After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

The air in the room seemed to stagnate for a moment, and finally Jiang Jiao said dryly, "Today is Saturday, and the Civil Affairs Bureau is closed. Tomorrow is grandma's birthday. We, we will go next Monday."

By the end, his voice was almost inaudible.

But only "almost".

Minglian agreed.

With one matter resolved, Minglian felt a lot easier.

After breakfast, Minglian planned to go back to Ming's house.

But before going back, he had to bring back the herbal wine he had bought from a friend.

Ming Yanghui doesn't like baijiu, nor does he like foreign wine, but he only likes medicinal wine.

Ming Yanghui likes medicinal wines like wolfberry and ginseng.

Minglian has a friend who is in the winery business, and there are all kinds of wine in it. In the past, Minglian choked his neck and confronted his father. When the other party told him to go east, he went west.

The troubles were the worst in junior high school, and Minglian once ran away from home empty-handed in a fit of anger.

If he hadn't met a disheveled little boy who looked like he had run away from home, he would probably have passed out from hunger.

Now Minglian looks back and thinks that the choked breath at the beginning was probably due to the passage of time, and it is not so important anymore.

Jiang Jiao followed Ming Lian like a big dog, watching him bring out the two bottles of wine from the small storage room, "You want to go back and see our dad?"

Herbal wines are all bottled in glass jars, and the composition of the glass is stable, so it is not a problem even if it is in contact with alcohol for a long time.

Ming Lian, who was carrying wine, corrected him, "It's my dad."

My dad is not your dad.

Without saying a word, Jiang Jiao picked up the large glass jar that Minglian had moved out of the small room, and walked out with the jar that was [-] centimeters high.

Minglian's brows twitched, and it was up to him in the end.

Anyway, the divorce has been discussed, no matter what Jiang Jiao does, he can't change his mind.

Ming Lian went to get another glass jar, and when he bent down, he heard a small protest floating over——

"Today the Civil Affairs Bureau does not support divorce."

The corner of Minglian's mouth twitched.

After Minglian put the two big pots on the car, he walked around to the front, only to find that Jiang Jiao was already sitting in the driver's seat.

Minglian raised his eyebrows slightly, "Jiang Jiao, what are you doing?"

"I'll take you there." Jiang Jiao looked forward, his black, red and swollen eyes were too eye-catching even if viewed from the side.

Minglian shook his head, "It's not necessary. Besides, do you want to go like this?"

Ming even pointed to his eyes.

He knew how stinky Jiang Jiao was. Several times when he came back from the company, he saw this guy posing in the bathroom.

It seems like someone who cares a lot about what other people think.

"Can't I go like this?" Jiang Jiao turned his head.

He probably also knew that he was ugly now, so he was awkward, but he just wanted to go with Minglian, "Maybe I can make my dad happy with me like this."

Minglian: "..."

Seeing that Minglian didn't speak, Jiang Jiao subconsciously clenched the steering wheel.

The veins were bulging, and it looked as if he was going to hit someone, but on the contrary, his tone was almost pleading, "Minglian, let me go, okay?"

Minglian looked at him calmly for a while, feeling that Jiang Jiao had changed since the conversation last night.

In the past, Minglian thought that Jiang Jiao was cold and wise, he planned strategies, had a plan in mind, and seemed to have a kind of self-confidence in everything he did.

But now, this high-cold signboard seems to be cracked with countless cracks, and the paint on it is gradually falling off.

The word "wisdom" gradually became blurred, revealing something else.

Seeing Minglian sitting in the passenger seat, Jiang Jiao's eyes lit up.

Ming Yanghui was very pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect his eldest son to come home again this month, and even brought wine to visit him.

that is......

Ming Yanghui couldn't help looking at Jiang Jiao, especially his eyes, "Xiao Jiang, is this?"

Jiang Jiao coughed softly, "Dad, I'm fine, are these two cans of wine enough? If not, I'll find someone to give you some more."

Ming Yanghui heard that he was changing the subject, so he didn't ask any more questions, and said with a smile, "Enough is enough, it's enough for me to drink for a long time."

Ming Lian and Jiang Jiao carried a large glass jar and carried them to the storage room.

The storage room is not small, but because there are a lot of things piled up, there is limited space left.

In addition, whether it is Jiang Jiao or Minglian, they are both 1.8 meters tall, and once they come in, the room looks even smaller in an instant.

The distance between the two was very close, and it was because of this distance that Minglian suddenly heard——

Jiang Jiao's stomach growled.

The place in the stomach turned and gurgled, as if it contained a dragon that likes to make waves, and it would be unhappy if it didn't turn the river and the sea.

Minglian was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, only to see that Jiang Jiao's entire face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Your stomach is uncomfortable?" Minglian asked.

Jiang Jiao was in so much pain that he stretched out his hands to cover his stomach, "A little bit."

Minglian thought of the big bag of noodles that Jiang Jiao ate not long ago, which looked like hogwash. At that time, he thought that bowl of noodles was poisonous, but he didn't expect that it was really poisonous.

Eyelids twitched, Ming Lian said: "Then you go to the bathroom, don't let my dad see you like this."

Just like the Jiang family treated him very well, his father also treated Jiang Jiao as his own son.

If he saw Jiang Jiao like this, he might have to rush him to the hospital.

Jiang Jiao pursed his lips aggrievedly.

Minglian hated him.

Sadly, after Jiang Jiao came out of the storage room, he went to the bathroom.

The last time I came to my father-in-law's house with Minglian in a short period of time, I actually squatted in the toilet first.Jiang Jiao expressed that he was very uncomfortable.

Discomfort in every sense.

