in the morning, I wouldn't have released a poisonous snake to scare you!" Jin Qiang looked remorseful and shook his head as he spoke.

Mu Cheng hurriedly explained: "No, Uncle Jin, you are also for our good." ”

"Hey......" Jin Qiang sighed, and then said, "I remember, weren't you taken back by the Mu family back then?" But, Xiao Sun, why are you back now? ”

Before the word "I ......" was finished, Jin Qiang hurriedly said: "Is it that Song Yunyun and Mu Lintian are not good to you!" Xiao send, it's okay, if they treat you badly, your Uncle Jin and I will definitely get justice for you! ”

"No, Uncle Kim, no, they were nice to me, just ......"

"Just what?"

"Nothing, Uncle Kim." Mu Xiang smiled.

He didn't plan to tell Jin Qiang the news that Song Yunyun and Mu Lintian were killed the year after he left the welfare home.

"What about you, Uncle Kim, what about you?"

Jin Qiang waved his hand, "Don't mention it, let me tell you, Xiao Qiang, the Holly Welfare House is no longer the Holly Welfare House of the year...... The world is impermanent! As he spoke, he raised his head and sighed again.

"What the hell is going on? Uncle Kim, can you tell me? Mu asked.

He wanted to know what happened to the Holly Welfare Institute that made people like Jin Qiang so proud sigh at the vicissitudes of the world......