Everyone Loves White Lotus

Ye Jing looked at the umbrella ribs of these purple bamboos. They were slender but not weak, straight and tough, supporting half a fan circle.He droops his eyelashes and knits the umbrella stand with his fingers.

The peeled bamboo bones were folded into the braided skeleton between his fingers. With a little force, the bamboo slices cut his three fingers, and blood gushed out immediately.

It landed on the umbrella bone.Ye Jing was the first to react, and wiped the blood dripping from the umbrella bone with his sleeve.

But a voice came from above his head, "Don't dirty my umbrella,"

Raising his head, under the harsh light, Boss Jiang had a cold face.

Soon, when Ye Jing was thinking about how to stop the blood from continuing to flow, the man came out from the main room, brought the medicine powder, and grabbed his hand.

The golden bottle was uncorked and yellow powder poured out.

Stopped at the wound on his third finger that was bleeding profusely.Ye Jing raised his head, it was still glaring, but it seemed different from before.Boss Jiang grabbed his hand and put it in his bosom robe, "Haven't you done rough work?"

He raised his eyes and looked at him.

Ye Jing said hastily, "You teach me, I'll be good at it."

Boss Jiang raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, "I don't raise idlers, don't expect me to take you two mother and son in kindly, unless..."

Ye Jing saw that he lowered his body a little, lowered his voice in front of his eyes, "You make me feel good every night."

So, Boss Jiang managed to see the pigment on Ye Jing's face that was redder than the haze that day.

When Tuanzi saw his mother weaving umbrella ribs in the courtyard, he also went to play at his mother's knees.

Because of his young age, he has the innocence of a child, but he also has the security of a wanderer, a pair of big eyes, and only when he is by his mother's side will he look at his mother doing things carelessly.

"Mom, how long are we going to stay here?"

Tuanzi's round jewel-like eyes looked at the bamboo bone that was becoming more and more beautiful in Ye Jing's hands. Ye Jing coaxed him softly, "Don't Tuanzi like this place?"

"That man is so fierce..." Tuanzi lowered his head, his eyelashes were as thick and black as Ye Jing's, and he looked down at the work in his mother's hands.

Ye Jing freed his hand and rubbed his little hairy head, "Duanzi is good, be obedient, he... won't be a bad boy."

There was a faint scent of bluegrass on his mother, his nose twitched, and he hid in Ye Jing's arms, whining loudly, "Mother, let's get out of here if we have a chance."

Ye Jing was coaxed by him, and pretended to agree to him softly, "Okay."

At dinner time.

Boss Jiang seldom bought a meal of meat. He is a widower at home on weekdays, and only occasionally eats meat during festivals.The first-class stewed chicken soup, and it is rare to buy ham that I can't eat once in a year.

The table is rich and full of meat and meat.

Tuanzi had already climbed onto the stool, his mother was not yet here, and he was timidly afraid to go to the table, but he climbed onto the stool under Jiang's intimidation and coaxing.

Looking around to see if his mother is coming.

Ye Jing made four umbrella ribs in one afternoon, and he had already cut more than ten bloodstains on his hands. Only then did he know that the ribs of the purple bamboo umbrella are sharp and tough.

He simply bandaged his hands and washed them several times. After washing away the blood, the sky was already too dark. He turned around and wanted to spread an oil-soaked tarpaulin over the umbrellas that had been prepared for drying in the yard. , but ran into Boss Jiang.

Jiang Chen got very close to him on purpose, he turned around, just bumped into him, and was about to fall back, Boss Jiang grabbed his waist, "It's useless to do so well, you have to think about how to serve me is the right way .”

Ye Jing's face also looked soft under the misty moonlight.

He lowered his head, and Boss Jiang was so close to him that he could even smell the faint aura that lingered on him all year round.Wormwood, bellflower, orchid, what else.Boss Jiang couldn't figure it out.

Tuanzi, who climbed down from the stool, lay on tiptoe at the window to watch his mother and Boss Jiang.

Tuanzi said softly, "Mother—"

Attract Ye Jing's gaze.

Boss Jiang was behind him, the sky was so dark that he couldn't see clearly, he put his hand on Ye Jing's slender waist, "You should put him to sleep earlier at night."

Finally, the whole family came to the table. Boss Jiang spooned chicken soup for the mother and son, and deliberately put chicken legs in the bowls of dumplings and Ye Jing.

The dumpling didn't dare to put down their chopsticks, and paid special attention to his mother's orders.Ye Jing coaxed him to drink the soup, then lay down on the bowl, and gently blew away the thick layer of chicken fat on the soup, it was obvious that he had killed a fat chicken.

Seeing the meat in the bowl, Ye Jing said to Boss Jiang, "You can eat this meat." Then, he pinched the chicken leg over, and Boss Jiang removed the bowl, "Why, don't you eat my Jiang's stuff?"

Ye Jing was afraid that he would get angry, so he repeatedly explained, "It's not..."

Boss Jiang said coldly, "Eat it if it's not you, otherwise people will think I'm mean to you and your mother."

Duanzi remained silent and stopped the soup in the rice bowl.

Boss Jiang already knew how good this dumpling was, "Don't you want to eat it?" he scowled at him.

Ye Jing patted the dumpling lightly, "Good boy, eat well, and mother will too." Then he lowered his head to drink the soup.

The dumpling just watched his mother drink it, and he drank the soup obediently.

Tuanzi is like a child, but he has lived in someone else's fence for a long time and learned to protect his mother.And Ye Jing is still the same Ye Jing from back then, even when eating and drinking soup, he is gentle and restrained, without splashing a drop on the table.

