I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress' Ex-Boyfriend

If it wasn't for the fact that he knew he didn't do it on purpose, if Jian Qiaoxin were Yan Gan, he would have wondered if he, an unknown little star, was deliberately approaching him.

This situation is actually a bit embarrassing.

The moving boy in front turned around and asked, "Hello, is that the one in front?"

Jian Qiaoxin regained her senses, looked at the fenced courtyard not far away, and nodded: "Yes, you two have worked hard."

The moving boy smiled: "Few people will go back to live in the village now. You are quite independent. What do you think? The traffic here is not convenient."

"I want to come back and take a look." Jian Qiaoxin casually found a reason.

He can't say that he has nowhere to go, right? City A is a big city, and the rent and deposit alone cost more than 1 yuan. He can indeed come up with the money by scraping together.

It's just that time is running out, and I haven't found a good house, so I can only come back first.

The moving boy smiled, seeing that he didn't want to talk, so he didn't ask any more questions.

When a group of people passed by the big locust tree, Jian Qiaoxin took a look at Yan Gan, thinking that he didn't say hello about what happened yesterday, so it was impossible for Yan Gan to come forward to talk to him.

The two silently staggered, without intersecting.

"Is it here?"

The brother of the moving company put the luggage in the yard and settled the bill with Jian Qiaoxin. After the transfer, he kindly reminded him: "Your house has been unoccupied for a long time, so it's best not to live in it today."

Jian Qiaoxin looked around and nodded.

After sending people away, he first dragged his things to the main room. No one came back for several years. The room smelled musty, but other things were covered with white cloth, and there was not much dust.

"Father, Dad, I'm back..."

There are two black and white photos hanging at the front of the main room. They are photos of two men. The man on the left has a gentle face and a pair of almond eyes with a smile, which is very similar to Jian Qiaoxin.

The man on the left is much more serious and upright. He is wearing a police uniform and looks handsome.

Jian Qiaoxin walked over slowly and rubbed the corner of the photo frame. His father died when he was very young, and there were very few memories about him before his father passed away.

But one thing he was sure of was that father and father loved each other very much.

Dad always said, "Your father was a great hero."

"Hero?" Jian Qiaoxin was young at the time and didn't quite understand: "Then why didn't my father go home? I haven't seen my father for a long time, and he said he would take me to ride a horse."

At this time, my father would always show a sad expression, and he would put his arms around Jian Qiaoxin's young body and say softly: "Because my father went to a far away place, he went to heaven, and he went to protect it the people have gone."

Jian Qiaoxin hates heroes.

When I was young, the teacher in the class would ask everyone who they hated the most, and many children would say they hated bad guys, bad guys.

Only Jian Qiaoxin said: "I hate heroes."

At that time, the whole class was silent, and no one could have imagined that such a well-behaved child could say such a thing.

Jian Qiaoxin stood at the altar, rubbing his father's photo, and put his father's photo beside him: "Father, Dad really loves you."

He hates heroes the most, because heroes protect everyone but not his home.

Maybe it was because his father's death hit his father too hard. After that year, Tong Hua's health became worse. After ten years of hard work, he finally sent Jian Qiaoxin to college.

Jian Qiaoxin has always wanted to study hard to make money, earn a lot of money to treat his father's illness, but Tonghua left before he graduated from university.

When Jian Qiaoxin arrived at the hospital overnight, he had already left. There was no regret. Even when he was dying, Tong Hua left with his father's photo in his arms.

He is smiling, there is no pain, only happiness, he can finally go to heaven to find him.

Jian Qiaoxin didn't cry when preparing for the funeral. He knew that his father was happy. After so many years of suffering, if he hadn't been underage, his father would have gone already.

On the day his father left this world, Tong Hua's soul had already followed him.

In fact, Jian Qiaoxin and Tonghua were almost carved out of the same mold. He is handsome now, and the charm of Tonghua back then was even better. Even if her husband died and brought a son with her, people still lined up to pursue Tonghua , but Tonghua didn't say anything.

He has only one husband in his life, and he is loyal and unswerving.

Jian Qiaoxin was also influenced by his father, and his loyalty to his partner was almost engraved in his bones, and he would not waver in the slightest.

"Dad, you and your father should be fine."

Jian Qiaoxin took a few steps back and bowed to the memorial tablet. After calming down for a while, he went to the main room to pack his luggage. He really couldn't sleep at home today, he hadn't packed anything yet, and his legs couldn't work frequently.

There was a knock on the door outside, and he stood up: "Please come in."

"Brother Xiaoxin!" The little boy showed his head: "Grandpa heard that you came back, and he told you to come to our house to sleep tonight."

Jian Qiaoxin came to open the door for him: "Grandpa asked you to come?"

