The villain is ruthless

Chapter 397

Jiang Zhu was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up, but Dou Da's eyes fixed on him, as if saying, 'If you bully me again, I'll beat you to death'!

Jiang Wang and her looked at each other and understood what she was thinking. He became more and more sure that this was not an ordinary tortoise. Not only could she understand what he said, but she could even respond to him with her eyes on this basis. This is a miracle in itself. .

Although she is not allowed to become a master after the founding of the People's Republic of China, she must be the most special one.

Jiang Lu touched her back, and put her back in the tub before she went mad and bit him, "Don't be angry, I won't bully you anymore."

If the tortoise could roll its eyes, Jiang Zhu would definitely give him a roll of the eyes, and then spit at him.

"I will take good care of you in the future, and will not let you suffer from cold and starvation, will you promise?"

Jiang Zhu: "..." Isn't this what it should be?

Jiang Lu: "..."

Perhaps because of the little turtle, Jiang Lu was always in a good mood, either sitting by the stove chatting with Jiang Zhu, or cooking a few dishes and drinking wine at the table.

Jiang Zhu looked at the food on the table enviously, and really wanted to take a human form and have a meal. After thinking about it, it's better not to frighten the honest people.

Jiang Honest Man Lun: "..."

"This flower hasn't bloomed yet." After dinner, Jiang Zhuan brought a pot of bright red flowers in front of Jiang Zhu, "Look at it, isn't it pretty?"

Jiang Zhu glanced lazily, and it turned out to be the pot of autumn radishes, a thriving mass, enthusiastic and willful, and the season of ice and snow, so arrogant that it would die.

If she remembered correctly, this pot of autumn radishes bloomed in autumn, but she didn't expect it to bloom for two full months and hasn't thanked her. What kind of variety is this?

"It bloomed on the day she came here." Jiang Huang suddenly said, "The flowering period of this flower is July, and it has withered long ago, but now it's the twelfth lunar month, and it's still blooming so beautifully, do you think it's because of her?"

Jiang Zhu was confused by what he said, and wondered who exactly was the "she" he was talking about?

I was a little suspicious that the person was me, and the autumn radish bloomed out of season because of her death. God knows that she just used a little spiritual power, and the flower bloomed too much for two months.

Jiang Zhu stared at him quietly, wondering what he was lamenting, but Jiang Zhuan started complaining in the next second.

"It's a pity that I haven't seen her much since that day," he said absent-mindedly as he fiddled with Jian Qiuluo lightly with his hand, "Even if I send her something there every time, she doesn't talk to me very much."

Jiang Zhu: "..." This person seems to have given him candy, dried fruit and all kinds of pastries...

"I think she doesn't like me," Jiang Wan lowered his voice, "I went to the yard today, and I didn't see her."

Jiang Zhu: "..." Isn't she here?

"I heard that she is going back to the Shanghai stock market." Jiang Wang let go of Jian Qiuluo and looked down at Jiang Zhu, "Do you think she will think of me after she goes back?"

Jiang Zhu: "..." What did she say?It seemed that everything she said was wrong, who let her mess up a pool of spring water, I was proud to think about it.

Jiang Lu didn't expect a little turtle to talk to him, and soon recovered from the obsessive abnormality just now.

"Why am I telling you this? You can't speak." He hugged Jianqiuluo back to his original position, and he remembered something in his mind, and there was a faint smile on his face, looking very innocent.

Jiang Zhu was so excited that he felt dizzy. Comrade Jiang really got into the drama too deeply.

After a while, Jiang Ju turned around and sat in front of the stove to meditate.

Jiang Zhu left him a back view, lying on his stomach in the basin and began to sleep.

The warm wooden house and the warm fire made Jiang Zhu completely let go of his guard and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Lu suddenly lowered his eyes, and suddenly remembered the scene of meeting the little turtle in his mind. There were footprints in the snow, but there were footsteps that never came back. This in itself is puzzling.

What made him even more weird was that the little stupid turtle was hiding at the end of the footprints, which made him suspect that the footprints were related to the little turtle.

Is it her?

Jiang Wang didn't make a conclusion right away, he raised his hand and brushed Jiang Zhu's back, his eyes became more searching.

The next day, Jiang Zhu woke up at dusk.

At that time, Jiang Wang had already heard the news of Jiang Zhu's return to the Shanghai Stock Exchange from the male educated youth, "Yesterday afternoon, Nan Zhu carried a small bag and left. I'm afraid he is almost there now."

Jiang Wang's eyes flickered when he heard the words, "What hour was it yesterday?"

"Around quarter past four," the male educated youth remembered clearly. At this point, they were chatting in the room, and everyone heard what Jiang Zhu said.

Jiang Wang got the news, but his heart was not calm. This time was only a few minutes away from the time he met the little turtle, and the snowy road was difficult to walk. Jiang Zhu should leave in the morning when he wants to go home. How could he leave in the afternoon?

He concealed the doubts in his heart, thanked the male educated youth, and then walked to the village, wanting to ask the brigade Changjiang Zhu if he had come to issue a certificate of leaving the village.

"Of course there are," the team leader said with certainty, "The Nanzhu educated youth came to issue a certificate half a month ago."

Jiang Wang was even more worried when he heard the words, fearing that something would happen to Jiang Zhu if he walked on the snowy road, "Someone take her to the station?"

The team leader shook his head, "At first I wanted to send a tractor to deliver them, but the educated youth from Nanzhu left very quickly, and I couldn't find anyone after a while."

Hearing this, Jiang Wang immediately walked along the road out of the village, feeling extremely worried, the snowy road was difficult to walk, she was stupid, what would she do if she was late on a business trip?At that time, every day will not work and the ground will not respond, I am afraid that it will be——

Just thinking about it like this made Jiang Ju feel extremely uncomfortable.

He should have waited a little longer yesterday, when Jiang Zhu came out, he happened to send her to the county.

After searching back and forth, Jiang Zhu was nowhere to be found, so Jiang Wang had no choice but to hope that she had arrived home safely.

When it was getting dark, he went back to the house in a daze. He was going to see the little tortoise by the stove, only to find that the fire had gone out and the room was a bit cold.

Jiang Wang thought of the promise not to let her suffer from cold and starvation for a moment, and felt guilty for a while.

After lying on the ground and searching for a while but couldn't find it, Jiang Wang couldn't help calling her twice, but he still didn't get a response.

It was icy and snowy outside, and it was impossible for the little turtle to leave the house, so he probably hid somewhere to sleep.

Jiang Huan first lit up the stove, and then continued to look for Jiang Zhu when the room was warmed up. When he passed the table, he was surprised to find that the leftovers on the table were one-third less.

Especially the braised pork and steamed sausage he made at noon.

Jiang Lu's complexion changed. After checking the house, he found that there was nothing missing. His expression became more and more strange. His house was always locked tightly, and no one dared to go up the mountain under such heavy snow?Who would steal his leftovers?

The figure of the little turtle appeared in Jiang Lu's mind, and when he turned his eyes, he found that the two pots of camellia placed in front of the window were full of flower buds, bright in color and ready to bud.

It's midwinter now, and the camellias are obviously in full bloom in spring——

(End of this chapter)