Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

Xia Murong's home is a one-story house with three large rooms, where his mother, him and Uncle Xia lived clearly.Many times Xia Murong thought about it, the three of them are more like a family than the entanglement with that family.But my mother is very shy about talking about this possibility. When I was young, Xia Murong asked again and again stubbornly. Later, I realized that his extravagant wish would not come true, and life had to continue like this.

When approaching the door of the house, the quiet and well-behaved little guy suddenly became timid, and his pace became slower and slower, until he was almost dragged away by Xia Murong.

"What's the matter, don't you like my house? If... If Yanyan likes the big house like before, can my brother buy it for you in the future?" Xia Murong promised, suppressing a little discomfort in his heart.

"Ah? No, it's better to have a smaller house. It's comfortable to live in." The nervous Young Master Jiao replied absent-mindedly, and then asked, "Uh, brother, do you think your mother will like me?"

Xia Murong was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that Yanyan was worried about this.

"No, my mother definitely likes you, Yanyan is so cute, everyone will like it." Xia Murong comforted him earnestly, his heart full of self-deprecation.Just at that moment, he would actually say that because of a sudden sense of inferiority, and he underestimated his words but confirmed his feelings even more.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry, brother... brother is not a good person." Xia Murong apologized, even though his child didn't realize what was wrong at all, but he said something wrong, an apology is necessary.

"Ah? How could it be? If my brother is not a good person, who is still a good person?" Young Master Jiao frowned, and said naturally, he was not comforted at all, and felt even more inexplicable about this apology.His mind was on the upcoming meeting, but he didn't care much about the emotions of the poor benefactor. Be nice and well-behaved, yes, it's always better to be well-behaved.

There are not many people who like him, but he hopes that the mother of the poor benefactor will like him.

The little guy was so nervous that he couldn't even walk, Xia Murong looked funny and distressed, so he simply hugged him.In an instant, Young Master Jiao grabbed the poor benefactor's body tightly and did not let go, and he felt a little more at ease. He couldn't help but bury his head next to the poor benefactor's neck, smelling the smell of the poor benefactor's body.

"Mom, I'm back. I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat?" Xia Murong yelled as soon as he entered the door, and patted the little guy's butt lightly with one hand, "Yanyan is hungry too!"

The ostrich-shaped Young Master Jiao was startled, "I, I, I..." He wanted to say that he wasn't hungry, but his stomach rumbled at the right time, and he blushed immediately. The journey was bumpy, and they really didn't eat anything. I can't eat it either.But if my brother said that, would it leave a bad impression on my brother's mother?

"Brother, brother, let me down quickly, I can walk by myself." In such a hurry, Young Master Jiao immediately realized that something was wrong, hey, he has to behave well, how can he be hugged by his brother all the time, how ugly .While struggling, he raised his eyes and saw his brother's smiling face, his deep facial features softened a bit, and even the sharp facial lines softened a lot, with blond hair and white skin, he looked very good-looking.

The dumbfounded Young Master Jiao was stunned for a moment, um, look carefully, this is the first time he has seen such a good-looking poor benefactor.Alas, this is also the first time he has seen the poor benefactor walking in, bluffing before he sees a single figure, a little more energetic and casual.How should I put it, I suddenly discovered that the poor benefactor of his family seems to be just a child...

But I seem to like it more.

Young Master Jiao licked his lips, he was no longer nervous, and his mind was on the different poor benefactor in front of him, he smiled foolishly for a while, and pouted, he was about to go up and take a bite.Xia Murong was very calm and didn't dodge or avoid being kissed. He even opened his mouth and took a bite when the little guy tried to get into his mouth, "Good boy, fill your stomach first."

The young master Jiao who retracted his tongue nodded obediently, yes, he will only have the strength to play and kiss when his stomach is full, he listens to the poor benefactor.

Through the lobby, turn right and walk two steps to the kitchen, Xia Murong smiled even deeper, "Mom, I'm back, this is Yanyan."

"A...Hello, Auntie, Auntie is so beautiful." These were the first words spoken by the young master Jiao who had climbed down, telling the truth.The blond and blue-eyed beautiful woman in front of her looked really young, and she didn't look like she would have a son as old as a poor rich man.

"Yanyan, you are so good, your mouth is sweet, it's much better than my wood, what Xiaogui said is right." Zhu Wen narrowed her eyes with a smile, and Uncle Xia brought the last dish to the table, " Eat first, and talk while eating."

