Who is poor? [Rebirth]

The Confucius Temple is on the mountain, with hundreds of stone steps below it, and the stone steps are lined with verdant and dense centuries-old trees.

The shadows of the trees whirled, blocking the sunlight projected overhead, and piled up the shadows of people into a small ball.Mingyu was led by Cheng Yanxia, ​​looking at Jiangshi down the mountain with clear eyes.

There are many tall buildings and the long river is winding.The trees enveloped the entire Jiang City, and the buildings were interspersed with tender green and red green colors, like a brightly colored oil painting.

The three tall men in the back had already walked to the front, but Mingyu straightened his mouth tightly, and his eyes fell on the front without blinking, as if in this way he could ignore the chilly feeling on his back.

He always felt that...someone was watching him.

Cheng Yanxia noticed that the person beside her was a little stiff, and rubbed his soft hair sideways. "If we haven't played enough, we'll come back after the exam."

"No." Mingyu's eyes trembled and turned, seemingly falling on Cheng Yanxia's face, but his attention was in the corner of his eye.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yanxia wiped off the fine sweat from Mingyu's head.

Mingyu didn't speak, his brows became tighter and tighter.Finally, he saw a dark shadow under an old tree.

Bent, like an old man.He couldn't see clearly, but Mingyu could feel a chilling gaze coming directly at him.

He was short of breath, and grabbed Cheng Yanxia's hand suddenly.

"Brother!" The voice came out like broken porcelain, broken into shapeless.

Cheng Yanxia heard the trembling in his words, her heart sank, and the tip of her tongue rested on her cheek.The cold eyes moved slightly, taking the shadow under the tree into his eyes.

He raised the corners of his mouth and raised his brows to cover the expression in his eyes.

He patted Mingyu on the back as if he didn't know. "Don't be afraid, he is an old man taken in by the people in the mountains. It is said that there is something wrong with his mind, and he always likes to stand on the side of the road and stare at people."

"Is that so?" Mingyu's face was pale, trembling like a chick just hatched, and wanted to look back again.He grabbed Cheng Yanxia's hand, and the shallow nails pressed tightly against the back of the hand, leaving four small crescents.

Cheng Yanxia held Mingyu's hand in his palm and rubbed it lightly. "Don't be afraid, the person has already left."

Mingyu fixed his eyes on the tree, and sure enough, there was no one there.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The phone in Cheng Yanxia's trouser pocket started vibrating since he came here, and he glanced at Mingyu.The skin stretches. "It is said that he is looking for someone, looking for his long-lost family."

Ming Yu was dubious, bit his lip and put a sticker on Cheng Yanxia's side.

"Hey! Are you two snails? So slow!"

"Here we come!" Cheng Yanxia took out her phone and looked at it, taking advantage of Mingyu's attention.

See the picture message above, the black eyes reflected from the turned off cell phone.

"Brother, don't play with your phone when you go down the steps."

Mingyu was one step ahead of him.

Cheng Yanxia turned around and took a look.The hand hanging by the side was raised and lowered, and finally moved to the front of the body, covering the half-sized hand in the palm of the hand.

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In the car, Mingyu forgot about the things on the mountain.Tilting her head, she leaned on Cheng Yanxia's shoulder and half-closed her round eyes, feeling drowsy.

Cheng Yanxia answered the phone call from Song Moge, tilted her head slightly, and her chin brushed against Mingyu's soft hair.The eyelashes fluttered and landed on the lovely curls.He squinted his eyes like a dozing tiger, and rested his chin lazily on the hairy hair.

"Mom, we're going down the mountain now."

"It's just my son, I'll take you home for a meal today. I'll cook myself..."

After Ms. Song Hege finished speaking in one breath, Cheng Yanxia said slowly: "Okay."

When Ji Zaisang heard this, he immediately turned his head while lying on the table and chair, the voice was so loud that it echoed in the whole carriage. "Aunt Song, can we come?"