Boss Jiang picked up a lot of meat for the dumplings, and he gave better ones to Ye Jing selfishly.

Ye Jing's bowl was piled up like a mountain. He only drank soup, ate white rice, and occasionally dropped vegetables on his chopsticks, but he didn't touch meat at all.

Only Tuanzi ate a few mouthfuls of meat, finished the rice in the bowl, filled another bowl, and carefully ate the meat in the bowl that Jiang Li had picked up for him, which was too much to fit.

Children like the fragrant cured ham the most, and there are only dumplings, and they eat it carefully, not daring to eat more. I took half a bowl of chicken soup and took a sip before swallowing it.

Boss Jiang drank the soup, but from the beginning to the end, he never saw Ye Jing eat a mouthful of meat dishes, nor did he touch the dishes he gave him.

Boss Jiang's face darkened, and he pretended to smile and asked, "Why, Mr. Ye doesn't like to eat my simple food?"

Laughing is not smiling, just dissatisfied.

Ye Jing just shook his head, "No, it's not."

Soon, the dumplings were full of rice and soup, and he was very obedient after eating, thinking that he would wait for them to finish their meal before leaving the table.Boss Jiang saw Tuanzi's snow-white face, looking sleepy after a meal, so he asked him to leave, "Go back to sleep after eating."

Tuanzi looked at his mother, as if asking for Ye Jing's approval.Ye Jing nodded and coaxed him, "Go."

With his coaxing, Tuanzi got off the dining table and went back to the room to rest. In Boss Jiang's eyes, he didn't like it very much.His majesty is less than that of a loving mother.

However, they have been living outside for so long, and it is reasonable for them not to listen to an "outsider" like him.After Boss Jiang saw that Tuanzi had gone far away, he got up and sat on the same bench as Ye Jing.

Leaning beside him, "You can't eat it in front of me on purpose? Did I make you sick?"

Ye Jing didn't eat anything at all tonight. He even sipped the soup, and only gave Jiang Chen some face. After drinking a big bowl, he couldn't eat the rest.

Not to mention the mountains of meat.

Ye Jing explained, "No, it's not..."

Boss Jiang picked up a piece of ham and fed it to the corner of Ye Jing's mouth.Ye Jing could only open his mouth, swallowed in small bites, kept chewing for a long time, and swallowed.

Boss Jiang pinched the back of his neck, "Is it delicious?" He asked him deliberately like a lover.

There was a churning in Ye Jing's stomach.

He didn't speak, just nodded, and soon Boss Jiang picked up a piece of chicken and fed it to his mouth, "Try it, it's been a long time since I fed you like this."

Ye Jing was so miserable that he couldn't tell, so he could only taste another piece, the smell of meat and meat surged between his lips and teeth, and soon, he stopped chewing, and swallowed it down his throat.

Only two pieces of meat.

Boss Jiang put his displeasure on his face, "Who are you so unwilling to show? I'm sorry for you, Ye Jing?"

Ye Jing shook his head, his gastric juices surged even more, and soon he left the dining table and walked quickly to the well in the yard, at the corner, opened his mouth, and there was a sound of unchewed meat and rice soup. and vomited out.

He leaned against the wall and continued to vomit.

The stomach was tightly twisted together like an invisible hand, wrinkling his entire face.

He lowered his body in the corner for a long time, and the juice and rice grains he vomited seemed to sweep away everything he swallowed in his stomach just now.

Boss Jiang walked over and looked at the vomit on the ground.

Looking coldly at Ye Jing who was still retching on the ground, he pulled him up and forced him to lean against his body, "I'm so reluctant to feed you?"

Ye Jing vomited bitterly, and just shook his head.

Boss Jiang took him back to the dining table, and he sat down again. Boss Jiang took a piece of thinly sliced ​​ham and coaxed him, "Eat a piece,"

Ye Jing turned his head away, his stomach still felt uncomfortable.

Boss Jiang turned his face away, with the ham between his mouth, "I made you sick, didn't I?" His voice was like frost in a cold night.

No emotion, no anger.

Ye Jing turned his head and saw the sullen look on Boss Jiang's face.

He opened his mouth and ate every mouthful that Boss Jiang fed him.At the fifth well, he couldn't bear it anymore, rushed to the corner by the well, and vomited on the dry grass.

It's like a withered hand reaching into the throat, digging out the food that I ate just now, but some of it keeps churning in the stomach, and I don't want to come out no matter what.

In the second half of vomiting, bloody mucus even dripped from the corner of Ye Jing's mouth.

He buried his head on the cold masonry at the mouth of the well, his throat was still half open, and a lot of bitter things in his stomach crawled on his mouth and chin.

Winding to the lower jaw, cheek side.

One hand picked him up halfway from the ground, and a pair of eyes full of moisture were forced to look at a pair of dark eyes.

The belt around his waist was untied, and Ye Jing was forced to the edge of the well.

Those eyes that were as dark as the crimson moon in the sky stared at him firmly, "Is it off your stomach? Who are you going to show such bitterness?"

"No, Jiang Chen, that's not the case, it's me..."

Ye Jing's explanation disappeared in the next moment, and the man pushed him against the corner of the wall.Under the moonlight, his pale knuckles turned purple.

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Don't take it seriously, these chapters are fan fiction written by cp fans.It's more bloody.It doesn't belong to Jiang Ye's real life.

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I'm sorry, the update has been discontinued for the past few days because I have been too busy with work on National Day.