Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

He turned and walked away, drifting away.

Jiang Fuxi stood at the door for a long time before turning back into the yard, still remembering that the mottle of the moonlight under the silver pine tree that year fell in the eyes of the young stubborn.

He begged his grandmother to take the Luo family's child and raise him.

"I used my money to raise Luo San. What's the problem with them? I see who dares to chew his tongue."

"I dare not in front of you, what will you say behind your back?"

"As they say, I raise me."

The old lady scolded, "Brother Zhi!"

The boy softened his tone, and he had never lowered his breath like this: "Grandma, when I beg you, can Luo San come to Jiang's house?"

"Even if I agreed, the Luo family won't agree."

The teenager was very determined and stiff: "If you don't agree, I will grab it."

"It's easy to say, his household registration is in the Luo family, and the Luo family doesn't nod, how can you grab it?"

"Hold it hard."

The old lady was very angry: "Naughty!"

The young man standing upright suddenly bent his knees and knelt under the silver pine tree: "You don't let me mess around. I'm set to mess around. If you don't help me grab Luo San, I will kneel down."

The old lady walked away.

In the cold night, the boy knelt under the tree for a long time.

She was also on the side, and when he knelt for a while, she stood for a while.

The Gui family next to the old lady came and lobbied: "Sister Xi, go and persuade you too."

She shook her head and looked at the people under the tree in the distance: "Why would he listen to me." Turning her head and asking Gui, "Is Brother Zhi's soup ready?"

Gui said: "Warm in the kitchen."

"I'll bring it."

During that day and night, Jiang Zhi vomited blood and was in a coma all day.

That night, the fool of the Luo family disappeared, and was burnt to the point that there was only a ash. Jiang Zhi went to Luo’s family to set a fire and brought back an orange cat called Luo Si.

Jiang Fuxi walked in the yard with an umbrella in his hand, his thoughts drifting away.

A girl came to face me, holding a tray. The tray contained the New Year gifts that the old lady had prepared for the guests of the side branch. The stack was too high and blocked the way. She didn't see the person in front, and stepped on the snow. It slipped and hit it.

The New Year gift box fell to the ground, and there was a black umbrella on the ground.

The girl quickly picked up the black umbrella, handed it over, and apologized tremblingly: "I'm sorry, Miss San."

She was a young girl. Jiang Fuxi had never seen her before. Xu was a newly hired servant from the Jiang family. She took the umbrella and said, "It's okay. The road is slippery. Walk slowly."

The girl was flattered: "Thank you Miss San."

Jiang Fuxi smiled and said no thanks, took the umbrella and returned to the hall.

When Jiang Fuxi walked away, the middle-aged woman who was with the girl spoke up and said: "How reckless you are, the rules are all for nothing."

The middle-aged woman is also a servant of the Jiang family and has been working in the Jiang family for some years.

Not long after the girl came here, even the Jiang family didn’t recognize her well: "Miss San has a very good temper."

The woman did not answer.

As the girl sorted the gift box, she talked about what she had heard from the owner: "How come the ancestor of the young master is always cold and cold to the third lady? Is their relationship good? I think the third lady treats him well. what."

She had seen the young master several times, but did not dare to look up. I heard that it was the worst temper in this family.

The woman took a word: "I'm done with Liangzi."

The young girl just came out to do things and still couldn't sink her heart. She likes to listen to the secrets of Da Shi's family that is not known to outsiders: "What kind of beams have you made?"

"I heard it too." The woman looked around and saw that there was no one, so she chatted with the little girl. "The young master used to raise an orange cat and said that the third lady accidentally fed it dirty Something, the cat died later, and the young master and Miss San had a grievance. I heard that Miss San had a serious illness because of this. She lay down for a long time before meeting, and almost lost half of her life. It’s not that the old lady came forward and couldn’t close the scene. After that, the relationship between the two would be bad."

The girl listened to Jiang Fuxi and embraced the injustice: "As for, isn't it just a cat, and the third lady didn't mean it."