The one over there immediately laughed out loud. "You boy, when did you get kicked out?"

"Okay! Thank you, Aunt Song!" Satisfied, Ji Zaisang turned around and continued to play the game head to head with the two people in front of him.

After hanging up the phone, Ming Yu lay on his side with his heavy head on his head, and fell asleep directly on Cheng Yanxia's body.

Cheng Yanxia supported Mingyu's neck, and her long legs were slightly bent to form a slope to fix him.Only then did I click on the unread news.

The red dots dissipated one by one, and a picture in the eyes as deep as the sea was gradually enlarged by the fingers.Letting go, Cheng Yanxia pushed and exited the picture.

【Continue to follow. 】

It was quiet in the back, but the voice in front was getting louder.Cheng Yanxia knocked on the sea urchin in front of her with a wave. "Hush."

"Ow!"

……

The car drove steadily into Cheng's house.

They usually eat at the Cheng family's old house during the holidays, not only to accompany grandpa, but also because there are no messy people here to bother them.

After the first three got out of the car, Cheng Yanxia looked at Ming Yu who had rolled over from sleep on her lap, with her head buried on her waist.

His snowball-like face was already flushed, like a strawberry-flavored soft cake dipped in glutinous rice flour.The eyelashes cover the face quietly like a small fan, curled and dense.Even though he was sleeping soundly, he still didn't feel safe, and the hands on his waist tightly clutched his clothes.

He lightly shaved Mingyu's face, in the end he was not willing to wake him up.

Carrying the person down, the few giggling and shutting up immediately.

Ji Zai Sang leaned forward and looked at it, quacking like a big black duck and lowered his voice. "Brother Cheng, are you still sleeping?"

"what time is it?"

Pei Yu raised his hand and said, "It's eleven o'clock."

"I'll give him a room and sleep for another half an hour." After sleeping, he won't have to sleep after dinner.

Cheng Yanxia walked away first with the person in his arms, and the rest of them looked at each other, and immediately the two brothers hooked their shoulders and continued to play.

"Woof woof—"

Not far away, the little pumpkin who heard the movement ran out quickly.Under the sun, the fluffy fur fluttered, and the tips of the brown hair were covered with golden spots, making it shiny.The vigorous body was straight and elongated, and the muscles on the legs tensed again when the pitch-black paw pads fell to the ground.

The dog's mouth was open, and a lightning-like figure landed beside Cheng Yanxia's legs in an instant.

The little pumpkin's tail shook out afterimages, and it circled around the long legs in a "beep and beep".

"Sit. Shut up."

The brown dog's eyes fell on Mingyu's body, and he sat on the ground obediently with his hind legs bent.The tail swept away, quite excited.

Mingyu opened his eyes vaguely, his eyes were darkened by the thick black hair. "Hmm... little wax gourd."

His hands were down, the big dog stared at his paws and stepped on the ground, but he didn't dare to move his buttocks, he could only look back and forth anxiously at Cheng Yanxia and Mingyu's hands.

Cheng Yanxia stood there and waited.

Mingyu blinked the eyes poked by the black hair, buried Cheng Yanxia's neck, and breathed evenly again.

Cheng Yanxia lowered her voice and looked at the little pumpkin. "Play by yourself, he's still sleeping."

After finishing speaking, the first three people came up to say hello to Little Pumpkin.Pei Yu and Xing Wen held silky dog ​​ears in each hand. "Good afternoon, little pumpkin."

Ji Zaisang in the middle looked left and right, pinching the long mouth of the little pumpkin with one hand.

With a pair of innocent dog eyes, Ji Zaisang:

"Hey, good afternoon, little pumpkin."

"Have you eaten, little pumpkin?"

"Come on, let's go play ball."

Three with one, the weak-willed dog was just lured away.

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Putting Mingyu in the upstairs bedroom, Cheng Yanxia closed the door lightly and went downstairs.

Outside another villa, dogs barked and people barked loudly.

