his cat

It was snowing heavily in Yicheng again that day, Ming Yang dragged a small suitcase by himself, and followed his brother on the plane to the capital.

Ming Chen gave him four or five story and picture books from his backpack, and said, "I'm going to answer Ying Yangyang's gift."

No matter what time it is, receiving a gift is an exciting and happy thing. Ming Yang flipped through a few pages, no matter the texture of the paper or the exquisiteness of the painting.

"Thank you, brother. I also want to prepare a gift for you." Ming Yang closed the book, and wanted to ask Mr. Jiang what kind of gift to give, but when he found that the phone was turned off when it came up, he put it back and flipped through the picture book.

Ming Chen looked very tired and fell asleep shortly after the plane took off. Ming Yang watched him sideways.My brother doesn't have much flesh on his face, and his facial features are three-dimensional and distinct, unlike his pinched lumps of flesh.

My brother is very good-looking, and I often have companions who regret why Ming Chen is a man and not a woman in Meow Star.

Fortunately, the older brother is the older brother, what if it was the younger sister, she could only be bullied together... Thinking of this, Ming Yang tilted his head and leaned on his elder brother's shoulder, staring out the window in a daze.

After suffering for more than two hours, he finally got off the plane. Ming Yang sent Jiang Chongnian a WeChat message, saying that the capital city is much colder than Yicheng, and his ears hurt from the cold just by the wind.

It didn't take long to get in the car, and it arrived in a daze.

The Ming family's house is very large, with high-quality materials and extremely luxurious.

The four-storey villa is a palace-style building with a combination of Chinese and Western styles, and the creamy white double-height Roman column door is a show of grandeur.The red bricks on the exterior walls are exquisite and beautiful.

Surrounded by green plants and ancient trees of unknown age, the natural atmosphere and life atmosphere collide with each other, and the villa itself has a solemn sense of age.

The car was parked at the gate, and before anyone got out of the car, the housekeeper helped to open the door.

The butler looked about 50 or [-] years old, wearing a black suit, and the wind did not mess with his meticulous hair.

"Master Ming." Steward Sun took the suitcase in Ming Chen's hand, glanced at Ming Yang, and said respectfully, "Young Master, welcome home."

Ming Yang was stunned for a moment, Ming Chen patted him on the shoulder, and introduced: "Song Xian, housekeeper Song. Yang Yang can talk to him about anything in life."

"Hello, Uncle Song." Ming Yang picked the ring on his ring finger, thinking whether to shake hands or hug...

"You are also good, young master." Song Xian smiled kindly and led the way.Walking inside is a two-meter-wide path paved with small cobblestones. On both sides are ancient tree-lined roads crossing each other. At the end of the road is a castle-like villa with an ancient European-style fountain standing in the center.

Like a mysterious abode hidden from the hustle and bustle.

Ming Yang followed his brother and asked curiously, "Brother, is this your home? It's so big."

"It's our home, and you are its owner." Ming Chen rubbed his hair and asked, "Does Yang Yang like this place?"

"I like it." Ming Yang took several pictures with his mobile phone, carefully selected three and sent them to Jiang Chongnian: Mr. Jiang, I'm here.

Ming Yang packed his mobile phone, and there were two women coming down the stairs of the villa, a middle-aged woman in a caramel-brown padded jacket, and a demure girl in an off-white dress.

They looked like they were about to go out, but the woman was looking down for something in the bag, without raising her head, she asked the girl who was one meter away, "Sang Jin, where is my aunt's cell phone, is it on the coffee table?"

Hearing this, the girl turned her head, just happened to see someone coming, her eyes lit up instantly, and she stood there speechless.Yu Yanling looked sideways at her niece, followed her line of sight suspiciously, squinted her eyes to see who was coming, with a smile on her brows and eyes, and hurried to greet her enthusiastically.

"The young master is back. In the morning, Steward Song said that he would arrive at night, and Xiao Jin and I are going to the vegetable market right now." Her eyes fell on Ming Yang, "This is... the young master?"

Song Xian nodded before he had time to speak, Ming Chen asked, "Have the rooms been cleaned up?"

Sang Jin said: "I packed it up yesterday, and I can live in it right away. The covers of the bedding have been replaced with new ones. I don't know if the fabrics are used by the young master."

