Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Chapter 572 Mommy Hug Me

Red brick wall.

Green moss.

On the mottled rusty door.

Only the Spring Festival couplets are the youngest.

Reach out and touch it.

Hidden in the flying ashes are the years.

to be frank.

Miss Jiang hasn't been here for a long time.

Although this is where my father has lived since he was a child.

But her impression of this place.

There are only those inexplicable relatives.

And that little old lady with a stern look on her face.

of course.

The lovely aunt doesn’t count.

"Ginger ginger."

"Do you really want to go in?"

"But the door is closed."

Standing at the door.

Listening to the questions raised by the Painted Concubine beside him.

Miss Jiang touched the door lock.

Then he smiled.

Turn around.

He took out a yellowed key from his small bag.

This is the key her aunt gave her.

It was said that the old lady had agreed to it and asked her to come back and visit whenever she had time.

Experience the environment at home.

They're all family and stuff.

Tell the truth.

Miss Jiang could only believe half of this.

Literally half.

It is likely that my aunt prepared it for herself secretly.

Otherwise, it's the old lady's annoying temper.

Can you give me the key to my house?
joke.

but…

Since it was given.

Miss Jiang didn't refuse.

After all, this is where my dad lived.

The meaning is different.

however.

Just as Miss Jiang was about to insert the key.

When the door opens.

There was a "click".

The door opened by itself from the inside.

Simultaneously.

A middle-aged woman came out carrying a basket.

Collided head-on with Miss Jiang and the other two.

Looking at each other.

One second, two seconds...

suddenly.

The other person's eyes lit up.

"Xiao Ning?"

"How did you come?"

talking.

She took two steps forward and reached out to hold Miss Jiang's hand.

With a friendly look:

"Xiao Ning."

"How did you find time to come?"

"Are you here to visit us?"

Well…

Facing Dad's old lover.

Miss Jiang didn't feel comfortable enough to put on a sullen face.

He smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"that…"

"Hello, Aunt Fan."

"It was a school activity that brought me to Haicheng..."

"While I'm free, I want to take my classmates out for a walk..."

"I just happened to walk here..."

Upon hearing this.

The middle-aged woman was immediately extremely happy.

He took Miss Jiang's hand and walked towards the door.

But he only took one step.

Then she slapped herself on the forehead.

"Really."

"There's nothing to entertain at home."

talking.

She waved to Miss Jiang and others.

"Xiao Ning."

"You guys go in and sit for a while."

"I'm going to get some fruit from the road."

then.

Without waiting for Miss Jiang to keep him.

The woman ran out in a hurry.

This time.

The girls looked at each other.

"Ginger ginger."

"You are such a passionate auntie..."

...

"Yes."

"I feel the way she looks at you."

“It feels like seeing my own daughter.”

Uh.

Don't talk nonsense.

If I could hear this.

She can transform into a Super Saiyan on the spot and come here to duel with this Fan.

but…

never mind…

"Go in and sit for a while."

talking.

Miss Jiang brought her two young wives and walked into Old Jiang's house.

Then just came in.

The girl Zhu Hui couldn't help but become interested in the scene around her.

Pick up your own sketchbook.

Then I started painting.

And Qi Xiaowen is like a curious kitten.

I want to go over and take a look at everything.

Even a well in the corner.

She was all over it.

He looked down cautiously.

As for Miss Jiang herself.

After taking a quick look around.

My eyes were involuntarily drawn to the door leading to the backyard.

I thought about it.

Still sighed.

Thinking in my heart.

Come here.

Say hello.

Otherwise, this old lady would probably diss my family in her heart.

then.

With this thought.

She still took a step forward and walked towards the backyard.

result.

Just opened the door.

She saw the frowning scene...

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Half an hour ago...

……

Don't know when it started.

The little old lady felt that her energy was a bit lacking.

Love to sleep.

Too lazy to move.

From time to time, I feel pain here and sore there.

Just like this afternoon.

