You're not planning to open at all, are you?

In the end, under the nagging and criticism of the driver all the way, Bai Jiu had to admit his mistakes sincerely, and said that he would change his mind and treat the other party well.

After getting out of the car, the driver gave the two people a discounted price, opened the window, and waved at them boldly.

"Brother supports you, come on!"

...Bai Jiu blinked, seeing the car go far away, then turned his head with a smile, and rushed towards Ji Jiang fiercely.

"Who can't do it! Who can you say can't do it! I don't think you can do it!"

Ji Sheng hid quickly, holding up the special product, for fear that he would smash the special product in agitation: "Just kidding, just kidding, don't worry."

Bai Jiu refused to let go, and took the special product in his hand and threw it at him: "You are dead!"

As soon as Ji Jiang heard Bai Jiu's tone, he immediately admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, don't smash it, don't smash it, and take it home to eat."

The two of them fought and fought all the way to the downstairs of the unit.

Bai Jiu raised his head, looked at the light coming from the window, took a deep breath: "...here we are."

……

Wu Qiulian and Mao Zhiping had prepared the meals early, and the moment they opened the door, Wu Qiulian's eyes were full of surprise.

"Xiao Jiu, you're back!"

Ji Jiang, who was behind Bai Jiu, handed the bought specialty products to Mao Zhiping who was standing at the door: "Uncle Mao, Happy Chinese New Year!"

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year!" Mao Zhiping smiled happily, "We are also very honored that Ji Jiang can come here to celebrate the New Year with Bai Jiu this year, and it will be fun when we come."

Bai Jiu entered the door and found a child sitting in the living room. The child was white and tender, with a small cartoon floor mat piled under his buttocks.

The child has big eyes, staring at Bai Jiu with big black eyes, full of curiosity.

Wu Qiulian hurriedly introduced: "This... This is your brother, Mao Haohao."

Bai Jiu walked up to Mao Haohao, stunned for a moment, and squatted down to look at him.

Mao Haohao looked at Bai Jiu, stretched out his two small hands, as if he wanted to grab him, opened his mouth, and babbled without knowing what he was saying.

Bai Jiu hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Wu Qiulian.

Wu Qiulian quickly said, "He wants you to hug him."

Ji Jiang also squatted down and looked at Mao Haohao: "So cute, as cute as you."

Bai Jiu didn't want to see this younger brother at first, but when he really met Mao Haohao, saw his cute little face and eyes looking eagerly at him wanting to hug him, he finally couldn't help reaching out and hugging him.

Mao Haohao happily lay on Bai Jiu's body, twisting left and right, then turned to look at Bai Jiu, his eyes widened.

Bai Jiu had never hugged a child before, so his posture was very awkward, but Mao Haohao didn't dislike it, and just nestled in his arms awkwardly.

Bai Jiu tried to communicate with him: "Hi, I'm...your brother."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, but Mao Haohao was very happy. He stroked his body with his hand, moved to his face, and finally gave him a "baji" and kissed him.

Bai Jiu was taken aback for a moment.

Wu Qiulian couldn't help laughing: "He really likes you, he won't allow other people to kiss you, but he will take the initiative to kiss you."

Holding Mao Haohao in his arms, Bai Jiu got up and walked around the living room.

Wu Qiulian has already moved to Mao Zhiping's house, and the rented house has also been returned, but many of the furniture in his house have been replaced with the original furniture.

When Bai Jiu bought the furniture, he chose good ones. After comparing the two, they still chose the original furniture.

So, although this home is very strange, Bai Jiu can see familiar shadows in these things.

The dishes on the table can be called a feast, and Mao Zhiping's cooking skills are very good. He also worked hard to make Bai Jiu eat happily.

Bai Jiu took a quick glance and found that none of the dishes were spicy, but both Wu Qiulian and Mao Zhiping liked spicy food - they prepared this meal specially for themselves.

Ji Jiang was very familiar, sitting at the dining table, serving Bai Jiu some food, and asked the two of them with a smile, "How are you doing recently? Is Uncle Mao's business good?"

Mao Zhiping smiled and said: "Okay, very good. We were so busy a few days ago that we couldn't close our eyes and made a lot of money! Have a good year this year."

Wu Qiulian looked at Bai Jiu: "Xiao Jiu, I watched the two dramas you acted in, and I also watched your variety show. I didn't expect..."

