Hello Chen Jirong

Ye Jingjing's birthday is four days before Christmas, that is, on the 21st. For convenience, the long-awaited Christmas is also coming.And there is an advantage that the price of apples that skyrocketed on Christmas Eve is completely the price of cabbage these days, so Chen Jirong waved his hand, bought five boxes and took them to the farmhouse, and was ready to share a share when the time came.

There were a lot of people in the group. In Chen Jirong's studio, there were more than 20 girls at the front desk, and a few brought their families. There were more than 30 people, and they drove there in their private cars. It's easy to park, and Chen Jirong's mother also told him that it's best to drive a bus.

Simply, Chen Jirong asked a friend to drive a bus, and happily boarded a group of people.

As soon as they were seated, everyone started chatting lively. Of course, the center of the topic must be the two big star beauties sitting in the front row.

It's a pity that the boss returned with Li Gang and his wife. The three of them sat in groups, keeping the others out.

Lin Jie was lucky. In order to make up the number of people for the vacant seat next to Chen Jirong, Chen Jirong pulled him over without thinking. Excited not knowing what to do.

"Just watch it, don't ask random questions, or you will be easily disillusioned." Chen Jirong glanced at Lin Jie's appearance next to him and knew what was going on, because he had done this before.

"Uh..." Lin Jie, who had seen through his thoughts, was a little shy.

"Hey, dog... What's the matter with you, master, why are you talking bad about me in front of others!" Wang Yurou and Chen Jirong still have to pretend to be a couple, even if her wife is here now. Next to him, but seeing Luo Shuxin happily eating the lollipop, he didn't really care much.

Chen Jirong smiled, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Hmph!" Wang Yurou sat back without turning her head.

"Uh...boss, is it really okay for you to say that about the goddess?" Lin Jie asked stammeringly.

"Why not?" Chen Jirong wondered, "Just because, is she your goddess?"

Lin Jie froze for a moment, then nodded.

Chen Jirong laughed again, "Child, you are not mature enough!"

After finishing speaking, he even touched Lin Jie's shaved bayberry head a few days ago.

The last time he was trained by Chen Jirong, although he was still very aggrieved, he was clearly aware of his own shortcomings, so he chose to "cut his hair". .

However, Lin Jie still felt a little uncomfortable being called a kid by someone who was only four or five years older than him.But looking at Chen Jirong, and then looking at himself, I feel that it is quite similar.

Although Chen Jirong dresses very young, sometimes like a fresh graduate, but he exudes a mature and stable atmosphere all the time, which always makes people feel that standing next to him is very stable.

But sometimes it's very hateful, especially when he props his chin and looks at people and smiles evilly. At that time, you have to be careful, maybe he is thinking of a way to fuck you.

Sitting behind Li Ganggui and Lin Xinyi are Zhao Zhiqiang and Su Yifan. The four of them are chatting enthusiastically at the moment. The two "old men" whose wives are not by their side are chatting and frequently glance sideways at the two beauties sitting at the front. .

Chen Jirong's trip this time can be said to be a drag on his family, which inevitably caused Luo Jing some headaches.He also knows Chen Jirong's friends, they are not easy to provoke, and he will definitely not choke him like Wang Yurou. I can't stand it, I don't know if it's right or wrong to come this time.It's a pity that he has been abroad in the past few years, and his focus is abroad. The few friends left by the university are either no longer in touch, or they are far away. Basically, none of them stayed in Qingjiang. Here, he can be said to be a lonely family.

Looking back at Qian Hangzhen who was sleeping on his shoulder, he felt a little more at ease. At least he felt that there was someone who could always be with him in this city that was about to make him feel out of place.

After getting out of the car, a group of people were immediately attracted by the clear mountains and beautiful waters of Yongjia. Although it is December and there is still a gust of cold wind blowing from time to time, the beauty of the scene in front of them still does not diminish.

Because it was the owner, Chen Jirong greeted the others to play first, and went to find his mother by himself first, and asked if lunch was ready.

I haven't seen my mother for a long time, and I only talk on the phone on weekdays. Chen Jirong still misses her very much.

"Mom, I'm here, are you there?" In addition to looking at the venue of the farmhouse on weekdays, Chen Jirong's mother is doing farm work in a farmland not far away, and those are used to cook for the guests who come to the farmhouse For food, because no pesticides are sprayed, a lot of farming is done by myself, and it is very popular with customers, and the business is particularly good.

"Yes." Mother Chen replied inside.

"Rongrong is back?" Besides Chen's mother, there was another voice in the room, mixed with a little local accent.Hearing that it was Chen Jirong, there was an inexplicable joy in his tone.That was Chen Jirong's aunt.

"Hey, aunt, I'm here. Is lunch ready? My colleagues are all outside!" Chen Jirong responded.

