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For the next two hours, in the Jiang family’s old house where the lights were not turned on, Uncle Jiang, who had been through the flowering period until this year, finally officially dedicated the first flowering of his life to himself. little wood.

When Wen Ying and he were hugging each other on the sofa downstairs, they each made one for each other. The adult poppies that officially bloomed for the first time, because of the hunting instinct of highly poisonous plants, smoked the whole room, making people blush and heartbeat. scent.

At present, it is still in the early stage of germination, so Wen Ying, who has only cracked a crack on the surface of the seeds, is attracted by such pure natural plant hormones for no reason. Uncle Jiang with the shirt on his arm was half hugged and half hugged in his arms and went upstairs.

Jiang Shanglu, who was taken aback by him during this process, rarely showed a bit of hesitation on his face. After all, Wen Ying looked gentle and thin, and he was really afraid that Wen Ying would accidentally fall upstairs if he went upstairs like this. .

As a result, Major Xiaowen did not embarrass the physical fitness of our young soldiers at all. He hugged him without shaking his hands and breathing, and entered the dark bedroom on the second floor. He carefully placed Jiang Shanglu in the middle of the bed. Finally, he slowly took off his shirt and went to bed again, and after leaning down to press the mature man under him, he kissed him meticulously.

"...Is it heavy?"

"Not heavy, you are as light as a flower."

Wen Ying's voice was calm and calm. While speaking solemnly, he also seriously helped Jiang Shanglu take off the only remaining shirt. Jiang Shanglu, whose eyes were red, pinched his ears when he heard the words, and moved his body a little. He raised his waist and smiled slightly in line with Wen Ying's next movement.

And after feeling that Wen Ying first took the blanket and pillow on the bed and put them on the back of his neck, and then began to press up from the front, the older man sank into the soft mattress and squinted his eyes for a long time without speaking, just quietly He listened to the wet and slippery sound in his ears becoming more and more obvious, the slight pain of being opened by an external force also made his body tremble slightly, and the obscure eyes also became a little vague. Thoughts.

Thinking about it carefully, since meeting Wen Ying, he seems to have become particularly easy to compromise.

Not to mention him at this age, even how many years ago, the second child of the Jiang family, who was arrogant, arrogant and domineering, would not be able to accept a man of the same gender as him to crush him. Way to fuck him and possess him to his heart's content.

What's more, when the flowering period was the most difficult, he actually had the dirty idea of ​​just finding a prey and using some neurotoxins to vent his desire.

After all, he is also a normal man, even if it is a flowering plant, but this does not affect his needs and abilities as an adult man in any aspect, but in the end, he who is used to self-discipline and restraint did not choose to degenerate and indulge because of the danger of addiction. And the facts have proved all his waiting...

In fact, it is very worthwhile.

He never succumbed to any temptation that might make him addicted, and even if he had, he single-handedly killed it at the source.

The hazy feelings that should have been escaped for his own life could not be avoided in the end, but at this moment Jiang Shanglu was more relaxed than at any other time in his life.

He cares about Wen Ying very much, and then both his body and mind will sink deeper and deeper because of his own serious addiction, but the way he loves others is as extremely cold and selfish as he is usually.

So once the current Wen Ying gave him a little sweetness, even if he did everything in the future, he would completely keep Wen Ying by his side for the rest of his life, and there would be no chance of leaving him again.

"The window doesn't seem to be closed."

The waist holding him from behind tightened a little bit, Wen Ying, who was still a bit jerky and dull because of his inexperience, moved slowly while opening his mouth thoughtfully, Jiang Shanglu and Jiang Shanglu who were thinking about something in their minds His hot young body was pressed tightly together, and when he heard this, he turned his head and licked the young man's lips with the tip of his wet tongue, teasing indistinctly and said,

"...Do you still want to close the window at this time?"

"I'm afraid you feel cold."

This sentence is much more beautiful than any dirty words used to flirt on the bed. Uncle Jiang was very happy when he heard it. The happy mood of time came again.

It's just that he's really old, and there's definitely no such thing as a young deer's agitation. If there is, it's probably an adult deer that's more ferocious than anyone else, running around excitedly Collide.

