Substitute for the little ancestor

Aunt Wang specially asked Aunt Wang to cook it to nourish her body, and when she saw Yin Xun's red and swollen face, Jiang Hansheng's heart felt blocked for a while.

The porridge was very hot, Jiang Hansheng didn't bother, he fed Yin Xun spoonful by spoonful.

"But I still want to thank you for giving me love"

"Every scene is a proof of our love..."

Yin Xun pushed him: "A Ling, your phone is ringing."

Taking a look at the note, it was Xiao Zuo who called.

"Not urgent."

Yin Xun took the spoon: "I'll do it myself, you go and deal with things, hurry up!"

She smiled at him, her brows and eyes were soft.

Unable to hear what the person on the phone said, Yin Xun had another nightmare that night, and the same familiar face appeared in her dreams again.

How many flowers are blooming on the cold sky and the earth, the white sky is cold, it is strange, the Drum Tower is in front of the eyes, Binglan is standing on the stairs, the shadow is a bit gloomy, she looks back at Yin Xun, Eyes are red and swollen.

I don't know when there was an extra suitcase in my hand, and when I noticed her figure again, she was wearing dilapidated clothes. Jiang Hansheng was not in this dream, and Binglan was like an orphan without a backer. Ruthless, more resentment, she covered her face and cried bitterly, asking Yin Xun why she became like this.

When Yin Xun woke up, there was a thin layer of sweat on his head, and the dream was desolate in retrospect.

Yin Xun's father was discharged from the hospital. They were afraid that someone would continue to make trouble, so they asked Li Chengyang to find out where Yin Xun lived.
When they found it, the two were stopped by security guards.

After dialing Yin Xun's phone number, she hurried out of the house.

"Dad! Mom! Why are you here?"

Yin Xun panted and ran over.

The mother raised her toes and pointed her nostrils down at the security guard: "Did you see that? I just said that my daughter lives here, but I still don't believe it."

After speaking, he dragged his husband inside.

When they reached a small path with few people, Yin Xun stopped them.

"Dad, first tell me clearly why you are here?"

This is where Jiang Han was born, and her parents must not mess around.

"You child, if your father comes here, can he still harm you? This is not because we are afraid that those people will find your father again. We decided to come to you in desperation. Do you think we are willing?"

Yin Xun took out a card from his pocket: "There are [-] in it, you take it, and I will take you out to find a house later."

Seeing Qian's eyes open is the best way to describe her mother.

"One hundred thousand!?"

The mother picked up the card and handed it to her lips to kiss: "Yinyin is promising, she opened her hands so generously, she deserves to be a child from my old Luo's family, she is a glory."

Mother laughed, Yin Xun didn't want to talk nonsense with them.

I took the old couple to the suburbs and rented a room. The house was huge, more than 100 square meters. My mother had never seen such a beautiful house, and they settled down with satisfaction.

"Save some money for this card, and without my permission, you will never be able to enter the community you went to today for a second time, do you hear me?"

Yin Xun's tone may have been a little more serious, but her parents would never understand the importance of the matter if she didn't say something more serious.

"Why, Yinyin, why can't we go there?"

"Do you know who lives there?"

"What, who?"

The mother glanced at the father anxiously, and the two looked at each other.

"There is someone who is demanding your debts! If you are not careful, he will kill you."

The words worked, and the pupils of the two of them widened.

"Also, try not to call me again in the future. The mobile phone is not in my hands. If there is trouble, it is not something our family can afford."

*
In the morning, the sun shines into the room through the window, Yin Xun is sleeping late, and vaguely hears the sound of someone going upstairs.

She covered her head with the quilt, curled up in the quilt, and listened to Jiang Hansheng's voice coming upstairs.

Until it got closer and closer, Yin Xun's heart also became nervous one or two

Putting her hand on the quilt, Shang Yinxun felt Jiang Hansheng's strength, and the quilt was pulled away, and she frowned and turned around.

"You haven't woken up yet?"

Yin Xun murmured softly.

Jiang Hansheng didn't come home yesterday, so he asked Yin Xun, "What time did you go to bed?"

"Two o'clock."

"Two o'clock?"

"Hmm... I became obsessed with watching TV, and I was reminded by Aunt Wang later."

Jiang Hansheng laughed: "You."

Reaching out to touch Yin Xun Bianpi's stomach: "Haven't you eaten yet?"

"Not hungry."

"Be obedient, get up and wash your face, and go down to eat."

"Aren't you hungry?"

Yin Xun sat up, and acted like a baby to Jiang Hansheng with her beautiful sleepy eyes.

"Hey, if you don't eat regularly, you'll have stomach problems."

Yin Xun hugged Jiang Hansheng's arm and breathed the breath from him: "A Ling, what brand is your perfume for me?"

"Like this taste?"

"It smells very safe."

Jiang Hanxue half-closed her phoenix eyes with a smile on her face: "Okay, let Xiao Zuo order two bottles later."

During the meal, Yin Xun sneaked a few glances at Jiang Hansheng from time to time. He was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

After wiping his mouth, he walked over and naturally sat on Jiang Hansheng's lap.

She put her arms around his neck and looked at the words he read curiously, Yin Xun pointed to the two words above and asked: "What does this mean?"

"Stock trading, but you don't understand even if I tell you."

Jiang Hansheng tapped Yin Xun's little head, and the woman turned around pretending to be angry when she was not happy: "Cut, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it."

Jiang Han took Yin Xun's little hand firmly: "You really want to hear it?"

"I've passed that strength, I don't want to hear it anymore."

Jiang Hansheng was amused by her: "You have a little temper, don't you?"

Yin Xun ignored him, he stood up and did not take two steps before being pulled back into his arms by Jiang Hansheng: "Where do you want to go?"

"Where else can I go? Let's relax in the yard."

Jiang Hansheng put down the newspaper.

"Let's go, let's go with you."

The backyard is huge, and Yin Xun doesn't come here often.

"what fish is this?"

She pointed to the big yellow fish in the pond and asked.

"Arowana."

"Sounds pretty expensive."

"Yeah, one piece, but it's worth 50 yuan."

The figure of 50 is too sensitive for Yin Xun.

When Jiang Hansheng realized that he had said something wrong, he rarely lowered his head and apologized.

"Hey, what did you say to apologize to me? I still want to be grateful. Back then, Lord Jiang, you didn't beat me up because I couldn't pay back the money."

"Yinyin, it seems that my image in my heart cannot be changed."

There was some loneliness in this tone.

"I'm joking with you, Ah Ling is not such a person, right?"

She put her arms around his waist and bent to see him like a docile elf.

Jiang Han was in a daze for a moment.

Yes, is he such a person?

Jiang Hansheng rubbed the back of Yin Xun's slender and tender hand.

"Aling."

"Ok?"

"Let me go out to film, and the mobile phone. If you are worried, you can set up a communication tool for me."