Cheng Yanxia passed a few fools straight into the room, as if they were invisible people.

"Grandpa, where is my dad?"

With a cane in his hand, Mr. Cheng raised his head upon hearing this. "Help mom in the kitchen."

"understood."

The old man continued to shake his head and nodded with his hands on his legs.his drama.

Cheng Yanxia found his old father.

Cheng Jiangtang was wearing an apron, with the shirt cuffs tied up, and was virtuously stirring the dishes in his hands.

Song Hege lifted the lid of the casserole, filled some chicken soup and put it in a bowl.After blowing, he was about to pass it to Cheng Jiangtang when he caught a glimpse of himself standing aside.

"Small!" Song Yuge's eyes lit up, and he walked a few steps closer and looked behind him. "Where is my daughter-in-law?"

"sleeping."

"Oh." Song Yuge's smile dropped a little, and he casually gave the bowl to Cheng Yanxia like feeding a dog, "Try it, if the taste suits you."

Mr. Cheng, who was defeated, looked at his good son who cut off his wife's feeding, and asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

"Have."

"What's wrong?" Song Yuge wiped his hands, and went to untie the apron around the man's waist. "Go and tell your son, I'll do the rest."

Cheng Jiangtang nodded and led the people out.

In the garden, there are layers of lush flowers and plants.The fragrance of jasmine is strong, quietly climbing on people's shoulders to listen quietly.

"Dad, Mingyu's father has come out."

"I know."

Cheng Yanxia was not surprised.He looked up, and in his eyes was a maturity that was rarely possessed at this age. "Today we went to the Confucius Temple, and someone followed us."

"Who?!"

The man who looked like a dozing lion suddenly burst into menacing intent just now.Don't get angry and prestige, just stand casually with the fierceness of a superior.

Cheng Jiangtang couldn't hear this.When he was a child, his son was kidnapped and tortured a lot.He is uncomfortable, and his family members are also uncomfortable.In the previous years, they had been followed by bodyguards before they could rest assured.

His jaw was tightened, and his peaceful eyes were like a swamp covered with dead leaves, hiding a subtle hostility.

"The one I let people follow is Mingyu's father." Speaking of this, Cheng Yanxia tightened her hands casually on her lap.At his age, he couldn't be as moody as his old father.

If he dared to come forward, Cheng Yanxia had plenty of ways to quietly clean up people behind Ming Yu's back.

Cheng Yanxia turned on the phone and pushed it in front of the old father, her eyes darkened. "But there's one more person I haven't found."

Cheng Jiangtang nodded, and after looking at several photos in a row, he wrote down the person, and then operated a few times on the screen to send it to his mobile phone. "Don't worry about the rest, just focus on the exam."

"Dad, don't worry too much. I have the ability to protect myself."

Cheng Jiangtang patted Cheng Yanxia's shoulder, his eyes half hidden. "Concentrate on the exam and don't tell me. Leave the rest to me."

"Also, I'll re-assign you some bodyguards."

Ming Yu was by his side, out of caution, Cheng Yanxia did not refuse. "Thank you Dad."

Cheng Jiangtang's eye lines sculpted by the years were wrinkled, and he was still a handsome uncle when he smiled.He looked at the cruel son his wife often said, and rubbed his hair with a slap.

"Thank you, I'm just afraid that your mother is worried... After all, you picked it up."

Cheng Yanxia's face was black, and she immediately withdrew her head. "If you want to drink chicken soup again, I'll serve you a bowl."

Cheng Jiangtang patted his stinky son's head again like a dog, and said with disgust: "It's not rare."

He asked his wife to serve it.

Cheng Yanxia just looked at him straight.

Cheng Jiangtang withdrew his hands, showing disgust on his face: "It's just like what your mother said, the bigger the colder the colder. It's okay to rub it casually when you were young."

The old father waved his hand, seemingly at ease, but actually left in a hurry.

Cheng Yanxia raised the corners of her mouth, turned around and went into the kitchen to help his mother.