After the funeral, I abused the scum with the bamboo horse

Nie, Nie Jiayan?

Meng Boyang looked confused, opened his mouth wide and asked stupidly: "Nie Jiayan...is that Nie Jiayan I know?"

"Do you think there is a second Nie Jiayan in the world?"

.....My F, U, C, K?

Meng Boyang covered his mouth exaggeratedly and took a step back. He turned his head and glanced at the blinds that hadn't been closed, and hurriedly ran over to put them down.

Then he felt that he hadn't closed the door properly just now, he checked the lock in a panic, and then walked back, growling angrily in a trembling voice, "Are you fucking crazy?"

"Jiayan, Jiayan is your younger brother, you...don't tell anyone about this!"

"You're really crazy, you're dead, I don't know if anyone heard it just now, is there a bug in your office or something..."

Meng Boyang was so anxious that his brow was sweating and he spoke incoherently. As soon as he looked up, he saw Lin Yixing looking at him calmly.

Look carefully, there is a playful smile in those water-colored and moist phoenix eyes.

"Jiayan and I have no blood relationship, and, even if there is..."

Lin Yixing paused for a moment, seeing Meng Boyang staring at him angrily, he stopped talking with a smile and stopped provoking him, "So, don't worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched on the shoulder. Meng Boyang laughed back in anger, with ups and downs, "Lin Yixing, are you fucking kidding me?"

"I was so scared that I thought you were coercing Xiao Jiayan and making people commit crimes with you......"

"You hid it too tightly, um, no, it should mean that you are too lazy, you don't bring a partner like this, just for convenience..."

Before Meng Boyang finished speaking, Lin Yixing cut off his words lightly, "It's not for convenience, I have always raised him as a daughter-in-law."

"........."

Meng Boyang remembered that Nie Jiayan seemed to be ten years younger than Lin Yixing, and if he had been raised as a daughter-in-law...

"You are really an old bastard, Xiao Jiayan is so young...I despise you!"

Lin Yixing accepted his contempt expressionlessly, and said while taking the car keys, "Thank you for your compliment, let's go."

As soon as he took two steps, Meng Boyang followed with a flattering smile on his face, "Why don't you take me with you too, I'll go with you to pick up your boyfriend from school."

"I want to ask why that little guy fell in love with you, and see if you used money to lead people astray..."

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The last class this afternoon was an activity class. Nie Jiayan went to the laboratory to do a few experiments and came out around the end of get out of class.

Walking downstairs, I met He Zixun who was going to the infirmary to get medicine.

"Brother Nie, you haven't left yet?"

"Hurry up." Seeing that He Zixun's face was black and blue, Nie Jiayan raised his finger, "What's wrong with your face? Did you get into a fight?"

"No." He Zixun touched the corner of his damaged mouth, "Brother Yi hit him, but he didn't mean it. He thought I was punishing him, so he blocked me and punched me."

Nie Jiayan was slightly puzzled, "Punishment?"

"Yeah, I don't know which grandson went to Director Zhu to complain about the matter I gave him calcium tablets before. Brother Yi is now punished to stay in the director's office to write a review."

"But I'd be angry if it was me, that bastard is too hurt,"

"Brother Yi didn't read much at first, and was punished by Director Zhu to write a [-]-word self-criticism. I'm afraid he didn't finish it when it was dark..."

Nie Jiayan listened to He Zixun's rambling talk, went back to the classroom and took his schoolbag, and was still thinking about Lin Ranyi's punishment when he went downstairs to the school gate.

On the side of the road outside the school gate,

Meng Boyang drank a bottle of sparkling water bought at a canteen, propped one hand on the car window, and boredly scanned the students coming out of it.

"Why haven't you seen Xiao Jiayan?"

Glancing at his watch with a straw in his mouth, he smacked his mouth, "Isn't it because he was fined for detention?"

Lin Yixing sat in the driver's seat and watched the financial news. Hearing what he said, he turned his head and glanced at the school gate.

Looking at it, he happened to see Nie Jiayan coming out with his schoolbag on his back.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the brick-red school road. The young man was tall and straight, with a handsome face, and his delicate eyebrows revealed the vigor and vitality that belonged to young people.

Even though she was still a little childish, she was still so clean and delicate that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

Nie Jiayan stood under the sycamore tree at the school gate, looked at Lin Yixing for a while at a distance of more than ten meters, then raised his long legs and walked over.

Lin Yixing put down his iPad, and when someone came to him, he stretched out his hand, touched Nie Jiayan's ear with a smile, "Get in the car, let's go eat."

Nie Jiayan lowered his head, pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, Brother Ran Yi was punished to write a self-criticism, did you do it?"

On the way out of the school gate, he kept thinking about this matter.

Unlike Lin Ranyi, Nie Jiayan thought of Lin Yixing's doing it without much hesitation.

Originally, he didn't want to ask, but he felt that it was unfair to directly sentence people to death without asking.

Lin Yixing raised his eyes slightly, looked at Nie Jiayan's frowning, hesitant question, paused for a few seconds, then nodded, "I did it."

The hesitation in his eyes faded, and Nie Jiayan lowered his eyes in disappointment, "Go and eat by yourself, I'm going home."

After all, he walked to the bus station alone.