"This is all passed on by everyone, who knows whether it is true or false, but the young master did raise a cat, and he received it from Luo's house. What's the name..." The woman thought about it, "Called Luo Si."

At 8:30, Zhou Xufang and Wen Baiyang had just finished the New Year's Eve dinner, and the dinner table had not been cleaned, and Wen Baiyang brought fruit and tea.

She doesn't have a TV here, so she turns on her computer, and there is a Spring Festival Gala inside.

Zhou Xufang called Jiang Zhi: "Are you coming soon?"

Jiang Zhi said: "Still on the elevated road of Cangning Road."

"Then you drive, I'll hang up."

Zhou Xufang was afraid of delaying his driving, so he hung up the phone immediately.

Wen Baiyang watched TV with her for a while, got up to clean the table.

Zhou Xufang followed to collect the dishes and said, "I will wash the dishes."

Wen Baiyang shook his head: "You are a guest." Fearing that Zhou Xufang would not understand the sign language, he wrote it to her on the phone again.

Ingenious, good at cooking, and gentle and virtuous, Zhou Xufang thought, if she were a boy, she would marry a lovely girl like Wen Baiyang.

No, she has to marry Jiang Zhi.

Zhou Xufang stopped the thoughts in his mind: "Then wash it together."

Wen Baiyang nodded: "Okay."

The two went to the kitchen to clean up.

"Bai Yang." Zhou Xufang turned his head so that Wen Baiyang could see her talking, "Can I bring some dumplings back later?"

She was a little embarrassed: "Jiang Zhi hasn't eaten yet."

Wen Baiyang wiped his hands and wrote with his mobile phone: "I have packed so much, I brought it for you."

"Thank you."

"you are welcome."

Zhou Xufang also made them, but the dumplings she made would fall apart immediately after the pot, and the shape was very ugly, unlike those made from Wen Baiyang, they were very beautiful and had all kinds of tricks.

Oh, by the way, Zhou Xufang asked her: "Are you good at computer?"

Wen Baiyang looked at her in confusion.

Zhou Xufang said: "I saw many trophies on the cabinet."

She wrote: "It should be better."

Zhou Xufang admired her for being able to go to the hall and the kitchen.

Oh, Mr. Joe is so lucky.

After washing the dishes, Zhou Xufang sat in the living room, and Wen Baiyang packed up snacks in the kitchen to take Zhou Xufang home to eat.

When Wen Baiyang came out of the kitchen, Zhou Xufang was standing in front of the cabinet behind the sofa, looking up at the photo wall. She pointed to one of them: "Baiyang, is the girl in this photo you?"

Wen Baiyang nodded: "It's me, this is my grandma." Afraid that she would not understand, she wrote the word grandma.

That one was taken by her and grandma on the mountain behind her hometown. It was an old-fashioned mobile phone at the time, and the photo was very fuzzy.

Zhou Xufang thought for a while: "Is Damai Mountain in the photo?"

Wen Baiyang hesitated for a while and replied: "Yes."

What a coincidence.

Her hometown is Damaishan, she knows computers well, and she works downstairs in her home.

"I went to Damai Mountain five years ago." At that time, Zhou Xufang had just escaped from abroad and rescued a couple in Damai Mountain. The couple invited her to the village as a guest.

Wen Baiyang did not speak, but looked at her quietly.

"Is that you, the girl in the fire?"

The child was still young and did not look like a long open. When Zhou Xufang took her out of the fire, her face was dark and she couldn't see her appearance, but Zhou Xufang remembered the old man in the photo.

Wen Baiyang nodded: "It's me."

Her eyes were red: "Thank you." she wrote, "Thank you for saving me."

In the year she was born, the Damai Mountain was in drought. From that time on, she became the disaster star of the whole village, because she was born a dishonorable, deaf and mute. Her father died and her mother was gone. She was born with evil in her life. Is the nemesis.

Floods blame her, famines blame her, and anyone who died blames her.