Ming Yang looked at her curiously, he didn't know anyone in this place except his brother.

Ming Chen nodded, glanced at her lightly, supported Ming Yang's shoulders and introduced: "Aunt Yu and Sang Jin. Yang Yang can tell them what he wants to eat."

Ming Yang looked around, this place is huge, obviously full of green plants, but somehow feels empty.

He kind of missed the vines and icebergs in Jiang Zhai's garden, and the people who planted flowers for him.

"Brother, I'm a little sleepy." Ming Yang was not interested in visiting the big house, so he yawned and rubbed his eyes as he walked.After sitting on the plane for two hours, I didn't close my eyes for a while, and now I am so sleepy that I can hardly open them.

"Then Yangyang will go upstairs to rest first, and then have dinner after waking up."

Ming Yang followed his brother to the second floor. The floor of the room was covered with plush carpets. The most eye-catching thing was the square oil painting beside the bed. In the painting lay a sleeping gray cat, which looked very much like himself.

Really similar!

Ming Yang came closer to observe, and Ming Chen said behind him: "Last year, the painting bought by Huanhe Auction in Yicheng, does Yang Yang feel like himself?"

"like!"

Do all the little gray cats look like this... Will Mr. Jiang fall in love with other cats...

Ming Chen patted him on the shoulder, "Take a break first, I'm in the study, Yang Yang will come over if he has something to do, the second room on the third floor."

"it is good."

Ming Yang took off his clothes before lying down. Jiang Chongnian made a video call. Ming Yang felt sweet in his heart. He knelt on the quilt and immediately answered the video.

"Mr. Jiang, I miss you so much." This was his first sentence.

"Did you think of me?"

"I want you to cuddle me to sleep."

Jiang Chongnian was sitting in the garden of his home at the moment, looking at the boy who was shaking his head in the video, and said softly: "I really miss Zai Zai, I will fulfill the previous agreement in a few days, spend the New Year with my parents, and come to the capital to watch it when I return to China after the New Year. you."

Ming Yang didn't understand why human beings have to pass two years, and why the interval between these two years is so long, so he said: "When will it be, we just passed the new year the day before yesterday."

"It's different. The day before yesterday we celebrated New Year's Day, the New Year of the Gregorian calendar. What follows is a traditional festival, the Spring Festival of the lunar calendar, the first day of the first month."

"I don't know."

"It's okay." Jiang Chongnian said with a smile, "I'll give Zai Zai New Year's money on the Spring Festival."

"New Year's Eve? Does it mean you won't grow up if you are under pressure?"

"How could that be? New Year's Eve also means suppressing evil spirits. Those who receive the New Year's money can spend this year in peace." Jiang Chongnian took the phone closer, looked at the boy's flickering long eyelashes on the screen, and said seriously: "This year's New Year's Eve! It is an exception that Zai Zai is not around, I hope there will be no such exception in the future, I want to see with my own eyes that you are safe."

"Yes, I will give Mr. Jiang a New Year's greeting too." Ming Yang got into the bed, showing his head, "Brother sent me a few picture books, and I will take them back after the New Year. I will feel sleepy when I read them. You read it to me."

"Okay, my mother also sent a few copies, and I can't finish listening to Zai Zai's stories."

"Mr. Jiang kept reading."

Later, Jiang Chongnian looked at Ming Yang, chatted silently, and held the phone tightly with his hands shrunk.

As can be imagined, Ming Yang doesn't sleep well under the quilt, but he doesn't move around and sleeps well.The viewers couldn't help feeling tender in their hearts, wanting to hug and kiss this obedient boy.

How could there be such obedient little confusion?

Thinking of this, Jiang Chongnian unconsciously smiled warmly.

When Ming Yang woke up again, the video was hung up at some point, and the screen was black.He sat on the bed blankly, staring at the phone for a long time before moving his fingers.

He used to wake up with Mr. Jiang's kisses and hugs, but now there is nothing, he is not used to frowning.

Sang Jin knocked lightly on the door, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet air. The dazed Ming Yang shrugged in fright, and turned to look at the person who came in by knocking the door.

It was still the off-white long dress at noon, and her long black hair was tied into a low ponytail.

