I am in the dust when I love you

Si Hongfeng smacked the three boys one by one, and said: "My daughter has been busy for a long time after she came back, and she has worked tirelessly to prepare meals for you, but she still can't stop your mouths. Girl, don't feed them, you and Let’s eat together.”

With that said, Si Hongfeng pulled Jian Zhen to sit down, and handed her and Yu Chonglou chopsticks.

three boys...

Grandma, we are your grandchildren!

Jian Zhen was amused: "Grandma, the older brothers are very good. They took good care of Xiao Zhen outside today. It's okay for me to cook a meal. Grandpa, grandma, I also made porridge. You can drink more."

With that said, Jian Zhen filled two bowls of porridge and placed them in front of Si Hongfeng and Qiu Jinian.

With Jane Zhen's help, the three finally sat down at the table.

Si Hongfeng took a sip of the porridge, and felt that his mouth was full of fragrance, soft and soft, and quickly praised: "It's better to be my niece, unlike these brats, who are useless at all."

As he spoke, he gave the three of them a sideways glance, and then looked at Jian Zhen with a motherly smile.

Qiu Jinian also sat aside and hummed, expressing his agreement with his wife.

The three of Qiu Jingyu suffered [-] points of hurt in their hearts, but after tasting the dishes on the table, those hurts in their hearts were thrown out of the sky. For a while, no one spoke, only the sound of chopsticks and bowls colliding and crunching.

From time to time, Si Hongfeng brought dishes to Jian Zhen and Yu Chonglou.

For the first time, Yu Chonglou ate twice as much food as usual.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Jian Zhen, who bowed his head to eat, and he felt a little satisfied in his heart.

With her, there is a taste of home.

After a meal, several people ate it full of flavor, praised Jian Zhen's excellent cooking skills, and asked when they could have it next time.

Si Hongfeng lowered her face: "Boy, what a beautiful idea. My daughter is not your servant, if she wants to eat, go back to your house and let the servant cook it for you."

She wouldn't let her daughter do such menial work.

......

In the three hundred rounds that Qiu Jinian spoke of, Yu Chonglou did not accept the challenge in the end, but he agreed to fight with him again tomorrow.

After dinner, it was getting late.

He helped Jian Zhen pack the dishes into the kitchen, let Jian Zhen sit outside and drink water to rest, and he turned on the faucet to wash the dishes.

The banished fairy-like figure had a great sense of disobedience to the kitchen. Jian Zhen and the old lady stopped him, but he said: "Grandma Qiu, today is my fault. Next time if I have time, I will Cooking and making soup, Xiaozhen won't be tired anymore."

The sleeves on Yu Chonglou's arms were rolled up a bit, his white forearms were slender and powerful, he was busy working inside with skillful movements, Jian Zhen's lips were slightly pursed, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

At this moment, his unearthly demeanor was tainted with a bit of mortal aura, which inexplicably made Jane unable to look away.

After tidying up everything, Yu Chonglou washed his hands and left.

It's getting late, if you don't go back, grandma will worry.

The three cousins ​​winked at Jian Zhen, but were sent out by Si Hongfeng to send Yu Chonglou off.Jian Zhen was dragged upstairs by her and told her to rest earlier.

When going up, Si Hongfeng stuffed the bag brought by Yu Chonglou into Jian Zhen's arms: "It's for you, you can take it. Chonglou is a good kid, he gave it to you, so you can accept it."

Jane really had no choice but to accept it.

After saying good night, Jian Zhen went into the bedroom and took out the things in the bag one by one.

There are chestnut cakes, mung bean cakes, osmanthus cakes, fruity toffee, and a few boxes of chocolates, all of which she loves.

Unexpectedly, he also bought chocolate.

Jian Zhen caressed the box of chocolates, and there was a ripple in her heart: Why is there no cinnabar mole on your palm?But the same warmth as ten years ago made it hard for her to let go.

Opening the box, she took out a piece and ate it. It seemed sweeter than before.

After washing, she lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. After a long time, she gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, she called someone who was her little brother, using the most vicious language in the world to destroy her self-esteem and pride, and a big palm with a cinnabar mole stretched out to her, making it hard for her to breathe.

She struggled desperately, trying to clear away the thick fog that wrapped around her little brother's face, and muttered: "No, you are not my little brother, you are not..."

She wanted to see his face clearly, but she couldn't see anything...

After Mu Wantong went back, her complexion was a little ugly.

Mother Mu looked at her, and held her hand with great concern: "Tong'er, what's wrong with you? Didn't you see Chonglou?"

Mu Wantong threw herself into her mother's arms, her eyes swollen.

Does she want to tell her mother that Yu Chonglou doesn't want to see her at all?

She dare not say.She was afraid that once these words were spoken, she would collapse, and those persistence before would collapse, and she would miss Yu Chonglou.

She collected her thoughts and whispered in her mother's arms: "Mother, I'm fine. It's a little cold outside today, and I'm catching a cold."

Mother Mu sighed secretly, hugging her daughter distressedly.

How could she not understand her daughter's thoughts.

But after so many years, Chonglou's child has no intention of associating with his daughter at all.

If it weren't for the business relationship and friendship between the two families, he might not even bother to smile at each other.

The child looked kind and friendly, but in fact it was difficult to get close to. The daughter's thoughts were probably going to be mispaid.

But she couldn't stop her daughter from going to see Yu Chonglou.

In terms of feelings, she can only turn around if she hits her head badly.

......

Jian Zhen didn't sleep well, and Yu Chonglou also stayed up all night.

After going to the company for a meeting the next day, he made a phone call: "Help me find out about Jane's real affairs, um, everything from childhood to adulthood, please answer me as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Chonglou took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, peeled it off, and fed it into his mouth.

He doesn't smoke, but since that day ten years ago, he has fallen in love with the taste of this chocolate.

Except for Qiu Jingyu, he didn't tell anyone about her existence, but he sealed all his feelings in that girl ten years ago.

Yu Chonglou spread the chocolate icing evenly, and rubbed it with his fingers: "Jian Zhen, I hope you are her. It's been ten years. It's so difficult and painful to find someone.

I hope that one day soon, I can wait for an answer that satisfies me.

Putting the icing into the box, Yu Chonglou picked up the document that the secretary put on the desk and looked at it.

When the person on the other end of the phone heard that Yu Chonglou had asked him to investigate Jane's affairs, the hand holding the phone gradually tightened.

How did he know Jane Zhen?

Is she okay?

He wanted to ask a question, but held back.

Oh, what right does he have to ask?When she was most helpless, he was just a cold bystander, what right did he have to ask about her situation!