Before finishing this sentence, Wu Qiulian's eye circles turned red: "My Xiaojiu is really promising."

Mao Zhiping hurriedly interrupted him: "Qiu Lian, you can't cry for the New Year's Eve! It's hard for them to come back, so they should be happy. They are stars now, but they are so busy! easy"

"Okay, okay," Wu Qiulian hurriedly wiped away her tears, "I'm so excited, how many days can you come back this time?"

She looked at Bai Jiu expectantly, obviously hoping that he could stay for as long as possible.

Bai Jiu blinked: "I'll start school after New Year's Eve."

Wu Qiulian immediately stood up in surprise: "Can you really stay so long?! Your company... your company won't rush you?"

"Don't rush," Bai Jiu said, "It's a holiday this year."

Wu Qiulian rubbed her hands on the apron: "Great, great, I can stay until New Year's Eve!"

Mao Zhiping comforted her with a smile: "Look at you excited, hurry up and eat, the food will be cold later."

After a meal, several people sat in the living room and began to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Wu Qiulian watched TV for a while, and Bai Jiu for a while.

Her gaze was too obvious, Bai Jiu couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Wu Qiulian smiled: "Xiao Jiu, when will you be able to go to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Bai Jiu paused, this matter was almost commonplace for him before, but... Wu Qiulian had no chance to see it before.

"About two or three years," Bai Jiu looked at Wu Qiulian, "You can see it."

Wu Qiulian nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll wait."

While watching TV, Mao Haohao always wanted to lean on Bai Jiu.

He had just learned to walk, and he was still a little shaky when he walked. He grabbed the coffee table in the living room and walked towards Bai Jiu. Wu Qiulian stopped him a few times, but every time he pulled Mao Haohao back, he would walk towards Bai Jiu again after a while.

In the end, Wu Qiulian had no choice but to let him go.

Bai Jiu looked at Mao Haohao who was sitting beside him. His hands were so small that he could only hold one finger of his own even if he tried hard.

Ji Jiang has been paying attention to Bai Jiu, watching the interaction between the two of them, he couldn't help laughing.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Wu Qiulian finally asked what she had been wanting to ask: "Well, Xiao Jiu...will you stay at home today?"

Bai Jiu was stunned for a moment: "We've already booked a hotel."

"The wine and the hotel are not clean," Wu Qiulian stuttered at the beginning of her speech. "We have always reserved this room for you. The sheets and quilts have been washed, and they are all clean. You can stay at home."

Bai Jiu paused and didn't speak.

Ji Jiang said: "Aunt Wu, we can't get our room back, it's okay, we will come more."

Mao Zhiping was also in a hurry to smooth things over: "Yes, yes, I have already paid for it. If I can't stay, it will be too bad. It's okay. Xiao Jiu will stay until New Year's Eve. There will always be a chance to see him."

Wu Qiulian was obviously a little disappointed, and nodded: "Oh, that's fine...the hotel is spacious, you two should be more free."

When going out, Bai Jiu looked back at Wu Qiulian again: "Mom, let's go."

Wu Qiulian hugged Mao Haohao, and waved to him reluctantly: "Slow down on the road."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't help asking: "Tomorrow...will you come to my house for dinner?"

Bai Jiu nodded: "Come."

……

Going downstairs, the two of them walked slowly towards the hotel in the night.

The hotel they booked was not far from home, about a 10-minute walk away.

Everywhere in the community is filled with a festive atmosphere for the New Year, decorated with lanterns and festoons, couplets are pasted on the door of every house, and occasionally a few cannons can be heard.

The voices wafting from every household were the unified Spring Festival Gala, and the two of them walked all the way, and they didn't seem to miss any programs.

Bai Jiu has been very silent, and Ji Jiang also silently accompanied him, walking all the way to the hotel.

The hotel room was booked earlier than the train ticket, so they successfully booked two double-bed rooms, but this was obviously superfluous. Since they came, the door of the other room has not been opened.

The room booked by the two of them was on the top floor, and Bai Jiu stood in front of the window, overlooking the lights of Wanjia outside, feeling a little absent-minded.

Ji Jiang took a coat and put it on Bai Jiu: "It's cold outside, stop standing for a while."

"Ji Jiang," Bai Jiu suddenly said softly, "Did I never tell you about my previous life?"