The little old lady ate some porridge.

Thinking about going out for a walk.

Then my chest started to twitch from time to time.

It feels like something is pinching me.

This made the old lady feel indescribably irritated.

He was too lazy to even clean up the dishes.

He stood up, leaned on his crutches, and walked out of the room.

Looking at the quiet courtyard.

The warm sunlight shines into the yard through the patio.

Such scenery made the old lady feel a little better.

Wandered a few steps.

Feel the stinging sensation in your ankle.

The old lady paused for a while.

I chose to sit on the stone bench next to me.

If it was before.

That old guy Jiang Aiguo will definitely come over and laugh at her.

And then after being scolded by her.

He reluctantly came over to support her.

Go to where you want to go step by step.

What now.

The old man turned around.

Looking at the bamboo bench in the yard.

He snorted with some displeasure.

"You old thing."

“When you’re young, you run fast.”

"He's old, but he still runs so fast."

"Now I have no one to help me walk."

"It's time to hit!"

talking.

The little old lady raised the cane in her hand and was about to hit the bench.

But when she noticed the mottled surface on the bench.

The signs of wear and tear on the armrests.

My heart suddenly softened for no reason.

"That's all."

"What's the point of giving me a lesson with a chair?"

"Boring."

Was muttering.

The little old lady had a sudden idea.

I thought about how old Jiang Aiguo used to like to bask in the sun on the bench every day.

As long as there is sunshine.

Will have to sit on the bench for half an hour.

What does it taste like?

How could this old guy like it so much?
Think of this.

The little old lady couldn't stop anymore.

On crutches.

Walk step by step to the bench.

Then sit up gently.

"Squeak..."

The bench made a sound that was somewhat familiar to the little old lady.

Suddenly.

Her eyes narrowed...

Let go of the crutches.

Lying on the bench.

then.

Listening to the rhythmic 'creaking' sound coming from my ears.

The old lady seemed to hear the nagging of old man Jiang Aiguo.

As if blaming her.

Why did you grab his chair?

joke.

The entire Jiang family.

Is there any place where I, Xu Ping, cannot sit?
but.

Don't tell me yet.

This chair is really comfortable to lie on like this.

My feet don’t hurt anymore.

My legs aren't sore anymore.

Even the tight feeling in my heart no longer exists.

Shaking and shaking.

The little old lady seemed to see a familiar face.

Half a point higher.

Wearing a patched linen short-sleeved shirt.

Stumbling after himself.

Shouting 'Mommy, hold me, Mommy, hold me.'

But I am already this old.

How can I hold it?

The old lady was about to refuse.

As a result, I heard another familiar voice, persuading me.

"Ping."

"Xiao An has walked two blocks."

"Give me a hug."

Two streets?
If it were based on my previous personality.

The old lady would definitely refuse, after all, children should not be spoiled too much.

Otherwise, his temper would definitely not be good.

But now.

Xu Ping lowered her head and looked at her white hands.

Thinking about the son who had not returned for decades.

In a daze, she responded with a smile.

"Row."

"Then give me a hug..."

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Miss Jiang really didn't expect this.

In my memory.

That little old lady with a weird temper who always has a sour face towards everyone.

He actually died on a bench in his own yard with a smile on his face.

That quiet look.

As quiet as a painting.

And Aunt Fan, who was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly.

It forms a sharp contrast.

like…

But I don’t know how to say it.

After all, there was the old man lying on the bench.

She is her biological grandmother.

And it seems that I shouldn't just watch like this.

But if she was asked to follow Aunt Fan Qin and kneel down and cry.

She couldn't do it at all.

Even said.

At this moment, she couldn't squeeze out even a drop of tears from her eyes.

Is it cruel?
It doesn't feel like much.

"Jiang Jiang..."

“Don’t be sad…”

"I am sorry for your loss…"

Facing the comfort of his young wife and Zhu Xiaohui.

Miss Jiang nodded.

