Qiushui Yiren

The dilapidated old town, the ground, houses, and trees are full of age, and there are marks of the years that the city has gone through.

The low-slung bungalows are much worse than the new urban area where An Jing is located, and much better than the shanty towns in the slums.

Hongying supported An Jing and walked into the deep alley.

An Jing asked, "Where is this?"

She couldn't associate the rich lady who was born in a wealthy family with such a dilapidated place.In her heart, this gentle and virtuous girl should have enough food and clothing, be happy and carefree...

However, this girl is not the real Miss Qianjin.

A real daughter will not be slapped by her parents, will not be reduced to singing in the dance hall, and will not appear in the old city late at night.

"my home."

"Your home? Isn't your home in..." Concession?

"That's not my house."

In front of the dilapidated private house, Hongying raised her hand and knocked on the faded wooden door: "Aunt Hong, it's me, open the door."

An Jing remained calm, Hongying said to herself: "He declared to the outside world that my mother was dead and gave him a short title as a concubine. He didn't want to be found out. He used to hang out with low-level singers."

The woman who opened the door was still charming, but said nothing.

"Aunt Hong, get some more hot water. Call me when it's done." Hongying took An Jing into a small and dark room, "This place is shabby, I've wronged Master Jing."

An Jing sat down on the rattan chair, and some childhood memories emerged: "When I was very young, I also lived in a dark and damp house."

She was adopted by the An family when she was ten years old.

Before she was ten years old, she lived in the old city and never met her father. According to her mother, she once had a brother who was sold by her father who was two years older than her.

Her mother died of illness when she was eight years old, and she was alone, working as a child laborer with other children who had no father or mother.

The days were tough, but I finally lived to the turning point of fate.

By chance, she rescued two-year-old Anxi from a mad dog outside Anjia's factory. An's parents and An's mother were very grateful to her.

At that time, Anjia was in the initial stage of its business, and there were not many workers. From time to time, child labor would be recruited to do odd jobs.

Over time, An's father took a fancy to her quality of being faithful in her word, and An's mother took a fancy to her rapport with Anxi.

One more mouth to eat, Anjia can afford it.

Before waiting for An Jing's next words, Hongying didn't ask any questions, turned her back to her, and took off the veil in front of the dressing table, and also tore off the thing pasted on her face to camouflage the scars.

Then I rummaged through the cabinet and found the largest set of cotton clothes and trousers: "Your clothes and trousers are full of blood. I will wash them for you when you change them later. After drying, you can mend them before wearing them."

Hongying sat by the bed, facing An Jing, "Master Jing, do you have anything to say?"

"Thank you."

Yu Yinxia is Hongying, An Jing thought of it on the day of Yu Zhengqing's birthday banquet.

Everyone has unspeakable secrets, or unbearable pasts, and she has her own, and she pushes herself and others.

Secrets are not meant to be revealed.Scars are not meant to be torn.To her, it doesn't matter whether Yu Yinxia lives in the villa area or the old town.

What matters is Yu Yinxia.

"If you don't ask, then I'll tell it myself." Yu Yinxia said slowly.

"Before Yu Zhengqing became rich, he met my mother. My mother loved him, so she gave him all the money she earned from singing to start a business. The plot behind it is very old-fashioned. Marry a wealthy daughter. However, the main house only gave birth to a daughter for many years, and the man found the singing girl again, and coaxed and tricked him to give birth to a child. Unfortunately, the singing girl gave birth to a daughter. What the man wants is a son who continues the incense, So he abandoned the singing girl again. After more than ten years of indifference, he accidentally discovered that the youngest daughter was slim and handsome, and she was a good material for Israeli businessmen, so he made a deal with the singing girl. Promised that the youngest daughter would recognize her ancestors and return to her family. To live the life of a so-called rich family, the condition is that the singing girl must become dumb and not leave the old city. Otherwise, he will make life worse for his little daughter..."

An Jing really wanted to hug Yu Yinxia, ​​but she was afraid that she would mistake him for sympathy, pity...

She couldn't empathize with Yu Yinxia's tragic life experience.Although she is the adopted daughter of the An family, her adoptive parents treated her as their own when they were still alive, and never treated her badly.

An Xi has no intention of going into business, so Father An defies all opinions and cultivates the talented and intelligent An Jing to become the leader of An's Tobacco Company.

Compared to Yu Yinxia's dependents, she is simply too lucky.

"Your mother, what's your name?"

"If Master Jing doesn't mind, just call me Aunt Hong."

It turned out that Aunt Hong just now was her mother.An Jing's heart was torn, but she couldn't find the right words to comfort her.

……

"Dong dong."

Aunt Hong prepared hot water and came to knock on the door. Yu Yinxia took An Jing and walked out with a cotton coat and trousers.

Walking into a darker and narrower space, a wooden barrel that can accommodate one person is filled with steaming warm water.

Yu Yinxia tested the temperature of the water: "The temperature is right, Mr. Jing wipes his body. I put the clothes on the shelf, call me after you wash them."

An Jing was moved by her thoughtfulness, she held her left arm with her right hand and pretended to be weak, leaning against the wooden barrel and said weakly, "I'm so injured, do you think I still have the strength to scrub my body?"