Meng Boyang sat in the back seat, and after listening to them chatting like a riddle, Nie Jiayan left angrily, poking his head to look at Lin Yixing strangely.

"What's wrong with Brother Jiayan? Why did you lose your temper so well?"

Lin Yixing sighed softly, "It's okay, I made him unhappy."

"Get out of the car, I have to follow him."

"Oh."

Nie Jiayan stood by the stop sign and waited for a while before the bus came.

He put a coin into the bus, and when he sat down, he saw Lin Yixing driving behind the bus.

Thinking of Lin Ranyi who was punished innocently, he still felt angry, so he took his eyes back and sat down, carefully paying attention to the stop sign.

When the two returned to the Lin family one after the other, Shen Yunnian was a little surprised.

"Master Nie, didn't you go to eat with the young master? Why did you come back so early?"

Nie Jiayan didn't want to talk too much, "Uncle Shen, cook me some noodles, I'll go to the study to do my homework after I finish eating."

Shen Yunnian had sharp eyes and ears, and glanced at Lin Yixing who was standing behind, seeing that the atmosphere between the two was not right, so he went into the kitchen to cook noodles without asking any further questions.

Nie Jiayan put the schoolbag on the sofa in the living room, grabbed a picture album on the coffee table, sat down and waited.

Lin Yixing took off his coat, and as soon as he walked to the sofa, Nie Jiayan blocked his way with a long leg, and said softly, "Go and sit somewhere else, and don't dangle in front of my eyes."

Lin Yixing looked down at him, pursing his lips and pressing his brows. Even when he was angry, he looked soft and cute. He felt a little funny, but also a little helpless, "How can I coax you well if I don't hang around in front of your eyes?"

Nie Jiayan ignored him. Seeing that he insisted on sitting, she threw the album on the sofa and went upstairs.

When Shen Yunnian brought out the cooked noodles, he saw Lin Yixing sitting alone on the sofa looking at a picture album. Nie Jiayan's schoolbag was still on the sofa, but he didn't know where he had gone.

"When the noodles are cooked, serve them to him, and bring the schoolbag along the way."

"Yes, young master."

Shen Yunnian picked up his schoolbag, and when he walked to the stairs facing his face, he couldn't help turning back, and said in a low voice: "Master, that child is not as transparent as you imagined."

"Some things, you'd better tell him straight."

"After hiding it for a long time, he cared even more."

Lin Yixing turned the pages of the book in silence for a while, and said, "I see, thank you, Uncle Shen."

"Young Master, you are too polite."

Nie Jiayan just ran upstairs in a fit of anger, and when he entered the study, he found that he didn't bring his schoolbag, so he had to lie on the sofa and flip through picture books.

When Shen Yunnian came in with his face in his face, he had just finished flipping through a book.

"Master Nie, I made noodles with shredded pork in chicken soup. If you don't like it, I'll make it again."

"No need," Nie Jiayan stretched out his hand to take it, "Just have something to eat."

He picked up a bunch of noodles with his chopsticks, thought of Lin Yixing, and asked, "Uncle Shen, what's brother eating tonight?"

"The young master is just like you, eating noodles."

Nie Jiayan snorted dissatisfiedly, holding the bowl and whispered, "Learn from others."

Shen Yunian stood aside, waiting for him to finish eating, then he packed up the dishes and went down.

Lin Yixing was preparing to make desserts in the kitchen. Seeing Shen Yunnian coming down with a bowl full of soup, he asked, "Has he calmed down?"

Shen Yunnian shook his head, "I didn't say anything to him."

The implication is that whoever makes you angry will coax you.

Lin Yixing narrowed his eyes slightly, went to the refrigerator and took out a box of milk, cut an opening and poured it into a bowl, saying, "Uncle Shen, before going to bed later, ask Jiayan to water the flowers in the yard."

Shen Yunnian: "Okay."

Nie Jiayan finished his homework in the study, saw that Lin Yixing hadn't gone upstairs, so he took a shower, and was about to go to the study to sleep with the quilt in his arms, when Shen Yunian came up.

"Master Nie, my waist hurts a little, and I want to go to bed early, can you help me water the flowers in the yard? The pots of eustoma near the steps."

"Of course you can. Uncle Shen, if you're not feeling well, go to bed early. I'll just water it."

Nie Jiayan put down the quilt, went to the utility room on the first floor to find the watering can, and obediently went to the yard to water the flowers.

The moonlight was pale, and a hazy piece of moonlight sprinkled on the gravel road.

Nie Jiayan stood at the bottom of the steps, bending over to water the flowers at first, but then he felt too tired, so he sat on the steps, holding a water bottle, and gently poured water on the roots.

After watering the rhizomes, sprinkle a little on the petals.

A lot of flowers were planted in the yard, and Nie Jiayan felt his hands were sore after watering those pots of eustoma. He couldn't imagine how hard it would be for Shen Yunian to take care of the whole yard by himself.

It was only nine o'clock, and after Nie Jiayan finished watering the flowers, he put the watering can aside, held his cheek, and turned his gaze to the door.

The gates of each house in the Lin family were similar in shape, with agarwood doors and beautiful auspicious clouds carved on the doorknobs. He was fascinated by the sight when he suddenly smelled a burnt sweet aroma.

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Lin Yixing: I am so smart to raise my daughter-in-law by myself