Young Master Jiao thought for a while before he realized that Xiaogui was Uncle Xia's name, and he couldn't help but look over gratefully.Uh, I really didn't expect that Uncle Xia would praise him so much, the little guy blushed and felt elated.To be praised by someone who didn't think he liked me very much is something to be happy about.

Uncle Xia raised his eyebrows, and for the first time felt that the old face was a little bit hard to let go, ahem, does this kid want to be so easy to satisfy, he just boasted so casually for the sake of wood's better life in the future.Uncle Xia suddenly felt a little stressed. He was eating in a serious manner, and wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it. Forget it, let Wenwen talk about it later.

After eating for a long time, Zhu Wen asked this and that at the dinner table, and Xia Murong answered them one by one in a good-tempered manner, without leaving a word. Young Master Jiao's hand under the table grabbed the corner of the poor benefactor's clothes, Ask one sentence and answer one sentence, and eat seriously at other times.

The mother of the poor benefactor is beautiful and gentle, this is the evaluation of Young Master Jiao.She doesn't seem to hate me, Young Master Jiao is relieved.

After eating, Zhu Wen sent the two of them to take a shower, ordered them to go to sleep after washing, and when she turned around, she almost bumped into Xia Xiaogui who was about to come over to clean up the table.

"It's fine if I come, and you go to rest too, you are tired from driving."

"Fortunately, I'm used to it." Uncle Xia shook his head and helped clean it up. Both of them fell silent for a while.After a while, Xia Xiaogui said, "Wenwen, I want to go out in a yard. The rice field in front of the door is covered with concrete floor, and then a second floor is built, and a well is drilled. What do you think?"

Zhu Wen stopped moving, a little at a loss, "It's time-consuming and expensive, isn't it good to live like this now?"

Xia Xiaogui's eyes darkened, "Well, not good!"

Zhu Wen was stunned, this is the first time that Xiaogui has so firmly denied the current living conditions, this is... Want to live a serious life? "Ah, you... have a girl you fancy? Then... this house is really not very good."

Xia Xiaogui glanced at the beautiful woman beside him complicatedly, without denying it, he just said to himself, "I have contacted everyone, and we will start construction after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and try to get everything done before the Chinese New Year. The house will definitely be a mess by then." , you... Do you want to live in the town with Mu Mu? I will stay here and watch, and no one will take care of Mu Mu's side."

"Ah? No need, I'll stay and help out. How can someone take care of such a big log? I..."

"I don't need your help here, you'd better take care of the wood, there will be a new house when you come back." Realizing that his tone seemed a bit heavy, Xia Xiaogui added, "If you're really worried, just come back and have a look .Wood can take care of itself, but isn’t there an extra word now?”

Zhu Wen didn't agree or refuse on her face, Xia Xiaogui knew she agreed.

For so many years, Xiaogui has rarely been so tough, and Zhu Wen felt a little depressed.

A boy and a teenager were squeezed into the big wooden barrel.In fact, there is nothing to wash, but the mood is different when I get home, and it will be more comfortable to be clean.

"Brother, how was my performance just now?" Young Master Jiao lay on the chest of the poor benefactor, asking with a little worry and a little expectation, er, there should be nothing wrong.

"Performance, hey, let me think about it." Xia Murong pretended to think hard, until the two of them were almost washed up and there was no answer.Master Jiao is in a hurry, what's going on.As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the poor benefactor of his family was staring at him with a smile. He immediately understood and pouted uncontrollably. The poor benefactor has become bad and will bully others.

Xia Murong leaned over and kissed it several times, then pressed back the pouting mouth, and unconsciously gnawed two more mouthfuls.This time, the corners of Young Master Jiao's lips curled up again, and he didn't remember the little tease of the poor benefactor just now.

Raising his hands and feet to match his clothes, the young master Jiao, who didn't need to do it himself, was in a better mood. In the end, when he was picked up, his hands and feet were entangled with each other, and he easily forgot the strangeness of the environment he was in now. .Where the poor donor is, that is where he is, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Having figured it out, Young Master Jiao no longer struggled, endured it, and asked, "Brother, uh, where's your father?"

The little guy asked anxiously, but Xia Murong didn't pay much attention to it. He planned to make it clear to Yanyan, but he didn't hide it now. The two of them lay on the bed and started talking slowly.

During the process, Young Master Jiao kept making dissatisfied voices.

"Why is your father like this? He obviously married your mother, but he married another woman. It's too much for him to have a good time and leave the children he had with other people to your mother!"

