The little beauty who was attacked by slag is not easy to chase

Twenty years ago, Mu Zhifeng's career was still on the rise. He and Gu Zhen, who were well-matched, were married and gave birth to Mu Jinnian.

So he will never allow anything that damages his reputation to happen.

Jupiter stayed beside Jiang Qingyin, like a bomb that could explode at any time.

The best way to get rid of the fire is to control Jupiter by himself. As long as Jiang Qingling's mother and son can never see each other, Jiang Qingling will not be able to threaten him.Ju Xingyi's identity cannot be announced to the world, and naturally he cannot be kept by his side to support him.

Northwest, which is far away from Dongyao and Yunchang, has become the best choice.

Mu Zhifeng's decision back then changed the fate of Jiang Qingzhang and Ju Xingyi.

It is unknown how desperate Jiang Qingyin was when he threw himself into the Xian River.

But Ju Xingyi, living under the hedge of others on the edge of the yellow sand desert, suffered rumors and slander, and lived cautiously and humblely for so many years.

Cannes thought of this, his eyes became dark and unclear.

Jupiter's biological clock arrived, and he had already fallen asleep in Cannes' arms.

Cannes hugged him tightly, and waited until Ju Xingyi fell into a deep sleep, then he got up and quietly left the bedroom.

It was not yet ten o'clock in the evening, and Jiang Qingzhuo's family was still awake, sitting in the main room chatting and watching TV.

When several people saw Cannes come out, Jiang Qingzhuo asked his son to move a chair for Cancheng, "Mr. Kang, Xingyi is asleep?"

"Well, he went to bed early." Cancheng bent down and sat down on the chair.

In the two days since he came to Gutazhai, Jiang Qingzhuo hadn't had a good conversation with Kangcheng yet.

This Mr. Kang seems to be cold to everyone except Xingyi.

It stands to reason that since he is Xing Yi's lover, he is also the younger generation of Jiang Qingzhuo and his wife.

But this junior in Cannes is so cold that people dare not approach him.

Jiang Qingzhuo actually wanted to know about the relationship between this Mr. Kang and Xingyi, but he felt that this aloof boss would not share such things with him.

After deliberating for a long time, Jiang Qingzhuo asked another question that he was very concerned about, "Mr. Kang, how has Mu Zhifeng been with Xingyi these years? Have other brothers and sisters bullied him?"

Kang Cheng remained expressionless for a long time, "Xing Yi was raised outside by Mu Zhifeng."

Jiang Qingzhuo stood up excitedly after hearing this, "Foster care? Did Mu Zhifeng never take care of him at all?"

Cannes shook his head silently.

Jiang Qingzhuo clenched his fingers, his eyes were red with anger, "Since he is not willing to raise Xing Yi himself, why did he take him away from my sister. Xing Yi was killed by him, and my sister was even more so by him." Killed."

Cannes remained silent.

Jiang Qingzhuo couldn't understand Mu Zhifeng's mentality.

"Did Xingyi suffer a lot?"

Kang Cheng frowned, and felt pain in his heart. He didn't answer Jiang Qingzhuo's question directly, "I won't let him suffer any more in the future."

The hall became silent for a moment.

Cannes stood up and walked outside.

He was originally out to contact someone.

He went out of the house and stood on the open ground at the door before dialing the phone in his hand.

Qiao Xun was kissing me with Mu Jinnian, and he was reaching the state of ecstasy.

There was a piercing ringing of the telephone.

Gritting his teeth, Qiao Xun answered the phone, "You fucking know how to pick your time. You ruined all my good deeds."

Cannes raised his eyebrows, "Sorry, I will let you know in advance next time."

Qiao Xun rolled his eyes, if it wasn't for the phone, he really wouldn't mind punching Cannes in the face, "What's the matter?"

"Want to work with you"

.........

After hearing Cannes's plan, Qiao Xun gasped, "It's amazing, you hate him so much?"

"I hate him for my wife. Doesn't he care about his career the most? Then get him out of that seat."

"Take it off and give it to my wife?" Qiao Xun said in a teasing tone.

"Well, so can you persuade your wife?"

"Then why don't you just pick it up and give the seat to your wife, wouldn't it be more relieved?"

"My wife won't want it."

"My wife isn't interested either."

"So let you persuade your wife."

Qiao Xun: ... This grandson has come back again.

When Cannes returned to the house, Jiang Xingyue was still sitting in the main room.

Jiang Xingyue has a more cheerful personality, and her eyebrows and eyes are a little similar to Ju Xingyi.

When she saw Kang Cheng coming in, she leaned forward and said mysteriously, "Mr. Kang, there are many young girls and boys in the village who secretly expressed their love to you."

Jiang Xingyue blinked mischievously. She was not afraid of Cancheng's cold face. Because of the presence of Jiang Qingzhuo and Jia Fenglian, she had been unable to speak.

After her parents had gone to rest, she secretly waited for Kangcheng to come in by herself.

Cannes frowned when he heard this.

But seeing Jiang Xingyue squinting her eyes and laughing, in order not to wake her parents, she kept her laughter low, "But I told them, don't want Mr. Xiao Xiangkang, he belongs to my brother Xingyi."

Jiang Xingyue put her hips on her hips and spoke in a serious manner.

Cancheng inexplicably felt that it was useful, and his affection for his cousin, Ju Xingyi, doubled.

"Mr. Kang, you are brother Xingyi's lover, can I call you brother too?"

"can."

"Brother..." Jiang Xingyue couldn't wait, and seemed to have some important questions to ask, "Is Dongyao fun? People like me went to find a job.

?

