No less publicity [entertainment circle]

But Jiang Yanlan's academic performance is much better than Jiang Huotian's.The school found their family many times and gave Jiang Yanlan bursaries and scholarships, but her parents used them to squander them all for Jiang Huotian.After the college entrance examination was over, Jiang Yanlan went out to work on her own to help her earn living expenses. At that time, she also met Li Guoan who was going to serve in the army.

This passage was told by Li Guoan to Jiang Siyang, so he added a lot of descriptions of his heart when he met Jiang Yanlan.Jiang Sianyang recounted it intact, and Zhang Jin'an felt that Uncle Li knew it when he heard it.

When Li Guoan went to serve in the army, Jiang Yanlan took care of Jiang Siyang's grandparents. Jiang Siyang's grandparents liked Jiang Yanlan very much. With the help of Li Guoan's family, Jiang Yanlan successfully ended her college life and went to a bank to work as an accountant.

Then they got married.The Li family felt that Yanlan had worked hard, so they asked Jiang Siyang to follow her surname, and she also chose the name.

Originally, Jiang Siyang decided to call him "Jiang Feiyang", but Jiang Yanlan felt that Feiyang was repeated by too many people. It happened that Jiang Siyang's birthday was in April, so she used the homophonic "si".Sometimes their family name is Jiang Siyang or "Feiyang".

When Jiang Siyang was in elementary school, Jiang Huotian came to make a fuss because he was about to get married, but he had no job and no money for the dowry, so he and Jiang Yanlan's parents came to ask Jiang Yanlan for 50 yuan.

It was also that time that she broke with their family completely.

Afterwards, she brought up Jiang Siyang, and Jiang Siyang's grandparents passed away one after another. Later, Jiang Yanlan was found to have a tumor in her respiratory tract.

On the day of the wedding, Jiang Siyang's grandparents didn't come, and on the day of the funeral, Jiang Siyang's grandparents still didn't come, but they came when they were dividing the property.Fortunately, Jiang Yanlan wrote the will, so they didn't get much money.

According to Jiang Siyang that day, his father threw the money to Jiang Huotian, and conveyed what his mother said to his grandfather and grandmother: "Yanlan asked me to tell you. The fifty thousand is for you to give her money." It's not Jiang Yanlan's life, Jiang Yanlan's life was given by our Li family."

Zhang Jinan once asked Jiang Siyang if he hated his grandfather and grandmother. That was the first time he saw Jiang Siyang's angry expression of gnashing his teeth, mixed with anger and pain.

He said, "Since she was born, why did you treat her like this?"

Zhang Jinan looked at Jiang Siyang beside him, his face was flushed, and the tip of his nose was red from the cold, but he was still praying devoutly, praying that there would be a spirit in the sky, and let Jiang Yanlan give him a dream.

Zhang Jinan admitted that he admired Jiang Siyang's face, or that he admired every part of Jiang Siyang.

Jiang Siyang is a pilgrimage, and he is a follower of Jiang Siyang.

"Mom, I brought you a person I like today, my lover. You know him too, he is Zhang Jinan. We have met Dad, and now we will tell you." Jiang Siyang looked at Zhang Jinan, "He has something to tell you."

Zhang Jinan understood right away, and began to say to the tombstone: "Mom, I am Zhang Jinan. I am honored that you have watched my TV series. I often hear you mentioned. It is a pity that you and I cannot meet, but I never It seems that Yang has roughly understood what kind of woman you are."

Zhang Jinan spoke solemnly, and Jiang Siyang couldn't help watching with his serious look.He had imagined Zhang Jinan's appearance at this time many times, but it was not as real as it is now.As long as he stretched out his hand, he could touch Zhang Jin's beautiful side face, but he didn't do it.

He watched Zhang Jin'an exhale, and the snowflakes fell on Zhang Jin's hair, like white spots falling into black ink.This is probably the artistic conception of those landscape paintings.

he thinks.

Zhang Jin'an is a pilgrimage road, and he is a believer of Zhang Jin'an.

"He said that you are kind and gentle. I don't think there is a label to describe you. I respect you very much, respect your unyielding thoughts, and respect your attitude towards life."

"I am also very grateful that you have raised such a good child as Si Yang. I really like Si Yang, not only in the past, but also in the future. I, Zhang Jinan, keep my word and do what I say. It is hard to follow a man's word, even if I don’t know what’s waiting in the future, and I won’t let go.”

After Zhang Jinan finished speaking, he bowed.

"Mom, you must be well," Jiang Siyang also bowed.

"Let's go," Jiang Siyang said.

"Wait," Zhang Jinan grabbed Jiang Siyang, patted the snowflakes off his head, and straightened Jiang Siyang's scarf, "It's all right now, let's go."

Jiang Siyang's heart warmed for a while, and he took Zhang Jin'an's hand and walked to the taxi.