Just thinking about the scene of An Jing stripping naked, Yu Yinxia's ears burned red.

"You, me, I..."

"You're kidding." An Jing unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, "You are also a young lady who is served by a girl, how can I let you..."

"An Jing!" Yu Yinxia interrupted her angrily, and took two steps in three steps, and unbuttoned her with her hands, "If it wasn't for the sake of you being a woman, I wouldn't bother to care if you were dirty or not." , wash it or not!"

"Yinyin, you are so fierce." An Jing succeeded in his tricks, calling out a nickname for himself.

Yu Yinxia buried her head even lower: "You really don't look like a woman at all! You really treat yourself like a master!"

An Jing's tone was harsh: "If I don't treat myself first, those people will not take me seriously. The An family treats me with kindness and rebuilds. I will do my best to keep An's enterprise."

Yes, only when you are strong can you gain the respect and conviction of others.

Although this journey has not been easy, the gains of family affection, fame and fortune are far higher than her original expectations.

She is a woman who looks very ambitious, but in fact she is not.

When Yu Yinxia helped her untie her pants, her hand touched a hard object.

That's a pistol/gun.

An Jing took it out: "It is essential for self-defense and life-saving when going out, please put it away for me. There are still bullets in it, be careful not to misfire."

She handed the hand/gun to Yu Yinxia, ​​which equals absolute trust and exposes her weaknesses.

Yu Zhengqing also has a pistol, which Yu Yinxia has seen before.

Tonight's thrilling gun battle has gone through, and the bloody storm has passed through. She also witnessed the gunshot wound on An Jing's body.

Thanks to An Jing, there is probably nothing in the world that can scare her anymore.

She put the hand/gun in the cotton-padded jacket: "I won't touch dangerous items and things I don't know how to use. I cherish my life."

"As long as you can live, don't seek death."

An Jing said this sentence to himself.But she didn't do it.

It was the first time that An Jing stood in front of Yu Yinxia naked/naked/naked, An Jing was not at all shy.Because the shy person didn't dare to look at her at all.

An Jing sat in the barrel, exposing his shoulders and head.

Yu Yinxia envied An Jing for being so courageous as a woman, and expressed her feelings: "For An Jia, you gave up the happiness that a woman should have. At least An Jia is worth your sacrifice. But I am nothing, and I am not worthy of anything. "

"You gave Aunt Hong the money you saved at Yu's family and the money you earned at Xianlemen to subsidize the family. This kind of filial piety can be learned from all over the world. To help me in times of crisis, I value love and righteousness."

An Jing grabbed the hand that wiped the back of her neck for herself, turned her head to look at Yu Yinxia, ​​and said softly: "Yinyin, no one deserves happiness more than you. It may be later, but the happiness that belongs to you must be Will come. Trust me."

Yu Yinxia's nose was acidic, and even though the room was not bright, she could clearly see An Jing's bright eyes.

Inside is her shadow, and inside is tenderness that she has never seen before.

She put a wet veil on the Ann lens to conceal her fragility: "The hair is also dirty and smelly, let me clean it for you."

"Where does it stink? I wash it every day, okay?"

"It stinks!"

"Okay, okay, if you say it stinks, it stinks, and it's you who wash it for me."

Strange to say, since she was young, except for her two mothers who saw her without clothes, and Wan Yun also saw her skin above the collarbone a few times when she was bathing and passing things, she didn't feel awkward or uncomfortable.

Although I am not the one who is more shy today, An Jing always feels that something is not right.

Especially when Yu Yinxia's fingers touched her skin, there was an indescribable tingling sensation, as if ants had really crawled over it, or as if she was addicted to something.

……

The two returned to the room after washing up one after the other, Yu Yinxia tucked up the quilt for An Jing: "I'm right next door."

A certain person pushes forward: "Yinyin, I'm hungry."

hungry?

Presumably it had been a long time since she had eaten, Yu Yinxia asked her: "Noodles, do you want to eat?"

An Jing nodded: "Eat! I will eat whatever you give me."

Seeing her cute appearance, Yu Yinxia chuckled.

Not everyone can see this side of Master Jing.Yu Yinxia was inexplicably happy as if she had found a baby.

……

More than ten minutes later, Yu Yinxia came in with a large bowl of noodles: "There are no good ingredients at home, and there is no meat. I made tomato soup and added two eggs. See if it suits your appetite."

An Jing sat up obediently, just about to reach out to pick it up, "呵"!Forget about hurting your shoulder.

"Sit still and don't move. Let me feed you."

Yu Yinxia fed An Jing noodles one bite at a time: "How does it taste? Will it be sour? Or will it be salty?"

An Jing boasted: "The sourness and saltiness are just right. To be honest, this bowl of noodles is the best thing I have ever eaten. It is even more delicious than the Man Han Quan Feast with big fish and meat."

"Where is it so exaggerated." Yu Yinxia coaxed the child, "Eat up as soon as it tastes good, don't waste it."

An Jing was stunned to feel satisfied after eating a bowl of ordinary noodles. While eating the noodles, she blinked her big eyes and stared at them. She didn't know whether she wanted to eat noodles or people.

The author has something to say: Master Jing, please remember your "shameless"!Yinyin will pay you back!