Then be silent for a moment.

Pick up your phone.

I edited a short message and sent it out. Ten minutes later.

A reckless figure rushed in.

After taking a look around.

He rushed straight to the bench.

There was a 'pop' sound.

Kneel on the ground.

"mom!!!"

"my mom!!"

"Why did you leave without saying a word!!!"

howling.

That look.

He doesn't look like an ordinary compound staff at all.

Seeing this.

Miss Jiang sighed.

He brought the two girls beside him out from the backyard.

Sit in a chair in the front yard.

She took a deep breath.

"Feel sorry."

"I wanted to bring you guys here to play."

"did not expect…"

...

"Don't say that, Jiang Jiang."

"You don't want an old person in your family to die."

“And…and…”

Just like Qi Wen who is usually eloquent.

under these circumstances.

I don't know what to say.

I can only repeat the previous consolation:
"Ginger ginger."

"Do not be sad."

"I am sorry for your loss…"

At this time.

The door was forced open.

A middle-aged woman with a panicked look.

Breaking in from the door.

When she saw Jiang Ning in the front yard.

Obviously stunned.

But he hasn't spoken yet.

Miss Jiang said in advance:

"inside."

"Your second brother has already gone in."

Done.

The middle-aged woman seemed to remember something as well.

The mouth closed instantly.

Rushed straight to the backyard.

Not a moment.

Another louder howl came from inside.

that's it.

The crying sounds in the backyard continued for a long time.

While Miss Jiang was thinking about whether to go in and discuss the funeral arrangements for the old lady with her second uncle.

The last distraught figure.

Walked in from outside.

"Jiang, Jiang Ning..."

"I, I, where's my mom?"

Faced with this terrifying voice.

Miss Jiang did not shake her head.

moment.

Visible to the naked eye.

My young aunt.

In the slightly red eyes.

The crystal clear liquid instantly gushed out like flowing water.

then.

Like a walking corpse, he walked towards the backyard with difficulty.

No surprise.

Another cry joined in.

But this time.

The middle-aged man is Miss Jiang’s second uncle.

But he walked out from the backyard.

Came in front of Miss Jiang.

With red eyes.

He asked hoarsely:
"My mother...your grandmother, did she say anything before she died?"

Hear the words.

Miss Jiang shook her head.

"When I went in."

"Just watching her lying there with a smile on her face."

"I thought she was sleeping at the time."

"Just wanted to remind you."

"It's winter after all."

"Can…"

She didn't say everything.

But the second uncle in front of her should also be able to understand what she meant.

really.

The latter's eyes turned red again.

"She died with a smile on her face."

"I guess he must have figured out something."

"Ning Ning."

"you do not know."

"Since the old man passed away."

"Her mood has gone through a lot of changes."

"Many times, I wanted her to move out with me."

"But she didn't want to."

"She has to guard this alley."

"Actually, I know."

"She is not only reluctant to leave this home."

"I also can't bear to leave my old man and my eldest brother."

"She was afraid that if they moved, they would miss home and couldn't find it when they came back."

"Especially Big Brother."

"Ning Ning."

"The old man actually regrets getting angry with the eldest brother."

"I secretly took out the photos more than once..."

...

“Ningning…”

"Thank you…"

.........

Miss Jiang left the alley with red eyes.

She originally wanted to stay and help.

It can be said that he has taken over the position of the father.

But the Jiang family still has traditional ideas.

She, a little girl, was not allowed to attend the vigil.

Plus, there are two girls around him.

under these circumstances.

She just left a message saying 'Call me when you need me'.

Then he walked out of the alley with his men.

"Jiang Jiang..."

"I didn't expect your family had such a past..."

Listen to the sound.

Miss Jiang turned around, stretched out her hand, and wiped the crystal clearness off the young wife's face.

He smiled lightly and said:
"how."

"Dislike it?"

As a result, the words just fell out.

The girl in front of him suddenly became anxious.

"No, no!"