Sang Jin is a pretty girl without makeup.

"Young master, I see that you are awake, and you can eat after washing up. Young master Ming is still busy in the study, his stomach is not good, maybe the young master can call him to come with him."

"Brother has a bad stomach?"

Sang Jin nodded, "Stomach ulcer, I have had it for a long time, but Young Master Ming didn't take it seriously, it hurts a lot, and I vomited blood a few times before. The illness is slowly recovering, and I need someone to tell me to pay attention at all times."

Hearing vomiting blood, Ming Yang asked nervously, "Will you die?"

"Ah?" Sang Jin was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook her head, "No, no, no, no. Master Ming is used to being undisciplined, and it's just right for the young master to come, so I can help persuade you."

Ming Yang climbed out of bed, put on his shoes, put on his coat and went to the study on the third floor.The door was not closed tightly, and my brother was on the phone.Ming Yang gently pushed it away and walked in. He couldn't understand, it was probably about country X, because Ming Yang heard the word country X.

He sat quietly for a while and found that his hands were empty, and he was not used to it. Then he realized that the phone was still in the room, and insisted on going downstairs to get it.

Sang Jin was still in his room, apparently making the mattress, and Ming Yang's cell phone was in her hand.

"I just wanted to send it up, but the young master came down by himself." Sang Jin handed him the phone, Ming Yang thanked him, turned around and walked out, thinking of sending a message to Mr. Jiang.

The lit screen says: iPhone is unavailable, please try again in 15 minutes.

Except for the four words 'Emergency' at the bottom that can be pressed, nothing else can be moved.

Ming Yang had never encountered this kind of situation before, so he went to the study again, waited for his brother to hang up the phone before handing him the phone, and said anxiously: "Brother, the phone is locked by itself, what should I do?"

Mingchen took it and took a look, "Did you press it while Yangyang was sleeping? Just wait 15 minutes and re-enter the password, don't worry."

Ming Yang was afraid that he would never be able to contact Mr. Jiang after locking it, so he felt relieved after hearing Ming Chen's words, put the phone in his pocket and said, "Why does my brother's stomach get sick?"

"Small illness, caused by irregular diet," he packed up the documents spread out on the table and locked them back in the cabinet, leading Ming Yang downstairs.

"Is it okay to be regular?"

"Yes."

"That's good. I'll supervise my brother's meals in the future." Ming Yang touched the phone a few times and it was still locked. For the first time, he felt that 15 minutes was so long.

The food was cooked by Aunt Yu, and the menu given by Mingchen included taboos.Ming Yang's food is quite appetizing, but it's not as good as Aunt Wang's.

After dinner, Ming Yang followed his elder brother to the garden to digest food and familiarize himself with the surroundings by the way.

Walking to a secluded place, Ming Chen said: "This house was left by the grandfather of the Ming family, and I nominally belong to the young master of the Ming family. But Yangyang, even though we are all named Ming, we have nothing to do with the entire Ming family. Since Ming After the death of the old man, the descendants of the Ming family with some blood ties are all eyeing the so-called inheritance, even though my name is written in black and white in the will. This time Yangyang really has to hide his little tail, and we can’t let them catch us It's a secret, only the two of us know."

Ming Yang opened his mouth slightly. He wanted to say that Mr. Jiang had already seen the tail, but after thinking about it, he forgot. He was afraid that his brother would dislike Mr. Jiang even more.

Passing by an empty meadow, he felt that something was missing, so he suggested casually, "Brother, can I plant flowers here?"

Mingchen nodded, "This is your home, Yangyang can plant whatever he wants." He asked again, "What kind of flowers does Yangyang want to plant, and let Steward Song buy flower seedlings tomorrow."

"Well... two kinds of flowers need to be planted," Ming Yang looked at Ming Chen seriously, "red roses and vine icebergs."

Ming Yang felt a long time ago that his elder brother was a stubborn red rose after the wind and rain, a model of hard mouth and soft heart.

The author says:

I don't think I mentioned their height.

Yang Yang is around 178 and Jiang Chongnian is around 190.That's why Ming Yang has to raise his chin to look at Mr. Jiang every time.

This height difference can stand on tiptoe and kiss...