And after Uncle Jiang, who was bumped into by an old deer in his heart, calmed down his indescribable joy for a while, he simply became more shameless and tried his best to seduce this young man who had just started meat. I can't find the north.

When it was almost ten o'clock that night, the two of them had a little bit of fun in this absurdity.

A few years ago, Jiang Shanglu was suffering from physical loss because of certain things, and his lumbar spine obviously had some problems, even though Wen Ying had been paying attention to not making him particularly hard from the beginning to the end.

But he himself was too tired to move for a while. Seeing this, Wen Ying frowned and wanted to bend down to carry him to the bathroom, but when Jiang Shanglu saw this, he just lay on the bed and shook his hands at him, then closed his eyes Laughing lazily,

"Okay, don't really think of me as the little girl who came out to share a room with you for the first time, you go first, I'll just lie here and rest for a while."

When he said that, Wen Ying instantly understood what he meant. After all, they were both men, and a person like Jiang Shanglu didn't need him to treat this kind of thing so deliberately.

Therefore, Wen Ying, who respects and understands all his thoughts at the moment, did not show his friendship in such a formal manner, but went straight to take a shower and then came out to tidy up the chaotic bed, and then waited for Jiang Shanglu to come out When I was there, the strong scent of flowers in the room was still not at all weak.

"I put the plaster on for you."

After taking a shower, he changed into his dark red silk pajamas, Jiang Shanglu looked tired and a bit erotic, but his complexion was surprisingly good. Jiang Shanglu subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck, obviously because of what happened just now And the pain was a bit severe.

Wen Ying, who had taken a shower before, was sitting on the bed and flipping through the half-read book on the bedside table. Seeing this, she put down the book and pulled Jiang Shanglu to her side, letting the young man walk over Lie next to him again, Uncle Jiang, who was a little sleepy with his head resting on the soft pillow, was gently rubbed by Wen Ying's palm on the back of his neck a few times, and immediately felt that half of his back was a little numb.

"Is it right to post it here?"

"Well... why don't you go up and order, yes, it's there."

"Do you want it on your waist?"

"No need... you can just rub it for me... um... yes... that's right there..."

Jiang Shanglu himself didn't realize that his voice sounded very strange when he spoke like this, but it was Wen Ying who paused for a while when he was gently rubbing his neck, and the young man whose face was turning red for a long time smacked it unnaturally. Another faint sentence came from the lips,

"Where else."

"Huh? Where do you want to rub?"

To say that being sleepy is a bit easy to do bad things, but Jiang Shanglu's completely subconscious response to him has a very subtle effect.

Wen Ying's face became even redder by him, and she endured it for a long time without saying a word, and finally took care of Jiang Shanglu's body, with a helpless expression, she bent down and stretched from the back to the front to help him slowly untie the tie when he was lying on his stomach , and pulled the wine-red pajamas down halfway from his shoulders until the man's strong waistline was exposed.

It was only after exposing half of Jiang Shanglu's naked back that Wen Ying discovered that because it was the first time that it had fully bloomed, the physical characteristics of the poppy plant on the emotional Jiang Shanglu were actually revealed. The skin on the pale and bony back is full of gorgeous bright red poppy flower patterns like oil paintings.

"Like it?"

The man who finally realized what Wen Ying was staring at him smiled and turned his head to ask him a question. Wen Ying blushed under the warm bedside light and remained silent for a long time, but a little dodged his eyes But very focused and full of love.

Jiang Shanglu was a little moved by this reserved but cute gaze, and just like that, they kissed him again in this situation where each other's clothes were half-faded.

Perhaps it was because they were both plant-like humans, so Jiang Shanglu didn't mind showing some of his special signs of being a plant in front of Wen Ying.

So when he slowly produced a blooming opium poppy from the palm of his hand and put it on his lips on purpose, biting Chong Wenying lightly and sticking out the tip of his tongue, the usually upright Major Wen's eyes darkened first, Then she didn't want to pretend to be polite with him, pinched the man's chin and was about to deepen the tender kiss, but he seemed to hear a slight movement in his ears inadvertently.

It seemed that there was a sound, but it seemed that there was no sound.

But after thinking about it, it is impossible for anyone to come to Jiang's house at this point in time. Wen Ying, who is always on guard, is also the first time in her life to relax her vigilance because of a momentary distraction.