That year, when she was fourteen years old, an accident occurred in the Hemlock family in the village, and almost two people were killed. Moreover, it may not have rained in the village for a long time. The harvest was very bad, so the village chief took a few elderly people. Discussing whether to burn her to death or drown her. Zhou Xufang came to the village at that time, and it was she who saved the two lives of Heshan's family.

The final result of the negotiation is to use fire.

It was Zhou Xufang who carried her out of the fire. At that time, her eyes were already red, and the villagers were afraid to step forward to stop them, but secretly picked up the **** on the ground and told the child in her arms that this was monster.

They all forgot, who saved the two lives of Heshan's family, they only remember that a red-eyed ‘monster’ entered the village.

Zhou Xufang had a guess: "Is it because of me that you came to work in a convenience store?"

Wen Bai flushed his eyes, smiled, and nodded.

"I see." Zhou Xufang didn't point it, but asked her, "When is your birthday?"

"July."

Zhou Xufang said: "At that time, I will buy a large SpongeBob for you."

There were tears in her eyes: "Okay."

Needless to say, their tacit understanding is very good and has always been very good.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Wen Baiyang couldn't hear it, and Zhou Xufang pointed to the door: "It should be Jiang Zhi who is here. I will open the door."

"it is good."

Zhou Xufang went to open the door, and Wen Baiyang went to the kitchen to pack dumplings.

The person who came was not Jiang Zhi, but a strange face, Zhou Xufang had never seen him.

The other party was also surprised and spoke first: "Who are you? Where is Wen Baiyang?"

Here comes Wen Ya.

Zhou Xufang said: "I am her friend."

Wen Ya went directly in and shouted in the living room: "Wen Baiyang!"

She could not hear.

Wen Ya went directly to the kitchen.

Wen Baiyang was surprised to see her: "Have you eaten?" She wanted to say that she made a lot of dumplings.

This sign language is commonly used, and Wen Ya can understand: "Can I still eat now?"

She was not like usual, her tone was very aggressive: "What did you tell Nan Chu?"

It's menacing, it's to settle accounts.

Wen Baiyang wrote on his mobile phone: "I still have guests."

Wen Ya turned a deaf ear: "What do you want to say? What kind of pillow wind did you blow in Nanchu, causing him to quarrel with his grandfather during the Chinese New Year. Now that he is in the hospital, are you satisfied?"

I asked every question, angrily, she couldn't pretend, couldn't speak softly, and furious with Wen Baiyang.

Zhou Xufang was also there, and he could probably guess the whole story.

"Can you go sit in my room?" Wen Baiyang used sign language.

Zhou Xufang could understand: "Okay." She was worried, "If something calls me, you just knock on the table."

Wen Baiyang nodded.

Zhou Xufang avoided.

When the door of the room was closed, Wen Baiyang typed a line on the phone: "Ms. Wen, I have a guest, please be quiet."

Wen Ya did not whisper: "You would go back to your grandmother's New Year in previous years, why not go this year? What are you thinking about? I really want to marry into Qiao's family?"

Wen Baiyang looked at her furiously.

She has been a gentle and charming Mrs. Qiao for five years, and she doesn't speak loudly on weekdays. It's not that she has such a temperament. It is the person who has given all the meanness and strength to the most disgusted person.

Wen Baiyang felt a little sad and ridiculous.

She wrote: "This is my business, please leave it alone."

Wen Ya's emotions were a little out of control: "You were born in October, why can't I care?" She looked at the girl in front of her, trying to maintain her composure, "Bao Yang, you must be self-knowing. If you can’t hear, you might not even be able to give birth to a normal child. Nan Chu is an only child. Would a family like the Qiao family allow you to give birth to disabled children?"

Disability, disability...

Wen Ya always talked about her disability, reminding her over and over again, to know how to advance and retreat, to know good and bad, not to wishful thinking, and not to daydream.

"Blam me? Didn't you give me my disability?"

Wen Ya sneered: "So you hate me? You don't want to make me feel better. You deliberately seduce Nan Chu and make it difficult for me to do it at Qiao's house!"

Wen Baiyang didn't want to answer.