"Okay, okay, call them over for dinner." The aunt said enthusiastically.

"Okay." Chen Jirong said, turned his head and roared twice, and then entered the room.

As soon as you enter the door, the first thing you see is a huge stove with three pots on it.Farmhouse, of course, cooks and cooks like in the countryside, with firewood for fire and iron pot for cooking. At this time, Chen Jirong's mother and aunt are sitting around the fire on the stove, and the pot on the stove seems to be He was steaming something, and the steaming heat permeated the air, making the whole room warm.Chen Jirong, who was still a little cold when he got out of the car, wanted to take off his clothes now.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm thinner again. It's still fatter and looks better. It's nice to be round and round like when I was young." Seeing Chen Jirong coming in, my aunt stood up and greeted Chen Jirong. Mother Chen still sat at the stove and remained silent. Silent.

For a moment, Chen Jirong felt his nose sore and almost couldn't hold back his tears.

"Ah, it's better to be thinner." Chen Jirong smiled at his aunt, and then looked at his mother.

After seeing her for a long time, Chen Jirong felt that her mother's hair was a little more gray, and the old wrinkles gradually crept up. She was wearing plain clothes, which was quite different from the way she loved to dress up when she was young.

"Mom." Chen Jirong called out.

"Yes." Mother Chen responded.

Knowing that the mother and son had a heart-to-heart knot, the aunt didn't say much, and walked away silently to prepare lunch.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, finally Chen Jirong squeezed his fist, "Mom, I brought my girlfriend over here, and I'll call her over to show you, okay?"

When Mother Chen, who was originally indifferent, suddenly heard the word "girlfriend", the expression on her face suddenly became richer, "Call me over here."

"En." Chen Jirong nodded, and when he turned around, he finally couldn't hold back the tears on his face, wiped them vigorously, and went out to call Wang Yurou.

At this time, Wang Yurou and Luo Shuxin were playing in the small yard of the farmhouse. It was already winter, but there were still many small green vegetables and shallots growing in the small flower bed in front of the door, and they were growing gratifyingly.The two little girls, who had never seen any crops, were naturally very excited. They looked left and right, and sometimes took out their mobile phones to fiddle with some photos.Not far away, some fans of the two were peeping.

"Sleeve." Chen Jirong walked to Wang Yurou's side and knelt down, patted her on the shoulder, "My mother called you."

"Hey, what did you call me for?" When she looked back at Chen Jirong, she saw that there were two obvious tear marks on his face, and his eyes were also red, "Why are you crying?"

"It's okay." Chen Jirong shook his head, "Don't mention fake couples to my mother when you go in, do you understand?"

"Didn't you say..." Seeing Chen Jirong's appearance, Wang Yurou choked on the second half of the sentence, and guessed a lot in her heart. Although Chen Jirong had come out to his parents a few years ago, the parents I was also sad for a while and then accepted it, but I still have a knot in my heart.

"Wait!" Wang Yurou patted Chen Jirong's shoulder, then smiled and went to find Chen Jirong's mother.

"Master, don't you follow in?" Luo Shuxin moved a few steps closer to Chen Jirong and asked.

Chen Jirong closed his eyes and shook his head, tears fell down again.

"Xiao Fei, I really can't stand it..."

When Chen Jirong spoke, his voice was choked with sobs, "I'm really tired, my mother has ignored me for seven years, I really can't take it anymore..."

The master who had always been calm and gentle in front of her suddenly collapsed like a child at this moment, and Luo Shuxin was also a little caught off guard. She kept stroking Chen Jirong's back, "It's okay, it's okay, look at Xiuxiu, right?" They all went in, maybe you mother and son will be reconciled today, isn’t it?”

Chen Jirong didn't answer her, he reached out and put the windbreaker hat on his head, and buried his face deeply, where other people couldn't see, he was already full of tears, and he tried his best to open his mouth wide to prevent himself from crying. When the sound came, I couldn't help but bit my lip hard, and didn't want to let go even if the bite was broken.

Luo Shuxin kept stroking Chen Jirong's back, she knew a lot less than Wang Yurou, even though she knew Chen Jirong earlier than Wang Yurou, and her relationship with Chen Jirong was softer than Wang Yurou's, but Chen Jirong kept a lot of reservations about some things, Perhaps it also has something to do with how little contact with him these years.

Suddenly, Chen Jirong stood up, wiped his tears vigorously, and when he put down his hands, he revealed a pair of bloodshot eyes, "Where is Qian Hang really?"

"Master..." Luo Shuxin was frightened by the fierce look on Chen Jirong's face, even holding Chen Jirong by his face, he was caught off guard, and before he could react, Chen Jirong had already left aggressively.