But 2 minutes later, when he and Jiang Shanglu were entangled on the bed and kissing passionately, the door of Jiang Shanglu's bedroom was slowly pushed open with the voice of a slightly familiar young man.

But at this moment, I finally realized belatedly that the movement just now was actually the sound of the chandelier turning on in the living room. Wen Ying's face changed, and he only had time to pull the pajamas off beside him and quickly covered Jiang Shanglu's body. When he frowned and raised his head in displeasure, he happened to meet the eyes of Jiang Shuhua who was stunned at the door.

"Two two two two... Second Uncle... Wen Ying?!"

……

Mr. Jiang appeared before Jiang's house tonight, but he actually had a meal there.

During this period of time, he was led around by Jiang Shanglu and learned a lot of things he needed to know in the mall. Although his personality always seemed a little green, he was not as easy to bully as before. Uncle gave such terrifying pressure and warnings so many times, so no one from the higher-ups would casually take him down with a knife.

Tonight's dinner was invited by Mr. Jiang's new relationship with him recently. When he was called to get together, Jiang Shuhua was still a little nervous. After all, the person who invited him to dinner today is really a dignified official in the city. master.

But when he got to the place to eat, Jiang Shuhua, who was seated, looked at the comfortable and elegant environment around him, where he usually entertained guests and drank a lot of high-end, unexpectedly calmed down, and even chatted with the people in the new circle around him. Show a little bit of the bearing of a top student in the finance department.

"Deputy Bureau Zheng, here is a new friend today? Shall I introduce you to everyone?"

"Mr. Jiang's little Mr. Jiang, Director Jiang's eldest nephew, we all know each other well, and we will have dinner together when we have the opportunity."

The Deputy Director Zheng who was treating guests today looks young but seems to be in a high position. He wears a pair of thin-rimmed glasses and looks gentle, but the corners of his mouth are casually raised when he speaks. Jiang Shuhua knows that he is sure Like his second uncle, they are all the same.

For this kind of person, Jiang Shuhua has always been blessed with [-]% admiration. He only maintained a gentle and restrained appearance, and the atmosphere of toasting and chatting with everyone was quite warm.

It's just that after the food was served, Jiang Shuhua habitually committed a gluttonous habit. When the people around him weren't paying attention, he secretly poked a chopstick of celery and cashew nuts to eat.

But the chopsticks are good. Jiang Shuhua, who originally just wanted to taste the taste, was hooked by this seemingly ordinary vegetarian dish. After chewing carefully, his mouth felt that the celery was full of sweetness. The head of the water is so sweet and sweet that it is even more delicious than the eyebrow-raising stewed beef tendon before.

"Is the food here delicious?"

The young Deputy Bureau Zheng beside him suddenly spoke to him, and Jiang Shuhua was also taken aback. He nodded in embarrassment and was almost choked to death by the cashew nut in his mouth.

Seeing this, the handsome and deep man smiled without any malice through the thin glasses, then he pressed the cigarette in his finger and said to Jiang Shuhua in a low voice,

"It is said that all the fresh vegetables and fruits in this restaurant are supplied by the vegetable farmers above Xiangmanyuan. It may be a bit unbelievable to say it, but the sugar palm tree growing on it is indeed interesting. I heard it is nourishing. The plants grown in all the land near Xiangmanyuan taste particularly good. Such a geomantic land is really a priceless treasure...Now the land project of Xiangmanyuan will fall into the hands of Mr. Jiang without any accidents. In the future This way of making money is completely opened up."

"Deputy Bureau Zheng was joking. I'm still young after all, and I have to listen to my second uncle in everything."

"Mr. Xiao Jiang is modest, but your second uncle is indeed quite admirable. Someday I will pay a visit in person..."

The two chatted casually for a few words. Although Deputy Director Zheng's character was a bit unpredictable, Jiang Shuhua felt okay with him, so after the dinner here, the two simply exchanged their respective business cards.

After Jiang Shuhua put the bronzing business card with Zheng Rongshan in his wallet, he thought for a while and went to the back kitchen of this restaurant to pack a few freshly fried seasonal vegetables and a box of fresh-cut fruit plates. Only then did he come out with a smile on his face and met his secretary, Ms. Chen, who had been waiting for him in the car for a while.

