One thought comes true

There are many days in Qinzhou in August where you can feel the cool breeze blowing on your face, but in September, the temperature has risen significantly.

Ye Xialan began to post pictures of the scenery on the travel road in Moments, and occasionally complained a few words, but it didn't take long before she posted a selfie of herself not knowing whether it was by the river or the lake, exaggerating the coolness.

Even her 40th birthday was celebrated during a trip, and Mu Yuyu called her and she quickly cut it off, saying that she was going to play.

Jiang Chenyin's work has returned to the normal track, and he and Mu Muyu commute to and from get off work every day, and buy ingredients together for cooking on the way back from get off work in the afternoon.The two still divide and cooperate, but Mu Muyu usually does more work.

In the evening, Mu Yuyu will start a video chat with her parents, listen to her parents telling her about every day, and watch her parents quarrel while talking.

At this time, Jiang Chenyin would always exercise in the fitness room on the third floor. Her fitness habit had never stopped, but she didn't go to the outside gym just for convenience.But her fitness plan was formulated by a special trainer friend, so the fitness effect has never been bad.

The past few days have been a bit sultry, and a thunderstorm finally ushered in the evening, and the soil gave off a fragrance.

The window in Jiang Chenyin's room was open, and a small foldable office desk was placed on the big bed, and Mu Yu's laptop was being opened on the desk.

The screen displayed the decorations in the luxurious hotel room. Of course, the most eye-catching thing was Ye Xialan who was wearing a mask.

"Let me tell you, your dad was staring at a beautiful woman at the beach today."

Ye Xialan couldn't speak normally because of the mask, she only opened and closed her mouth slightly, trying to keep the tone of her entire sentence on the same line, not too fluctuating.

Mu Muyu pursed her lips and laughed silently, and heard Bo Mingliang argue for herself on the bed behind Ye Xialan: "Didn't you let me see that? You kept pulling me to let me see it as soon as we walked over, and I said no." I saw..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Xialan turned his head and reprimanded him angrily: "I told you to watch it and you really watched it!"

Mu Muyu reminded softly: "Mom, the mask..."

Ye Xialan was about to continue shouting, but when she was reminded, she realized that the lower half of the mask had already swelled up because of what she said just now.

She quickly smoothed the mask, glared at her husband, gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "I'll clean you up later!"

Ye Xialan turned back, intending to continue chatting with Mu Muyu.

She sighed, and said in a low voice: "But having said that, that woman's figure is really good." At this point, she paused, glanced at the back, then lowered her voice and said to Mu Muyu: "I have something to do with you, Aunt Yin." Put it all together, the vest line, the waist is slender and the legs are long, but the skin is much darker than your aunt Yin. Tsk, but the black spots are also sexy..."

Mu Muyu felt that all the words she wanted to say were blocked in her throat. Sexy with dark spots?

Isn't white sexy?But when Aunt Yin was changing her clothes, the clothes slipped off her shoulders a little, like a ribbon gently caressing them.And when she was getting dressed, she pulled her long hair out of her shirt, then buttoned it up, and tucked the hem into her trousers, outlining the waist that was not full...

Every place is beautiful, and it makes Mu Muyu feel a little strange, why can he stare at it for so long, and then silently pull the blanket up to cover his eyes.

"Oh, it feels like your mom and I won't be able to have a vest line in my life. Your dad always takes me to eat everywhere, and I don't have a chance to exercise. You know those aunts always ask me to play mahjong and cards... ..."

Ye Xialan lamented her life with a bitter face, looked down at her well-maintained hands, and then showed a tangled expression that wanted to complain but felt happy, and looked up again but put away her emotions.

"Have you been listening to your mother?"

"Ah? I heard it, I heard it." Mu Muyu raised her head for no apparent reason, only to belatedly realize that she had lost her mind just now, and nodded quickly to show that she heard it.

Ye Xialan shook her head, then looked behind her, "You ran to Teacher Jiang's room again."

"Yeah." Mu Muyu admitted this very generously.

At this time, the door of the room that was already open was knocked, and Jiang Chenyin, who had just finished exercising, was leaning there with his arms folded.

Mu Muyu turned her head to look, and immediately turned back and lowered her head, a faint blush appeared on her face.