"Where's Xiao Jiang?" Ming Yanghui saw that Ming Lian was the only one who came back.

Minglian said truthfully, "He went to the bathroom.

Ming Yanghui didn't doubt much, Minglian thought for a while, and then sat next to Ming Yanghui the same as when he came back last time.

He found that his old man seemed to like it quite a bit.

Sure enough, Ming Yanghui laughed immediately, his eyes couldn't stop being happy, "Niannian, what do you want to say to Dad today?"

Minglian blinked his particularly beautiful fox eyes, "Old man, how do you know I have something to say?"

Ming Yanghui laughed, in a good mood, "Knowledge is better than father, your butt is sticking out..."

"Come on, let's be civilized people, don't be so vulgar." Ming Lian felt that his father's painting style was quite serious at ordinary times, but when he came to him, he was all kinds of rough.

In the past, he thought that the old man didn't want to see him, so he "targeted" him in various ways. Now that he has grown up, he realizes that this is actually just a special way of expressing his father.

Ming Yanghui hummed and laughed.

Seeing his complacent look, Minglian couldn't help arguing, "A know son is better than a father, right? Then tell me, old man, what I want to tell you."

Ming Yanghui laughed, "I won't tell you."

He was really happy, the eldest son not only came back to see him, but also took the wine he liked to drink.

Even after that, Ming Lian put down the wine and left, Ming Yanghui would still be happy for a long time, let alone talk so kindly now.

"Old man, does my mother have a sapphire necklace?" Ming Lian got to the point.

Ming Yanghui was slightly taken aback, "Yes."

Then he asked, "How do you know?"

Ming Lian began to make up stories, "I dreamed of my mother yesterday, when I was writing a script, she saw me describing jewelry, so she was very happy to tell me that she had a very beautiful sapphire necklace and wanted to show it to me. look."

As a screenwriter, writing stories comes naturally.

"So old man, where is my mother's sapphire necklace?" Minglian asked.

Ming Yanghui never thought that the eldest son was making up stories, nor did he find Minglian's words strange, so he said directly, "The necklace is with your Aunt Nie."

Ming Lian narrowed his eyes, his flowing eyelashes stretched a bit coldly, and disappeared before Ming Yanghui noticed.

"Why are my mother's things in her place?" Minglian frowned, not hiding his displeasure at all.

He has a normal relationship with his stepmother, which his father already knew.

"That necklace was given to her by your mother." Ming Yanghui explained.

Minglian was stunned by these words.

Mother knew Nie Xun?

And it sounds like they have a pretty good relationship?

However, Minglian will not forget what he overheard when he went home that day.

Really good relationship?Ming Lian couldn't believe it.

"You said my mother gave Nie Xun the necklace, old man, did you see it with your own eyes, or did my mother tell you?" Minglian asked directly.

Ming Yanghui sighed, probably knowing that there was no room for saving the relationship between the two, so he told the truth, "Neither, it was your Aunt Nie who told me."

Minglian clicked his tongue softly in his heart.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, and Nie Xun, who just took Minglang to buy clothes, came back from the outside.

The two bought a lot of things, and their arms were full of paper bags.

Seeing Ming Lian, a woman who was over forty and still well-maintained, she was slightly taken aback for a moment.

Mingming's reaction was much stronger than Nie Xun's, "Why are you back?"

Minglian raised the corners of his lips, "Why are you asking such mentally retarded questions again?"

Minglang exploded in anger, and slapped a bunch of bags in his hand to the ground.

Unfortunately, the big paper bag fell down, covering another pair of large men's leather shoes on the ground.

"Mom, look at him!" Ming Lang hurriedly pulled Nie Xun in.

"Okay, okay, it's rare for your brother to come back, don't quarrel with him." Nie Xun said softly.

Mingming breathed out.

As if wanting to compete for favor, he deliberately walked to the other side of Ming Yanghui and sat down, "Ming Lian, is it because you can't get rid of the pot at home, so you come here to eat?"

Being ridiculed by the other party for being poor, Ming Lian was not annoyed, but instead went up the pole, "So I am here today to collect debts."

Minglang frowned immediately as if his tail had been stepped on, "What kind of debt do you want? Is it because Jiang Jiao doesn't give you money, and your pocket is so poor that the bells are ringing, so you come back and ask Dad for money?"

"Xiao Lang, what are you talking about? Even if Nian Nian really comes back to look for me someday, what's the problem? I can't get along well outside, can't I go home and ask his father for help?" The smile on Ming Yanghui's face disappeared. .

Ming Yanghui is usually very gentle, and most of the time he is gentle and polite. He usually doesn't say words like "your old man", unless he really gets angry.

Mingming was frightened and froze in place.

"Yang Hui, don't be angry, Xiao Lang just doesn't have a handle on his mouth, and he doesn't mean anything malicious. If Minglian really has a problem that he can't solve by himself, we as parents, of course we can't just sit idly by." Nie Xun hurried over to smooth things over.

Hearing the words of the needle hidden in the cotton, the smile in Minglian's eyes deepened, like a fox watching its prey go into the trap, "Then please give me back my mother's sapphire necklace."

Nie Xun froze.

The author has something to say: Toilet: Hey hey, I won't let you out.

Jiang Jiao: It's hard.

As we all know, Tie Zhu is an author who will not delay the progress www

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?感谢在2020-05-0820:00:00~2020-05-1018:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 serious Eudemons;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: the grapes that are dedicated to the wild, Mr. Xiao, 1 HSQ;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Rang Rang; 5 bottles of carp carp fish, Xiaocheng Cheng, glutinous rice liqueur; 2 bottles of Zexi &; bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!