Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 397 Shi Mianmian's Eyebrows and Her Back then...

A black Bentley drove into the Jing family's old house.

Standing in front of the old man's bedroom window, Uncle Li saw Jing Jihan's car coming back, turned around and walked to the old man's reclining chair and whispered, Mr. Jing is back.

Huh? The old man was lying on his aunt, with a thin blanket on his lap, and an old photo album on the blanket. He squinted his eyes and glanced at Uncle Li while half asleep, Who's back?

Uncle Li smiled and said, Mr. Jing.

The old man heard clearly this time, closed his eyes and did not speak again.

Uncle Li didn't force him to wake him up.

The old man is in his eighties, and he is considered healthy among the old people of the same age. Apart from the fact that his legs and feet have become more and more difficult in the past two years, there is nothing wrong with him.

But recently, because I heard that the old lady came back from Singapore, this old man has been cruel for more than ten years, but he still often feels emotional when he is touched by the situation.

After all, because of his old stubborn temper and the machismo of the older generation, he sent the old lady directly to Singapore for retirement. Since the divorce in the sixties to now, these two old people have already I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, or even nearly twenty years. They are still alive and well, but they don't contact anyone, and they think that the other party has been buried.

In fact, in recent years, the old man's temper has softened a lot, unlike many years ago, when he wanted to have an arranged marriage to solve Mr. Jing and Mr. Jing Ershao. I didn't force it anymore.

Especially with Shisu's incident two years ago, although the old man didn't think he was too cruel, he was just keeping the bottom line for the Jing family.

But this family is getting more and more deserted now.

In this Ruoda Jing family, one of the two sons went to the imperial capital, the other went to the UK, and then the old lady also went abroad to die and never interact with each other. Now, if Mr. Jing and Jing Luozhou people are still there Jiang Shi, even if he doesn't come back, he can still see each other. This old man can really be called a loner.

Now whoever comes back, or who doesn't come back, the old man is numb, listening to music every day, basking in the sun, it doesn't matter at all.

However, since I heard that the old lady came back from Singapore, it seemed that it was because of the relocation of the ancestral grave of the old lady’s family. Otherwise, it would not be possible to make a special effort to come back at such an advanced age, but this time, I am not in a hurry to return to Singapore.

After the old man heard about this, he said coldly on the surface that the old woman is not dead yet? An attitude that has nothing to do with Lao Tzu.

But in fact, recently I couldn’t help asking the servants at home to dig out the photo albums from decades ago, occasionally look at those old photos, curl up on the recliner by myself, and turn the operas on the radio into those very sad ones. head.

When Jing Jihan entered the door, he heard the babbling tune in the old man's room. Uncle Li quickly reached out and turned off the old man's precious radio.

Mr. Jing. Uncle Li smiled and greeted respectfully: Did the Second Young Master come back with you?

No. Jing Jihan glanced at the old man who was clearly awake but didn't bother to open his eyes with his eyes closed, but he didn't go over, only saw an old photo album on his lap.

Second Young Master has rarely come back in the past two years. It's probably because he's been out and used to being wild. Uncle Li said, Mr. Jing staying at home tonight? I'll ask Xiaohui to prepare dinner?

No, I heard that the old man has been confused recently. I'll come back and have a look. The company has a regular meeting in the afternoon, so I'll be back before three o'clock.

You're so fucking confused! Mr. Jing suddenly opened his eyes, scolded with dissatisfaction, and clicked his tongue again: Listen to this tone, is that kid Jing Luozhou talking nonsense to you again? How can I be confused? You don’t even have a cerebral infarction at such an old age, and you have a very good memory. You can even remember clearly when you were two years old when you ran around at home and fell into the grass pit in the back garden!”

As he said that, the old man took another look at the person standing in front of the door: It's not a holiday, so it's rare to come here on purpose. Are you afraid that I will die alone at home without anyone watching? Are you angry with me? Don't come back because of your ability!

Old man... The corners of Uncle Li's mouth twitched, and he hurried to persuade the old man's stubborn temper: You can say a few words less...

Mr. Jing is so tough, so aggressive that he seems to be able to pick up his crutches and jump over to beat people in a second. He is indeed very healthy and there is nothing serious about him.

As a result, Mr. Jing kicked his leg while speaking, and the photo album on the blanket suddenly fell to the ground.

The only photo of Jing Jihan when he was a child in the album is on it, the beautiful and lovely facial features belonging to his childhood are very clear under the light of the bedroom.

Uncle Li hurried over to pick up the photo album, but the photo album fell not far from Jing Jihan's feet, and he leaned over to pick it up.

Seeing that Jing Jihan was with his own childhood photos, Uncle Li walked over and looked at them, and said with a smile: Mr. Jing, you were very principled when you were young, no one can force you to do things you don't want to do, even the photos I don’t want to take photos. I have only taken a few photos since I was a child. The few photos I have are probably stored in Nanshan Bieyuan. This photo album was dug out by Xiaohui a few days ago, but I didn’t expect that there are photos of you Now, this should be about four or five years old, childishness is still there, and the little face is also white and round, very cute.

Cute ass, show me, why didn't I see any photos of him when he was a child? Mr. Jing raised his chin and glanced at the photo album with displeasure.

Uncle Li glanced at the old man: That's because you only read the photos with the old lady on the first few pages all day long, and didn't turn to the back at all...

The old man immediately put on a face: I fell asleep before reading a few pages. Why are you looking at a group photo? It's an old thing that is half buried in the ground. What's so good about it?

Jing Jihan looked at his photo at that time calmly.

He really never looked at these things. If he had an impression of his childhood photos, it would not have been so long since he saw how similar his eyebrows and eyes were to him at that time.

Uncle Li didn't know what Jing Jihan was thinking, he had already reached out and took the photo album back, and handed it back to the old man.

Mr. Jing squinted his eyes and looked carefully, then suddenly picked up the reading glasses on the small table next to the recliner, put them on and looked carefully, then raised his eyes to look at Jing Jihan, and after looking back and forth for two times like this , snorted: It was still good-looking when I was a child, but when I grow up, I keep a straight face all day long.

Uncle Li said with a smile next to him: Mr. Jing didn't love to laugh when he was a child, and he kept a straight face all day long, and the second young master especially liked to play tricks in front of him. Every time, Mr. Jing carried him and threw him to the ground. Come in front of you, I hate my brother so much.