"Mr. Jiang? Directly to your house?"

"No, no, let's go to Liufangshan first. I packed a few dishes for my second uncle. He didn't have a bad appetite a while ago, but I'll tell you that he will like this dish. It tastes pretty good. I heard that it was produced on the land of Xiangmanyuan, next time we have a company annual dinner, I think we can also choose here..."

While talking with Ms. Chen, she got into the car with a smile, and Ms. Chen, who helped Jiang Shuhua carry the food box, got into the car with him and then signaled the driver in front to drive. Okay, so I feel that people all over the world will be in a particularly good mood after eating and eating. Mr. Jiang sighed silently.

"Chairman Jiang is already asleep right now, will we disturb his rest if we go by like this?"

"Um, probably not, but I have a meeting tomorrow morning... Well, it's okay, I have the key anyway, it doesn't matter if I go in and put things away secretly..."

Jiang Shuhua's insistence made Ms. Chen stop talking. In fact, she sometimes felt that the relationship between the Jiang family's uncle and nephew was indeed harmonious and close. They would have dinner together from time to time. There was no rumor that Mr. Jiang was thinking about poison every day. After the death of Jiang Shuhua, it is so terrifying and bizarre to seek power and usurp the throne.

But when he thought about Jiang Shuhua being kidnapped last time, Jiang Shanglu went to rescue his nephew regardless of his own safety, and finally Jiang Shuhua came back, but suddenly couldn't remember anything strange, Ms. Chen, who was arranged by his father Jiang Shangyong's deathbed to come to Jiang Shuhua's side, subconsciously frowned.

"Hey, Xiao Chen, I just realized that you are wearing this pair of pearl earrings today. They are very beautiful and suit you very well."

Jiang Shuhua's sudden words made Ms. Chen raise her head, and after subconsciously stroking the pair of earrings on her ears with her fingers, Ms. Chen, who always looked very serious during working hours, nodded and smiled not very clearly.

This pair of earrings was given to him by Jiang Shuhua after what happened last time. I heard that it was because she was scared to tears when she knew about it, so I wanted to give her a small gift. Even if he guessed the gift with his feet, he knew that it was definitely not from Mr. Jiang, but as expected, Jiang Shuhua himself said something stupid in the next second.

Jiang Shuhua: "My second uncle actually suggested that I buy these earrings. I originally wanted to give you a few meal coupons, because I went to a restaurant last time and it felt very good. I just think about you next time. It can be used when the blind date goes out to eat..."

Ms. Chen: "...Mr. Jiang, I don't have anyone for a blind date right now."

Jiang Shuhua: "Hey, what about that last time? Didn't you say you were going to meet for dinner and watch a movie?"

Miss Chen: "It's yellow."

Jiang Shuhua: "Why is it yellow? Is there anything wrong with this person?"

Ms. Chen: "………………………………"

Ms. Chen actually didn't want to answer this kind of private question, but Jiang Shuhua, the two idiots, are the bosses who pay her salary, so after being silent for a long time, Ms. Chen frowned impatiently and told her Every time I go on a blind date, there will always be a reason for my failure.

"I introduced myself to the guy by my name, and the guy just laughed, so it's so sleazy."

"what…………"

Reluctantly opened his eyes wide, Jiang Shuhua didn't expect it to be because of this reason, but after thinking about the name of his secretary who is actually quite good in all aspects, Xiao Jiang's expression also changed. Kind of weird.

Because no matter who knows that such a thin and slim girl is actually called... Chen Jinhu, the first reaction will be a little strange.

"It's okay...how can this person laugh at other people's names casually? It's fine if you don't continue to meet, um...I think it's okay anyway, the name is my own, don't care about them, some people in this world just hate it, I have a strong sense of superiority, and I always like to laugh at others for being fat, ugly, names, and family backgrounds. Don't pay attention to them, how nice are their own names..."

The kind-hearted Mr. Jiang comforted his secretary, Ms. Chen Jinhu, in a low voice with empathy. Ms. Chen Jinhu's expression was slightly subtle, but after a while, she still accepted his kindness in her heart.

They didn't talk much on the way, but after ten o'clock in Liu Fangshan, Jiang Shuhua first asked the driver to wait outside, and then asked Miss Chen to open the door and enter Jiang's house together with him.