Jiang Chenyin tied up her hair, she was only wearing a sports bra on her upper body, and a pair of hot pants on her lower body.There was a thin layer of sweat on her exposed skin, and beads of sweat slowly rolled down her thin face, down her neck, over her beautiful collarbone, and finally on her chest.

Her abdomen has a very obvious "Chuan"-shaped texture, and a few drops of sweat flow down, giving it a healthy beauty.

"Hey, is Mr. Jiang finished exercising?" Ye Xialan asked through the screen.

"Well, I'm going to take a bath." Jiang Chenyin replied with a gentle smile.

Ye Xialan quickly grabbed the laptop and pressed her face against it, "Let me take a look at the vest line, if you can't touch it, it's good to have a look!"

"It's a good idea." Jiang Chenyin scolded with a smile, "I want to watch myself practice. After practicing, I can watch and touch it every day."

Bo Mingliang must be next to her, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't see it that way.

Ye Xialan's pitiful pleading voice came over: "Mr. Jiang, just let me take a look, just one look. How can I touch myself?"

"No, okay." Jiang Chenyin refused word by word, and then said to Mu Yuyu, "Mu Yu, I'm going to take a shower in the opposite room."

Mu Muyu then raised her head to look at her, but her gaze was not very straight, "Well, let's go."

Jiang Chenyin smiled and turned around to leave. Mu Muyu's hands were placed behind his back, and the index fingers of his left and right hands were twisted together.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang is a cheapskate, it's great to have a vest line, isn't it just for exercise, who can't..."

Ye Xialan, who was originally joking, lamented half-truthfully.

"Oh, it's still amazing. Xiao Yu, come on, let me tell you about your father, he stared at that woman for a long time today, do you know..."

Mu Muyu's eyes looked at Ye Xialan who was exaggerating on the screen, and she always felt that something was covering her ears, and Ye Xialan's voice could not be heard clearly in her ears.

But she could clearly feel that her head was full of Jiang Chenyin who was casually leaning against the door just now, and her palms were a little hot, just like her heart.

On the weekend, Jiang Chenyin brought Mu Muyu back to Jiang's old house.

Mr. Jiang didn't have any objection to Mu Muyu living with Jiang Chenyin. When Jiang Chenyin moved out, he laughed cheerfully and told Jiang Chenyin to bring Mu Muyu over on weekends.

In the past this time, Mu Muyu lost several games of chess to Mr. Jiang according to the usual practice. The old man was obviously in a much happier mood. When he touched the crutches, he couldn't help but knock on the floor twice.

After dinner, Jiang Chenyin went to see his two nephews' homework, Jiang Yingzong and Jiang Gaojun were discussing business in the living room, Mrs. Jiang went to the kitchen with Aunt Wang, and Mu Muyu followed.

But after only a few steps, old man Jiang stopped her: "Xiao Yu, come to the study with grandpa."

Mu Muyu frowned, but couldn't think of anything, so she nodded, "Got it, Grandpa Jiang."

The Jiang family's old house is very large. In this building alone, there are many rooms on each floor, and the decoration style is relatively elegant, full of literary and artistic atmosphere.When I was in it, I felt like I was in a big and prestigious family, but the background of the Jiang family was indeed like this.

As soon as you enter the study door and turn on the light, you can first see the picture hanging on the wall.

The words "Heaven rewards diligence" are strong and powerful.

Mu Muyu heard from Jiang Chenyin that this was written by the old man, and it has been hung for many years. It has been hung there since Jiang Chenyin could remember.

Mr. Jiang signaled Mu Muyu to close the door, and the study fell silent for a moment. Mr. Jiang rested his hands on the tap of the cane, his brows were wrinkled as if nothing could be healed.

Mu Muyu was puzzled, and called out: "Grandpa Jiang."

Mr. Jiang didn't answer, he opened and closed his thumbs, stroked the faucet of the cane, and looked straight at Mu Muyu with eyes that seemed to be able to see through the world.

After a long time, he sighed in a deep voice, "Xiao Yu."

"Grandpa Jiang, I'm here."