"I…how could I!?"

This girl was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Miss Jiang quickly patted her head.

"Okay."

"Every family has a little story."

"That's not surprising."

As soon as these words came out.

How could Qi Xiaowen not know that Miss Jiang was teasing her?

His mouth suddenly puffed up.

He stomped his foot angrily.

"Humph!"

"You bullied me again!"

"I'll never pay attention to you again!"

Looking at the girl's innocent appearance.

Miss Jiang narrowed her eyes.

asked rhetorically.

"Are you willing to?"

As soon as these words came out.

The painted imperial concubine beside him could no longer bear it and acted in pain.

He retched.

"Oh my God."

"Just kill me!"

"You two are so annoying now!"

???

You dare to tease me.

Hua Guifei, I think you are looking for death!
immediately.

Miss Jiang and the young wife seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Almost at the same time, they attacked Zhu Hui.

For a while.

The sound of laughter immediately spread along the street.

It was at this time.

The haze of birth, old age, sickness and death was finally dispelled from the girls' hearts.

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evening.

On the upper floor of a river view hotel by the river beach.

Three girls ordered food for the table.

From river fresh to seafood.

From fresh mountain food to fresh natural food.

many kinds of.

There are so many that even Miss Jiang, a reborn person who has been impacted by the Internet, is amazed.

after all.

Lots of food.

She had only seen him on the Internet before.

Haven't really tasted it.

And now.

When the real thing is placed in front of you.

She finally understood.

Why so many people pursue these delicacies from land and sea so much.

but.

These things are delicious.

That's the expense.

It's really not something that most people can accept.

There are three people at a table.

8 main courses and 3 desserts.

Three cups of imported fruit drinks.

Miss Jiang spent a total of 38,000 yuan.

It’s really…

Forget it.

Money is earned, isn't it? It's meant to be spent.

With this thought.

Miss Jiang swiped her card casually and prepared to return to the box to continue enjoying her meal with the young wives.

But at this time.

Right in front of her.

Two people were walking towards us.

A young man and a middle-aged man.

Both of them looked like they had drunk quite a bit of alcohol.

They supported each other and walked towards this side.

Well known.

Alcohol can amplify people's desires.

Miss Jiang knew that she could easily become the desire of others.

So to avoid surprises.

She immediately stepped aside.

An empty box.

Then he huddled in the darkness, waiting for the two men to leave.

As a result, these two people.

"Tiger, Brother Tiger!"

"You, don't worry!"

"Little brother, I'll find you a beautiful lady when I get back..."

"I promise, I promise you'll like it..."

...

"What, what beauty?"

"Well, that girl called Danny, your brother Tiger really likes her..."

...

"She, she is me..."

"Yes, it's you what?"

talking.

Miss Jiang, who was hiding in the darkness, suddenly heard a crisp slap.

next second.

A deep voice suddenly appeared.

"Tell Brother Tiger."

"What is she to you?"

...

"Yes, yes, she is my junior..."

Listen to this response.

The deep voice suddenly laughed.

"it is good!"

"What a good school girl!"

"Xiao Yang, as long as you arrange it."

"Your brother Tiger promises you."

"You're definitely on the list of actors for the new drama on Top Entertainment!"

"And it's guaranteed to be within three rounds!"

immediately.

Another voice suddenly became much louder.

"real?!"

"Brother Tiger, you didn't lie to me?"

"Hahaha…"

"Brother Tiger, don't worry!"

"Just based on her drinking capacity!"

"You are ready to be the bridegroom tonight!"

...

Two minutes later.

Miss Jiang walked out from the shadows.

Looking at the two men walking into the bathroom arm in arm not far away.

His eyes narrowed.

If you heard me right.

Danny Feng...

Zhu Hui's classmate...

The one who took the person to the river beach in the car...

And now.

Forget it.

Go back and tell Zhu Hui.

After all, he is her classmate.

What to do with…

Listen to her...

.......
(End of this chapter)