"Hey, why do I feel that the lights in the upstairs bedroom are not turned off... Let me open the door... En? It smells so good... What is this on the ground?"

As soon as Jiang Shuhua and Ms. Chen came in, before turning on the light, they felt something on the ground at the door. Ms. Chen followed Jiang Shuhua in the dark and smelled the smell of flowers all over the room, and she had a strange expression for a while.

And at the moment when the lights came on, Jiang Shuhua, who had a puzzled expression, finally saw clearly what was thrown on the ground at the door, but when he subconsciously bent down to look at it, Jiang Shuhua said to himself curiously,

"My second uncle... why did he take off his clothes here?"

Ms. Chen: "…………………………"

At this point, Ms. Chen, who had a stiff expression, already had an ominous premonition in her heart. The smell of flowers in the room was so obvious at the moment, the clothes belonging to the two men left on the ground, and her doubts about the mysterious identity of Jiang Shuhua and his second uncle came together. Together, they all seem to imply a rather incredible thing.

And during the time when she was in a daze and didn't come to her senses, Jiang Shuhua, a silly boy who had never been in a relationship and had no idea what was going on with the weird atmosphere in the room at the moment, had carefully picked up his second uncle's clothes I got up and patted the ashes, and then I went to the second floor alone with my things.

"I really haven't slept yet. I can see the light coming out of the room. I went up and knocked on the door to ask him if he would like some fruit... Wait for me a little bit."

Ms. Chen: "……………………"

Trembling, she raised her hand but said nothing in the end. Ms. Chen with a strange expression waited anxiously for a few seconds to see what would happen above.

And as expected, after Jiang Shuhua yelled in horror, as if he had seen a ghost, the twitching Ms. Chen watched Jiang Shuhua rush down from the second floor with her head in her arms, and almost fell to the ground when she was almost in front of her. .

Ms. Chen: "You... are you okay..."

Jiang Shuhua: "No...no...I have something to do!!! I...I might be hallucinating!!! I just saw...I just saw..."

Jiang Shanglu: "Shu Hua.

Jiang Shuhua: "……………………………"

When an inexplicable bleak voice sounded above his head, Jiang Shuhua, who had lost control of his emotions, froze all of a sudden. Mr. Jiang, whose face had turned pale for a while, looked up bitterly, and saw him The second uncle, who was well dressed, was leaning on the stairs and looking down at him with a half-smile.

But the expression in the eyes seemed a little bit wrong, just like being hit by someone just now, and Jiang Shuhua, whose cheeks were flushed quickly, lowered his head and hid behind Miss Chen without fear, so as not to let her two Uncle raised his knife in anger and killed him two or three times. He watched his old classmate Wen Ying, who was the same age as him, slowly walk out from behind his second uncle, and then put his palm on his second uncle affectionately. On the back of his neck, he asked a question with concern but naturally.

"Are you OK?"

"Well, it's okay, I just want to thank my elder nephew who didn't know to knock on the door first when he entered the elder's bedroom."

"Second uncle... I... I was wrong..."

Jiang Shuhua knew that he had done something stupid if nothing happened today, and his expression was quite bitter, but his family was having fun in his own bed, and the second uncle, who was so scared that he almost broke his neck, was in a bad mood now, with a strange mood The expression on the back of the neck looked really a little angry.

Seeing this, Wen Ying's expression was complicated, and he felt a little strange that he didn't pay attention just now. When he patted Jiang Shanglu on the shoulder to signal him to go back to the bedroom to rest, Jiang Shanglu curled his mouth and looked down at Jiang Shuhua, and he actually heard Ying's words. Without saying anything, he turned and went back.

"Do you want tea?"

Walking slowly, he came straight from the upstairs. The expressionless Wen Ying was wearing a black men's pajamas, but the scent from Jiang Shanglu on his body was also terribly imaginative.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Shuhua and Ms. Chen both lowered their heads and blushed and did not dare to say anything. On the contrary, Wen Ying went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea for them calmly, and then sat down on the sofa in the living room to talk to them. He took the initiative to speak.

"Why are you here so late today?"

