President, please give me a hug

Two years ago, the Chu family suddenly went bankrupt, and Jiang Huai was not surprised. People with bad intentions like this should have been punished long ago.It's just that this retribution can still be seen in his lifetime, which can be regarded as a wish.

Who knows, bad people's luck is several times stronger than that of good people, the Chu family has revived again, and the business they are doing now is several times larger than before.

Although there is not much news about the Chu family, Jiang Huai's heart twitched involuntarily when he saw the news that they hired a spokesperson.

Until now, the members of the Chu family didn't know that the eldest lady had returned and turned into another person, living by their side with a strange identity.Like a hunter living in the dark, ready to hunt her prey anytime and anywhere.

"Miss, where are you now? How are you doing?" Jiang Huai's hand holding the phone trembled. After returning to his hometown, he planted his favorite flowers and plants outside his small yard, and raised two The golden retriever, in addition to showing him the yard, can be regarded as a companion.

The eldest lady suddenly disappeared, he had been worried for a long time, and finally received her call, wishing he could run over immediately to see how she was doing?

"Uncle Jiang, I'm in City C, and I'm doing well, so don't worry." Gu Xiaoman remembered that Uncle Jiang's hometown was in City C, but she hadn't visited him in C City in the past few years, think about it I just feel that I have done too much, and I always make the old man worry about it.

As soon as Jiang Huai heard that she was in City C, he had to meet with her whenever she said anything. This person is getting old, so he will have less time to meet each other, so as to avoid unnecessary regrets in the future.

Gu Xiaoman was helpless, so he had no choice but to report the address where he lived, and Jiang Huai hurriedly cleaned up, then took a taxi and drove there.

At home, there are some dried sweet potatoes he dried, and wild honey given by the neighbor next door. He hugged these two things as if they were treasures, and got off at the gate of the rose garden.

He raised his head and glanced at the signboard of the community, which seemed to be quite noble. He thought that if the eldest lady could live in this place, her life would not be much worse, so he felt a little relieved.

Gu Xiaoman was wearing pink slippers, wrapped in a coat, and went downstairs to pick up people. Seeing Uncle Jiang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, his dark black hair turned pale. Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Huai looked left and right, only to find that the person was already standing behind him, but he was still not used to her face, so he stood still and stared at Gu Xiaoman for a long time before he recovered. "Hey, it's cold outside, let's talk when we go in."

Although the eldest lady is now a star, she is too thin, as if she would be blown down by the wind.After entering the house, he immediately put the things he brought on the coffee table in the living room like a treasure, and said with a smile: "This is the dried sweet potato I dried myself. You ate it when you were young, so I will dry some every year. I don’t know if you can eat it, but this habit can’t be changed. Yes, yes, there is also this honey, a gift from the neighbor, wild honey, which is very good.”

Inadvertently seeing the medicines on the table, he looked up at Gu Xiaoman's clothes, "Are you sick? Have you eaten? Is there anything at home, I'll go and make you something to eat."

Hey, when I got up to look for the kitchen, I took a casual look at the house. It looked quite big, but I lived alone, and there was a headache and no one to take care of it.

"Uncle Jiang, don't be busy, I have some porridge." Gu Xiaoman didn't expect the two to meet again, Uncle Jiang still hasn't changed at all, he treats her like a little girl, and always feels that she can't take care of himself.

Some people are used to doing anything for you, even if you disappear and don't appear again, his habit will not change because of this.

Feeling a little sour in her heart, she picked up the dried sweet potato on the table and took a bite. It was still the flavor she loved most when she was a child. The aroma of the sweet potato spread in her mouth. The degree of softness and hardness was just right, and it was very delicious.Unable to hold back for a while, she ate some more, and when the hot egg noodles with tomato came to her face, she had already wiped out half of the dried sweet potato.