It happened to be four o'clock in the afternoon when I got home, and Li Guoan just came back.This time it was Zhang Jinan and Jiang Siyang's turn to cook, Zhang Jinan ate the coke chicken wings he had dreamed of again, and choked himself happily.

Li Guoan asked about Zhang Jin'an's family situation, and Zhang Jin'an answered truthfully.

The dishes on the table were clean, only a few bones remained.

"Zhang Shuyu is quite straight-tempered and heartless. Ordinary words can't hurt her. Anyone who scolds her will scold her back, but the quarrel lasted only one day. She was weak when she was a child, and now she won't hold back. If she has a grudge, she will avenge it on the spot." Zhang Jin said.

"That's right, you have a good personality. Don't you have to fight back when someone beats you?" Li Guoan recalled what happened in his army. "Our female fighters are very capable. They beat us all to the ground."

"My younger sister can't compare with them. She's just a big mouth and a tiger. If there is a fight, she can't even punch her," Zhang Jinan said with a smile.

Li Guoan patted the table: "Okay. Then when will you call her over, I will teach her a few tricks to ensure that those who bully her will never bully her again."

"Dad, it's too late. Murder is against the law. Then Shu Yu may get into trouble," Jiang Syang said calmly.

Li Guoan pursed his lips, his voice weakened: "Then learn a simple capture, it will be okay, right?"

"Anyway, I thank Dad on Zhang Shuyu's behalf," Zhang Jinan raised his beer glass.

Li Guoan smiled: "You're welcome, you're welcome. It's a family anyway."

It was so lively, it was past eight o'clock.They said goodbye when Li Qiang arrived downstairs.

Jiang Siyang sent Zhang Jinan to the gate of the community.

The night market is bustling at [-] o'clock in the evening, even if it snows, it can't stop everyone from setting up street stalls.The hawkers started to work, and some greedy people stood by the side of the road waiting for the fried vermicelli to be cooked.

Noisy, so lively.

Zhang Jinan put one hand on the passenger door and took out a piece of paper from his pocket: "I still have some manuscripts to read."

"What else? Didn't you say everything?" Jiang Siyang asked.

"I still have something to tell you," Zhang Jinan said.

Only then did Jiang Siyang realize that it seemed that Zhang Jinan had said that he had written it for him, but at the time all his attention was on Zhang Jinan saying that he wrote it for his mother.

"But I don't think it's necessary now," Zhang Jinyan unfolded Jiang Siyang's hand and put the paper in his hand, "For you, let me think about it carefully, it's better to just say I love you. I love you, Like Yang."

Jiang Siyang held the paper carefully and replied, "Me too."

Jiang Siyang thought, if there were not so many people, the phrase "me too" would definitely be replaced by a kiss.

Zhang Jinan got into the car, they waved again, and parted again.

Jiang Siyang stood where he was, and waited until he could no longer see the taillights of the car, then he opened the paper, and through the dim streetlights, he could clearly see the words written on it stroke by stroke with a pen.

The thin gold characters permeate the back of the paper, and every line of "folding" and "skimming" is scattered and powerful.

There are also notes written in blue pen.

Jiang Siyang looked at the words written in the letter and smiled dumbly.

【To Uncle Li

Forgive me for visiting.I know this is not accepted by most people at the moment.Always use "playful" to explain this relationship, as if they will break up in the next second.But I am sincere, not a momentary fever.I can bet anything on this cause I'm determined

(If you still don't accept it) please give me a chance uncle, even if the time is short, I want no regrets

(if accepted) thank you uncle, thank you uncle (thank you and it's over)

to Aunt Jiang

Hello, Aunt Jiang (call me Mom if you can!) I often hear Si Yang mentioning you. It's a pity that you and I can't meet each other, but I can roughly understand what kind of woman you are from Si Yang's mouth.I respect you very much, and thank you very much for raising such a good child like Yang.I really like Si Yang, not only in the past, but also in the future.I Zhang Jin said exactly what he said.The man is also hard to follow once he says something, even if I don't know what is waiting in the future, I will not let go.

write to my dear Si Yang

Someone once asked me how I defined roses and galaxies, because it seems that these two are often used to express love and swear.

I think so.They weren't romantic at all.

The romance of roses lies in whether the flower grower is willing to pick one and give it to his lover; the romance of Xinghe lies in whether the viewer is willing to stop and hold others' hands.

I want to pick roses for you, and I want to watch the same galaxy with you.

(It depends on the situation. Maybe you will go blank after seeing him. It's better to just say you love him. Don't mess with these empty heads.)

Zhang Jinyan]

How can there be such an interesting person?

"It's really like the man, with his style everywhere," Jiang Siyang folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket.

Jiang Siyang looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes fell between his eyebrows.