Ji Jiang nodded.

"Do you want to know?"

"I think." Ji Jiang replied.

"That was not a pleasant experience," Bai Jiu laughed softly, "It's very different from Master Ji's life..."

Ji Jiang's hand was on Bai Jiu's shoulder all the time, and he couldn't help but embrace him when he heard this sentence: "I want to hear it, tell me."

"When I was young, my family was very poor," Bai Jiu said, "Actually, my family was not bad, but Bai Liangyi liked to drink and gamble, so he squandered all the family property."

"Every time he drinks too much, he will scold people. If my mother contradicts him, he will beat people."

Bai Jiu's voice was calm, but Ji Jiang frowned upon every word.

"He didn't want me to go to school. When I was in the first grade of junior high school, he wanted me to drop out of school and go to work to earn money. My mother fought against him like crazy. In the end, he had no choice but to let me continue to go to school."

"According to the original trajectory, when I was a sophomore in high school, I would run away because he owed money from gambling, and would be approached by those debt collectors."

Ji Jiang couldn't help clenching the hand on his shoulder.

"The scar on my shoulder was also left at that time." Bai Jiu looked down at his right shoulder. In fact, he also left that scar in this life. Although it has been removed at Ji Jiang's request, the scar on his body It can be removed, but the scars in my heart are forever burned.

"Later, I made money like crazy. You should know it. I accept all kinds of shows and endorsements. I don't pick any dramas at all, because I'm afraid."

"I'm afraid of being poor."

Bai Jiu smiled suddenly: "Did you know? There used to be a family next to ours. It was a mother and son. The son was weak and sick since he was a child. When I was in the third grade of junior high school, her son had cancer."

"But their family is poorer than ours, and they have no money at all. My mother borrowed them several thousand, which is already the limit. When Bai Liangyi found out, my mother was beaten up."

"But the money needed for chemotherapy is 10,000+, hundreds of thousands. Even if they sell the house, that money is a drop in the bucket."

"Later...do you know what happened later?"

Bai Jiu's voice trembled suddenly: "That woman is dead, she committed suicide."

"On the day I died, I didn't go to school because I was sick. I saw a person fall from the window. I looked down from the window and saw the woman lying on the ground downstairs, motionless, with blood all over her. "

"She committed suicide and left a suicide note before she died. I found the suicide note."

When Bai Jiu said this, he paused for a few seconds, and then continued: "Why did she commit suicide? Because when she was packing her things, she found out that a merchant had given her an accident insurance policy. The insured was herself, and the beneficiary was him. son, and the amount of the accident insurance...just enough to cure his son's illness."

"She was always smiling when she jumped off the building, and she happily said in her suicide note that her son's illness was finally cured."

Ji Jiang frowned: "But suicide... accident insurance does not pay compensation."

"I know," Bai Jiu said, "but she doesn't know, she doesn't even know how to read, she just roughly understands the amount above and the words 'accidental death'."

When Bai Jiu said this, he clenched his fists: "I burned that suicide note and didn't give it to the police. I also hung two pieces of her clothes on the clothes rail on the top of the building, so that it looked like she was drying her clothes." I accidentally slipped and fell off the clothes while wearing them, it was indeed an accidental death."

Speaking of this, Bai Jiu suddenly smiled, it was a wry smile: "But later, his son still died."

Ji Jiang was a little stunned: "Why?"

"That insurance has expired a long time ago," Bai Jiu said, "When the police found the insurance policy, the date had already expired for one year, but the woman didn't know that, with the last hope, she gave her son a chance to survive... ...she failed."

Tears suddenly fell from Bai Jiu's eyes, and the calmness he had been holding on to gradually collapsed: "Ji Jiang, I'm not afraid of anything, except poverty."

"You don't know how terrible poverty is. It can drive a person to death, and it can also drive a person crazy."

"I swore at the time that I would become very rich in the future. I would no longer humble myself by borrowing money from others, and being ridiculed when I went to relatives' homes. All I want is money...I only want money."

When he said the last two sentences, his voice was trembling and he turned his head to look at Ji Jiang, his eyes were red and frightening: "No matter what others scold, I don't care, I just... don't want to live the old life anymore .”

Ji Jiang hugged him suddenly, so hard that he hurt a little, and repeated in his ear: "You are not wrong."

"Bai Jiu, you are not wrong."