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"What about foreigners? Auntie is so beautiful and gentle. Is it because you don't have an ID card that you can't even get married? After the child is born, you don't recognize the identity of auntie. Your father is too bad!"

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"Uncle Xia is married to Auntie, isn't that your father? Eh? No?"

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"Auntie is so stupid, why do you still like someone who doesn't like her at all, brother, I don't understand. Obviously Uncle Xia is very good, why doesn't Auntie like him."

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"Brother, don't be afraid. An aunt is an aunt, and you are you. Why should you be instructed by those who have nothing to do with her. Brother, I can't be ordered by them in the future. I don't even want to bear it."

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"Brother... Huhu..."

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The boy who listened to the story fell asleep, the sound of shallow breathing sprayed in his ears, Xia Murong hugged him into his arms, and closed his eyes.

Many people did not understand his mother's behavior, including himself.It is said that the French are romantic and persistent. The mother who was sold to China by human traffickers met his father in the ups and downs. She fell in love at first sight and fell in love at second sight. She bravely married the rare father who drank a few sips of foreign ink at that time.

The good times didn't last long, the father who went to work in the town met the mayor's daughter, and after several entanglements, he married his son.It turned out that the marriage between mother and father was not legally guaranteed, and what she said was unsubstantiated. That woman and father were the notarized couple. What were he and mother?

His mother, who doesn't even have an ID card, can't support him independently, and even supporting herself is a problem.What is even more despised is that my mother did not leave my father because of this. After a few years, my mother was in the country and my father was in the town. There was no shortage of living expenses and no need to do too much work.

His mother has changed from a wife married by a bright media to an unscrupulous existence, and even he was a black household before going to school.That powerful woman turned a blind eye, but threw her children over. She lived a life like a young lady and only came to the country twice a year.

The people in the village sympathized with their mother at first, but then the words got worse and worse.Mom didn't seem to care, no matter how distressed he was, she just touched his head gently, and only occasionally sighed.Most of the time, his mother is beautiful and positive. Xia Murong likes his mother, so he hates that family more and more. But after angering his younger siblings a few times and being scolded by his mother, he slowly learns to treat them rationally.

Then, when the census came, the man wanted his son back but was going to give his mother to someone else.My mother is just stubborn but not confused. When my son is at school age, it will be too difficult for him to get a household registration after missing this census.She went to find that man, and struggled for a long time before getting the household registration, including her own, and then she became Xia Xiaogui's wife, the wife of a well-known poor boy at that time.

The villagers watched and shook their heads, not bothering to care what these people were thinking, it was too embarrassing, foreign women were really slutty.Mom was still laughing and still helping the family, but Xia Murong became silent day by day.

Gradually, people in the village didn't take care of their family very much, especially after the man wanted his family to be clean because he was running for the village head, and under the management of the woman's money, everyone in the village banned their mouths. Everyone knew it, but no one ever mentioned it.

Newly married people in the village always look at their family's behavior in puzzlement. Why does the daughter-in-law of Xia's third family always forget the village head's house and run away?Hey, Wood, do you know why your mother always runs to the village chief's house?

The little Xia Murong pursed his lips and stared at the questioner, then turned and ran away, he also wanted to know why.

Afterwards, everyone got used to it.Xia Murong even wondered whether her mother's original attachment was still there, and whether there were only habits left.To say this, everyone is used to it.Xia Murong even wondered whether her mother's original attachment was still there, and whether there were only habits left.Xia Murong doesn't really believe that her mother's original intention is still there after all these years.Especially after Uncle Xia became more and more motivated, life at home got better day by day, but my mother still insisted on not using Uncle Xia's money.

The grown-up Xia Murong no longer thinks about what this persistence is for.

There was a burst of wet-hot mouth, Xia Murong, who was not asleep, opened his eyes helplessly, and caught the naughty child.Young Master Jiao retracted his tongue guiltily and pursed his lips. Looking back, he thought it was nothing at all, and then he took two more mouthfuls confidently.

"Brother, wake up."

Xia Mufei narrowed his eyes, this is not the first time, brother and this child...

"Well, when did you come here? Have you eaten yet?" Xia Murong stood up holding Yan Yan, and asked very calmly.

"After eating, my mother asked me to come over and ask, what procedures do she need to go through if she wants to adopt the declaration?"

Xia Murong's face froze, and then he gave Xia Mufei a cold look, "You're going to have her brain twitch too?"

The author has something to say: I won’t write a lot about Mu Mu’s family, mainly to pave the way for future development.