Wen Yaquan acquiesced to her and said harshly to her: "Then you did it, I am not a human inside and out now, the old man of the Qiao family can't wait to let Shenxing divorce me immediately."

She has been married to Qiao's family for more than five years, and she doesn't even have a child. Qiao Shenxing doesn't plan to let her give birth to Qiao's children.

She softened her tone, as usual, with a crying voice in her words, and she looked like Chuchu: "I beg you, Bai Yang, you have to break with Nan Chu."

Wen Baiyang didn't look at her, turned around and said, "Let's go." She put away the phone and stopped replying.

Wen Ya walked up to her with one last sentence to say: "Nan Chu's grandfather is still in the hospital and is very ill. You'd better not show up in front of Qiao's family."

Wen Baiyang went to the room after Wen Ya left.

"Sorry Xu Fang, let you sit here alone."

"I'm fine." Zhou Xufang heard Wen Ya's words just now, and wanted to say something to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.

"That person was my biological mother just now." She wrote on her mobile phone, "She is also Nan Chu's stepmother."

Zhou Xufang had also heard Jiang Zhi say something about it, but for fear of poking Wen Baiyang's sore spot, she resisted asking.

The doorbell rang again.

Zhou Xufang glanced at the door: "Jiang Zhi should be here this time."

She opened the door.

Jiang Zhi stood at the door: "Have you finished the New Year's Eve dinner?"

"Ok."

He entered the room, slowed down his speech, and said to Wen Baiyang, "Excuse me today."

Wen Baiyang shook his head, went to bring the packed dumplings, some barley tea and snacks, packed two bags and handed them to Zhou Xufang.

Taking the post-it note on the refrigerator, she wrote: "Dumplings should be put in the ice, the vegetable skins are filled with mushrooms, the gold ingots are filled with shepherd’s purse, and the rest is filled with celery. I still have it. Two side dishes, the green box is spicy, the red box is not spicy."

Zhou Xufang couldn't worry about her: "I will stay with you for a while."

She waved her hand: "I'm okay, you can go back with Jiang Zhi."

When he came out of Wen Baiyang's house, Jiang Zhi asked, "What's wrong?"

"Bai Yang's biological mother just came here, her attitude was very excessive, and she said a lot of bad things." That Ms. Wen, Zhou Xufang had a bad impression of her.

Jiang Zhi held the bag in one hand and held her in the other: "It should be because of the Qiao family's father."

"you know too?"

He said: "I just talked to Nan Chu on the phone, and it's okay. I'll be able to raise it for a few days." He only heard Qiao Nanchu say something about it.

The Qiao family’s father is almost 80, his heart is not very good, he has a lot of offspring and grandchildren, and his favorite is Qiao Nanchu. During the New Year’s Eve dinner, several elders mentioned Qiao Nanchu’s life-long events, and he doesn’t get around. , I said directly that I had a marriage partner. As soon as the old man heard that Wen Ya’s non-talking daughter, he slapped the table on the spot and said that he objected. The two grandparents quarreled like this. The old man couldn’t stand the excitement. After a few words, he rolled his eyes and fell down.

"Are they going to beat Mandarin Duck?" Zhou Xufang was very worried about Wen Baiyang. Such a weak and thin girl is definitely not the opponent of Qiao's family.

Jiang Zhi touched her head to make her stop worrying: "It's useless to beat a mandarin duck, Nan Chu, no one can force him."

Father Joe's situation has stabilized, and he hasn't woken up yet. In the ward, the old man's sons and daughters were there, and his grandchildren were also there, so he sent Qiao Nanchu outside, fearing that the old man would wake up and see him as an "unfilial grandson" and faint with anger.

Qiao Nanchu sat on a chair in the hospital corridor and sent a text message to Wen Baiyang.

"I want to go there later."

She replied: "Yeah."

Qiao Nanchu didn't mention the old man's hospitalization: "Has Zhou Xufang gone back?"

"gone back."

He found several reasons why he could not go back, and deleted them all, and finally only sent one sentence: "Wait for me at home."