Mu Muyu thought for a while, she had been with the Jiang family a lot since she was a child, and Mr. Jiang was almost like her grandfather, so she couldn't think of anything recently that could make Mr. Jiang call her to the study alone to say Yes, we can only wait quietly.

Mr. Jiang's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked at Mu Muyu and asked: "You have lived with Liu'er for almost half a month, have you ever seen her get close to any young man?"

Mu Muyu was even more puzzled, but she had to think carefully about Mr. Jiang's question.

But since Jiang Chenyin returned to China, and lived with them for so many days, Mu Muyu only saw Lan Yuxin who was close to Jiang Chenyin.

She replied, "Yes, Sister Lan and Aunt Yin are close."

"It's not her." Mr. Jiang smiled, and then asked: "Boy, is there any?"

"Grandpa Jiang, no." Mu Muyu shook her head, she didn't even need to think about it, she was sure that there was no man who got close to Jiang Chenyin.

"Ugh……"

Mr. Jiang turned around, walked towards the window with a cane, and stood there for a long time.

"Grandpa Jiang, do you have something to tell me?"

Mu Muyu has a strong intuition. Although the expressions of Mr. Jiang and Ye Xialan are different, their inner thoughts are the same, and their essence is also the same.

"Not really, but I do want you to help me with something." Mr. Jiang turned around and tapped his cane on the ground.

Mu Muyu went over to support Old Man Jiang, lowered his eyebrows, and waited for Old Man Jiang to speak again.

After a while, Mr. Jiang said: "You know, I have three children. The eldest and second child have already married and started a business. I don't worry about it. Liu'er is the only daughter and the child I am most worried about. Although she is the youngest child, But she is not young anymore, the eldest son is already 15 years old, and the second son is [-] years old, she is the only one who can speak."

Night was the most peaceful time of the day, and old man Jiang's voice was already vicissitudes, but Mu Muyu always felt that there was a little more sadness and some inexplicable emotions when he heard it now.

"But you, Grandma Jiang, and I can't urge her like other parents. Sometimes we dare not continue after we mention a few words. We have no way to help her. We can only try not to mention the past, but Even so, as a father, I still hope that there will be someone by her side to accompany her."

Mr. Jiang's voice lowered, but he couldn't get to the point at all, always running around the point.

It seems that even he himself is taboo about some things.

Mu Muyu clenched her hands hanging by her side, and her thoughts were in a mess.She just felt that the things she noticed these days must have a complete cause and effect, otherwise Grandpa Jiang and her mother wouldn't talk to her so endlessly.

"Grandpa Jiang." Mu Muyu whispered, "Did something happen to Aunt Yin? Can you tell me?"

Mr. Jiang turned his head to look at her, but his gaze seemed to be looking somewhere through her.

After a while, he shook his head heavily: "There is no need to bring up the past." After a pause, he grabbed Mu Muyu's arm with his backhand, and said in a deep voice: "But I hope you can help her, let her be as happy as possible." Under your influence, let the state of mind slowly return to before that time..."

when?Mu Muyu didn't know why, but she couldn't ask any more.

Mr. Jiang murmured: "We have no way to influence her, only you can, you are still young, only you..."

He didn't know why he asked this child to do this, probably because she was just the right age, hadn't experienced big storms, and had just stepped into society.

She has the clarity and brightness of a young person, and this age is the most beautiful and bravest in her life.

The success rate of this matter is obviously not much, but Jiang Chenyin is his youngest child, even if there is a slight chance, he will try.

Mu Muyu came out of the study, her footsteps stopped slowly, she turned to look at the closed study door.

Mr. Jiang didn't say much just now, he was silent more often, his eyes full of worry.But from his few words, Mu Muyu could piece together not much information.

What exactly does Mr. Jiang need her to do?Just saying "Let her be under your influence as much as possible" won't get her to understand what she needs to do.

But the words that followed seemed to make Mu Muyu feel that the key point was the word "young".

How can her age affect Jiang Chenyin?What happened to Jiang Chenyin?What does this have to do with Jiang Chenyin being alone for so many years?What does it have to do with leaving four years ago?

Also, the dream that woke Jiang Chenyin up.

Mu Muyu frowned painfully, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the mess in her heart was disturbed even more.