"Xingyue..." Jiang Qingzhuo didn't know when she stood at the door of her bedroom, her tone restrained what Jiang Xingyue was saying.

The expression on Jiang Xingyue's face immediately became aggrieved.

Jiang Qingzhuo didn't care about this, "If you dare to mention going to Dongyao again, I'll break your leg and go back to sleep."

Jiang Xingyue gave Jiang Qingzhuo a sad look, and reluctantly went back to her room.

"Uncle doesn't want my cousin to go to Dongyao?"

Jiang Qingzhuo was stunned when Kangcheng called him uncle, but he quickly got used to the name.

Jiang Qingzhuo sighed, "A girl, why run so far away? It's too far away from home, and the family can't help if something happens."

Kang Cheng knew in his heart that what happened to Jiang Qingyin still had a great psychological impact on the family.

He doesn't intend to interfere with Jiang Qingzhuo's family affairs. If he needs help, for the sake of Xingyi, he will be obliged to do so. But regarding this matter, it is better for Jiang Qingzhuo and his daughter to communicate with each other.

Ju Xingyi and Kang Cheng did not intend to stay in Gutazhai for a long time, and they planned to return to Dongyao in two days.

Cannes seemed to be busy with work, and he was always seen on the phone alone in a secluded corner.

Ju Xingyi didn't bother him, he went out alone, wandering around in the village.

Jiang Xingchen's school has started, and he has already returned to school.

Jiang Xingyue hurried back from Yunchang after hearing that her cousin, who had been robbed for more than 20 years, was coming back.

Seeing Ju Xingyi going out alone, Jiang Xingyue followed.

"Brother Xingyi, if you want to go out, I will take you."

"Also."Ju Xingyi touched the top of Jiang Xingyue's head. He was also unfamiliar with this place. It would be nice to have such a little guide with him.The village is not big, there are only about [-] households in total, and the tour is over in a few steps.

Jiang Xingyue dragged Juxing to the back of the village.

Behind the village is a large orangery, and at the entrance of the orangery is a simple log cabin.

Jiang Xingyue got into the wooden house with ease, "Uncle Yan..." She walked around the house and saw no one.

Ju Xing moved to stand at the door, and heard a long voice from the side of the room, "Here it is."

Ju Xingyi heard the sound and followed Jiang Xingyue to the other side of the room.

A thin man, with his head down, was sitting on a low stool weaving bamboo baskets.

"Uncle Yan..." Jiang Xingyue seemed to be very close to this man, she squatted in front of the man, holding her chin with both hands, "Uncle, let me introduce you.

people know each other.It's my brother Xingyi, the brother Xingyi who has been lost for 20 years. "

Ju Xing moved behind the man, watching the man pause after hearing Jiang Xingyue's words.

The man put down his work and slowly raised his head.

"Brother Xingyi, come here quickly, this is Uncle Yan."

Ju Xingyi slowly walked up to the man, following Jiang Xingyue's example, "Hello, Uncle Yan."

The man in front of him looked at Jupiter, but his eyes became distant, as if he was looking at someone else through Jupiter.

Ju Xingzhi could clearly see that the man's eye sockets were a little red.

"Xingyi..." The man stretched out his hand in a daze, wanting to touch Juxingyi's face, but finally stopped in mid-air, "It really looks like it."

Ju Xingyi frowned, this Uncle Yan looked at him a little strangely.

Uncle Yan started to work again, "Xingyue, go pick some oranges for your brother."

"Yeah." Jiang Xingyue bounced into the Orangery.

Ju Xingyi sat down next to Uncle Yan.

Uncle Yan remained silent, and after a long time, he said something without beginning or end, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back, you are her life.

what. "

Ju Xingyi thought about it, and asked a question pointedly, "Are Uncle Yan and my mother familiar?"

Uncle Yan paused, "I'm familiar with it, how can I not be familiar with it from a village."

Ju Xingyi stopped talking, and the man in front of him was quietly weaving bamboo baskets.

Both of them were silent in their own way.

When he came back, Ju Xingyi asked Xingyue, "Who is that Uncle Yan?"

Jiang Xingyue didn't know Ju Xingyi's intentions, she put her hands behind her back, "Uncle Yan is from the village, he is from the same generation as my father, Uncle Yan has never been married and has no children, but he has a good relationship with the children in the village. Well, Uncle Yan is also good at medicine, and the people in the village have a headache, and they all call Uncle Yan to come and treat him."

Jiang Xingyue talked endlessly, but Ju Xingyi always felt that this person's attitude towards him seemed strange.

When passing the stone tower, Jupiter moved to a stop. There was a large open space around the stone tower, where the people in the village used to dry rice and other crops.

There is an abandoned cabin next to the stone tower.

"Xingyue, is this stone pagoda old?"

"Well, at least it's been hundreds of years. I heard that there have been disasters in the village before. For the sake of safety, this pagoda was built. Since then, there have been no more disasters. Everyone has been offering this pagoda."

Jupiter looked up.

It's not the busy farming season yet, a group of women are sitting in the open space and singing, the singing is melodious, but it's in a dialect that Ju Xingyi can't understand at all.

Suddenly remembered, Mu Mu told him that this place is too pure, they have been guarding this ancient pagoda for generations, they love to sing, and they seem to live in the singing forever.

Ju Xingyi asked Jiang Xingyue, "Can you sing?"

Jiang Xingyue nodded, then pursed her lips, "But my father won't let me sing."

Jupiter's heart trembled, was it because of his mother?

The ancient pagoda stood tall, Ju Xingyi chose the angle according to his memory, took a photo of the same angle, and sent it to Mu Mu.

"Remember this tower? I'm here now... so this is my home."