"Um, I packed a few dishes for my second uncle to try at night. Didn't he have a bad appetite before...Wen Ying...you answer me honestly...Did I read it wrong just now...Actually you I'm just helping my second uncle with a massage, right..."

"You read that right."

Looking at Jiang Shuhua calmly, he interrupted him slowly. Seeing Jiang Shuhua's paler face all of a sudden, Wen Ying felt a little delicate. In fact, he should find a more suitable time to talk to Jiang Shuhua face to face, but Because today's situation is really special, Wen Ying only poured a cup of tea for Jiang Shuhua, then slowly pushed him in front of him and said,

"He and I are both adults. We decided to be together when we felt that we were suitable for each other. You are his relatives. You shouldn't have concealed it from you on purpose, but we have just made it clear. If you are uncomfortable, don’t blame him, he attaches great importance to you.”

Wen Ying usually speaks very little, but when he talks to others in such an orderly manner, it will give people a feeling of overwhelming momentum, and Jiang Shuhua, who heard the words, was a little silent all of a sudden, holding his hand for a long time With some difficulty, he opened his mouth and said,

"You are like this... This... This makes it difficult for me to explain to my father... I actually want my second uncle to..."

Having said that, he got a bit stuck, Jiang Shuhua suddenly remembered that the happiest time for his second uncle recently was when he was with this young man in front of him, and he hadn't noticed anything abnormal before, and his expression suddenly It was even more difficult, Jiang Shuhua looked up at Wen Ying with red eyes after a while and said,

"To be honest...although I look like a bully and don't like to get angry with others, but...but I was really angry for a moment just now...I trusted you so much before and asked you to come here to work, but now you... ...But you are like my second uncle? You are so young, and your body is not sick or in pain. Can you compare with my second uncle's current situation? I really treat you as a friend, Wen Ying...you are so flirtatious now Just say you want to be with my second uncle? Have you ever thought about what will happen to you without him? If he gets old one day, you don’t want him anymore..."

"If he is old, I will be old too. In fact, there is not much age difference between me and him. Without too many external interferences that affect the progress of our relationship, I am confident that I can stay with him until we are both. When he was old, he was very strong and calm, you don’t have to be as fragile as he thinks, he and I are completely independent and depend on each other.”

When Wen Ying said this, Jiang Shuhua was silent again. He even felt that he couldn't say anything about Wen Ying, because Wen Ying had a way to make himself look so righteous, and he was very reasonable. Miss Chen next to him saw Jiang Shuhua Being so angry, I couldn't help but sympathize. After frowning, I could only bite the bullet and say something about getting involved in this Jiang family's family affairs.

"Wen... Mr. Wen, I hope you can understand Mr. Jiang's feelings a little bit. Chairman Jiang is his only relative now. He also has his own promise to his deceased father, so he can't help but care about this matter. Thing, you look really young, and Jiang Dong may not be so suitable, as far as I know, you have not been working here for a long time, right? Then the feelings in your mouth are really so..."

"I'm not the type to start a relationship so casually."

Anyone who is easily questioned about their feelings will be a little displeased. Wen Ying looked up at Miss Chen in front of her with a cold expression as she spoke. After calming down, he only tried to slow down his voice and frowned again and said,

"Whether I fit him or not, only we know in our hearts. In my eyes, he is the most suitable person for me. Similarly, I will try my best to treat him well. I can understand your feelings, Jiang Shuhua , but no one has the right to oppose me and him in this matter, even if you want to blame me, or even hate me in your heart, think that my character is inferior, and take advantage of others, it is impossible for me to separate from your second uncle Yes, he is already mine, understand?"

"Wen Ying...you...you..."

Wen Ying's words made his eyes straight, and Jiang Shuhua's mouth trembled angrily. He really wanted to jump over and fight this arrogant guy who was going to die immediately.

But his secretary, Ms. Chen, had already stopped him immediately when she saw this, and when the atmosphere in the living room was extremely awkward, Uncle Jiang, who went back to the room and put plaster on his neck again, could be regarded as coming down, and he As soon as it appeared, everyone including Jiang Shuhua fell silent.

"What's going on here?"

After walking down, he went straight to sit next to the stern-faced Wen Ying. Jiang Shanglu's complexion was much more normal than before, and Jiang Shuhua felt a little more comfortable looking at it, but before the grievanced Mr. Jiang and himself The uncle complained that Wen Ying just attacked him, and Jiang Shanglu lazily leaned back on the sofa and said something to him casually.

