Jiang Nanshu: "......"

[How do I answer this?] How do you want me to pick it up, and you still have a touch of love when you come here? The land of love is still so close to me, 666. 】

Jiang Nanshu wanted to speak and stopped, his mouth opened and closed, and finally threw himself into Lu Qingyan's arms: "Woo, it's so distressing, it turns out that you were so seriously injured before, and the place of the incident is so close to me, Brother Qingyan, does it still hurt?" If only I had known you sooner. ”

[Whatever, as long as I can be silent, no matter how good Bai Yueguang is, my brother will only feel sorry for me. 】

Lu Qingyan hugged her back with one hand, and her voice was gentle: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Jiang Hemian saw that the two of them were tired, laughed, and looked at Lu Qingyan with an inquiring gaze.

Lu Qingyan looked back timidly.

Shang order qi into pufferfish.

He pointed his finger at his soft little face: "Hmph, my little uncle is ashamed, he still needs to be hugged when he is so old, and his little brother is shy." ”

Lu Qingyan followed the place pointed by Shang Xu and saw the rules of neither advance nor retreat.

His face was flushed, his eyes were rolling around, and he couldn't help but put it on Jiang Nanshu.

My sister didn't reply to his message, and he was lost all night.

Unexpectedly, she came the next day, and he was a little excited in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Lu Qingyan looked down at the top of Jiang Nanshu's head, and his voice teased: "Are you sure you want to hug it?" Your adoptive brother and adoptive father and adoptive mother are all watching. ”

Jiang Nanshu: "......"

Her face turned red as soon as she rubbed it, and her toes slashed at the ground in embarrassment.

[Overplay and forget that they are still there.] 】

Jiang Nanshu let go of Lu Qingyan with a calm face, and when he turned his head, he saw that his adoptive mother's family had come to the door.

I guess I wanted to ask her to go in, but I didn't dare to disturb for a while when I saw her hugging people.

Shang Xu tilted his little head, his eyes were full of curiosity: "Little aunt, your face is red." ”

Jiang Nanshu raised her hand and rubbed it, it was indeed a little hot, she pretended to be dissatisfied and frowned: "What a broken place, it's hot." ”

Ji's mother's face was a little weak, her hair was a little messy, she should have just gotten up from the bed, she patted her head, her eyes dodged and didn't look at Jiang Nanshu: "Look at my memory, the countryside is hot, Lao Ji, take out the electric fan at home, and go to make tea, there are distinguished guests." ”

After saying that, she hurried inside.

Ji Ze's eyes were complicated, and he also followed.

Looking at the back, I was a little lost.

He was both pleased that Jiang Nanshu could come to see Ji's mother, but also saddened her indifferent attitude.

Because they grew up together.

Any word of Jiang Nanshu can cause harm to them.

[I'm really distressed, what should I do?] My adoptive mother is still sick, what if I am too indifferent and make her sick even worse? 】

[The plot is that the original body made her angry, and if I don't go to this plot, I can't go too far. 】

Jiang Hemian was a little strange.

He thinks the family is not bad, why doesn't she want family affection.

Just as he was thinking about it, his phone rang.

It was a message from Jiang's father.

It said that Jiang Leyi's life experience was not the Ji family, so let him inquire about it next to the Ji family and his wife.

Jiang Hemian's eyes were slightly gloomy, and it was estimated that he knew it from Jiang Nanshu's heart.

He deleted the information before following Jiang Nanshu into the two-story building.

The arrangement inside is also simple.

A set of wooden sofas with cushions written on the word "Fu", a TV set with a sense of age, a calendar hanging on the wall, and a family photo on the TV cabinet.

The girl in the photo is still immature, looking like she is thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a bright red cotton coat, two braids, and a strawberry-style hairpin with a strawberry hairpin in her black hair.

Ji Ze looked like he was only about ten years old, sitting in Ji's mother's arms.

This should have been taken closer to the New Year.

The fan squeaks and blows, bringing coolness.

Jiang Nanshu's eyes were withdrawn from the family photo.

I remember this day, when she was in her second year of junior high school, half a month after the winter vacation.

The teacher assigned them a family task called "My Family Portrait".

Jiang Nanshu mentioned it to his parents, the two immediately cleaned up, put on the best clothes, Ji's mother also tied her hair, and the family happily went to the photo studio to take this photo.

Ji Ze hurriedly took the family photo in his hand, he was afraid that Jiang Nanshu would be unhappy when he saw it, so he threw the photo away.

It's quickly placed in a drawer under the TV stand.

Jiang Nanshu is a little funny, no matter how crazy she is, she won't throw away the photo, right?

Besides, there is her in it, how beautiful it is, she can't bear it.

Pretending not to see Ji Ze's small movements.

Ji's father came out from the kitchen with a few cups of steaming tea.

"I didn't know you were coming, and I didn't prepare anything good, I hope you don't dislike it." Father Ji's feet were a little slow, and his dark face was full of simplicity: "Miss Jiang, drink tea." ”

Instead, hearing this "Miss Jiang" made Ji Mu hang her head.

Ji Ze quietly handed her the paper.

The sadness in his eyes couldn't be hidden, he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to ask Jiang Nanshu to come back, looking at his parents who were getting older, Ji's mother who cleaned Jiang Nanshu's room day after day, and Ji's father who always cooked and was one more person, Ji Ze's eyes were a little sour.

He knew that his parents missed his sister very much.

Ji's mother has been sick all this time, sometimes she can't move, and she continues to clean when she gets better, knowing that people won't come back, but this kind of behavior is like taking root, and no one will listen to it.

He thought that Jiang Nanshu would be happy when he came back, why did he seem to be a little ...... It backfired.

Jiang Nanshu took a deep breath, and his voice was a little muffled: "Well, thank you." ”

The air is quiet.

Jiang Hemian and Lu Qingyan were very comfortable, and they were not cramped.

Seeing the cold scene, Jiang Nanshu said lightly: "You don't need to call me Miss Jiang, just call me Nannan." ”

Ji's father and mother glanced at each other.

Very confused.

In the past, they were all called "Nannan", and the reason for calling "Miss Jiang" was three years ago, because in winter, a lot of pigs died in the fledgling pig factory, and they lost hundreds of thousands of yuan.

It costs about 200,000 to treat the leg.

Where is the money in the family, and the two children are still studying.

Jiang Nanshu was only in his first year of high school, and Ji Ze was only in junior high school, because Jiang Nanshu came back from school overnight because of his affairs.

Jiang Nanshu asked him to go to the hospital, but she borrowed no money.

Where can Father Ji let her little girl borrow money everywhere, so he refused, and said angry words, and the leg died.

Who knew that this girl ran to the mountains to find herbs for him to treat his legs, and the next day she was found falling in a ditch, covered in blood, unconscious.

When she woke up again, she shouted that she wanted to go back to the capital to recognize her relatives.

If you want to cut off relations with them, you are not allowed to call her "Nannan" anymore, you can only call her "Miss Jiang".

Father Ji has always regretted it.

If he didn't say angry words, Jiang Nanshu wouldn't have run out, and he wouldn't have lost a daughter.

Ask for a ticket~

(End of chapter)