Jiang Shanglu: "You are not allowed to attack your second aunt casually, you know, let me hear it again, be careful and I will deal with you."

Jiang Shuhua: "Second Uncle?! You...you...you...who is more fierce...he is obviously the most fierce...and where did I come from...where is Second Aunt!"

Jiang Shanglu: "He is fierce and doesn't care about your affairs. He will take care of me when you get married and have children and become a father. You are still a child. What are you worrying about for me? I am so old and find someone I really like. Is it difficult to affect me?" Has Jiang's market value increased in the second half of the year?"

Jiang Shuhua: "No...but...but...but this matter..."

Jiang Shanglu: "No, but, the biggest elder in this family is me now, and there will be more of your second aunt in the future. Don't think about it so much, except remember to honor us during the New Year and holidays. Even if your father and grandparents are Come alive and stand in front of me, today I want to spend the rest of my life with him, and no one can say no to it, can you understand if I tell you like this, Shu Hua?"

When Jiang Shanglu said this, no one dared to make any noise. Seeing this, Wen Ying looked a little uncomfortable. To be honest, he didn't want to treat Jiang Shuhua who had always been good to him like this.

But after a long time, Jiang Shuhua lowered his head and sniffed in discomfort, then gently avoided the question just now and said in a low voice,

"Second Uncle... have you brushed your teeth yet?"

"not yet."

"I...I brought you some fruit specially, it's delicious."

"Well, I'll eat later, you should eat less at night."

The inexplicable conversation between the uncle and nephew ended here, and Ms. Chen who was sitting next to her was completely bewildered, obviously not understanding what kind of consensus the two of them had reached.

It's just that when she and the red-eyed Jiang Shuhua walked out of Jiang's house and were about to leave, it was Wen Ying who came out to see them off, and standing in front of Jiang Shuhua frowning, Wen Ying took some paper for him to wipe. With a face disfigured from crying, he handed a handbag to Jiang Shuhua.

Jiang Shuhua: "This is... what is it?"

Wen Ying: "I remember that you liked to eat this when you were in school. I had something to do in the afternoon, and I passed by the gate of our former school to buy it. I wanted to bring it to you tomorrow."

Hearing his words, Jiang Shuhua was stunned for a while, and after he realized it, he unconsciously lowered his head to look at the small box in his handbag.

In fact, this is just a very ordinary packaging, but the Chaoji Chicken Cake that was opened at the gate of their middle school when I was studying is still very famous.

At that time, he was still young, and his second uncle was still living a dark life in that terrible mental hospital. Because of his prominent family background, he rarely had close peers to play with, and at school, he was often called out for being fat. He bullies and ridicules, but in that period of time that has passed, he has a friend who is not very familiar with him, but because he happens to go home on the same road every day, so he often walks home together.

[Wen Ying, Wen Ying, do you want to eat the chicken cakes sold over there...ah, I really want to eat...]

【In no mood. 】

【Wen Ying, why don't you keep talking... Sigh, don't take what you said just now that you just looked down on... I think you listened well...】

[I didn't take it to heart. 】

[Then can we be friends? 】

[You can... whatever you want. 】

"Wen Ying...I'm sorry...I..."

Tears fell on the box, and Jiang Shuhua, who was deeply immersed in the memories of the past, was so uncomfortable that he was a little speechless. He only felt that it was a heinous crime for him to question the friend he trusted because of the worries in his heart. Seeing this, Wen Ying, who was still calm in front of him, only raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said softly again.

"Hope we're still friends, and thank you for allowing me to meet him."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Shuhua stopped talking. After weeping and nodding slowly, the silly little Mr. Jiang hugged the box in his hand and twitched his shoulders and walked back to the car at the door.

Ms. Chen, who was so sad that he simply forgot where he was, watched him leave and sighed helplessly. When she turned around and looked at Shang Wenying, the two of them also gave each other a hug under the night. A tacit look.

"Are you a human with golden amber implants?

"Ah, I saw it... You are also a human with implants, right? If Chairman Jiang heard it right, it should be a poppy flower?"

"kindness