The little boy was wearing some shabby clothes and was stained with some mud, but he was very airy. He must have just come back from somewhere mischievous: "Yes, grandpa is so happy!"

Jian Qiaoxin smiled: "Okay, then I will pack my luggage first."

He didn't actually do much work because of his legs and feet. He just swept and dusted a few houses, and he didn't move his father and father's house after cleaning.

I just went back to my side courtyard and tidied up the room.

The weather was slowly turning cloudy, and the little boy who helped with work came in: "Brother Xiaoxin, it's going to rain, let's go home."

"Huh? Good." Jian Qiaoxin locked the courtyard door and followed.

As a result, when he was about to arrive, it really started to rain. He ran a few steps quickly, but he was still a little bit wet, and he was a little embarrassed.

The village chief’s grandfather’s house built a two-story building, and there was a pigsty outside, and the free-range chickens were also running into the cage.

When Jian Qiaoxin entered the door, he heard the laughter of the village chief's grandfather. He was very healthy. He seemed to be amused by others. The old man liked to talk to people at his age.

Jian Qiaoxin entered the room curiously, and as soon as she opened the curtain, she saw Yan Gan in a suit and leather shoes sitting on the sofa in the main room.

He paused for a moment, like a mouse turning around and running away when it sees a cat.

The village chief's grandfather didn't give him a chance: "Xiaoxin is here, why are you so dazed, come in quickly."

Jian Qiaoxin respected her elders the most, she stepped into the house bravely, and said obediently, "Grandpa."

"Good boy, I'll be staying at Grandpa's house tonight. The old man has nothing else but a lot of empty rooms, so don't worry about it." The old grandpa, despite being young and energetic, said, "It's just that he came back suddenly after working hard outside. , Tell grandpa, are you wronged?"

There must have been grievances over the years, but in front of Yan Gan, he really couldn't say it.

Jian Qiaoxin's face turned red instantly, and subconsciously, he glanced at Yan Gan, only to see that Yan Gan was sitting lazily aside, with a refined and upright appearance, and his usual ruffian anger was put away. into ten.

"Without Grandpa, I just want to come back."

Only then did the old man feel relieved, and he said again: "This is Yan Gan, the grandson of my old comrade-in-arms. Back then, I, your grandfather, and General Wen were all born and died with Commander Yan. Now that Commander Yan has gone, Ah Gan Still come to see us old things, you are a good boy."

Jian Qiaoxin was also shocked when he heard it, and only then did he understand why Yan Gan came to a small village like theirs.

The old man continued: "According to seniority, you should be called Brother A Gan."

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

He didn't want to scream, but the pressure in his grandfather's kind eyes was overwhelming, he hesitated for a while and said with difficulty: "Brother...Brother."

Yan Gan raised his eyelids to look at him, nodded: "Yes."

The old man was happy today, and he was very excited. It was raining outside, and he kindly invited Yan Gan to stay overnight tonight.

Jian Qiaoxin felt that Yan Gan would definitely not agree. How could the pampered president sleep so well on their kang?

But Yan Gan said, "Okay."

"..."

Mr. Yan, what about your domineering, unreasonable troubles, show them, what are you capable of if you are so obedient!

It's a pity that Jian Qiaoxin only dared to feel sad in his heart, and he wouldn't dare to tease Yan Gan's tiger's beard with eighty courage.

Later, Jian Qiaoxin was going to cook.

He is more democratic: "What do you all want to eat?"

Daguawazi raised his hand: "Eat braised pork!"

"Yes." Jian Qiaoxin fulfilled this wish, it's not difficult anyway.

Another little melon babbled: "Eat, eat fish, fish..."

Jian Qiaoxin bent down and touched Xiaogua's chubby face: "Okay, cook the fish for Xiaogua."

Grandpa Li's family has two children. The older one, Guawazi, is eight years old this year, and the younger one is only three or four years old. Both parents work part-time in City A, and now they send them to the countryside to play during the summer vacation.

After Jian Qiaoxin asked around, she was ready to go to the kitchen.

As a result, Yan Gan, who had been lazily sitting on the sofa, said, "Stop."

Jian Qiaoxin paused, here it comes, finally here it is, Grandpa Li went to rest on the second floor, this big devil has begun to recover his nature!

Yan Gan raised his eyelids, and said slowly: "The one who asked a lot just missed me, isn't it appropriate?"

"..."

If you miss it, you won’t eat it!

Jian Qiaoxin turned around, his whole body was full of momentum, he took a breath, smiled and said: "Mr. Yan wants to eat something tonight, I will do it."

Yan Gan was taken aback for a moment, raised his eyebrows meaningfully, and smiled slightly: "Whatever."

"..."

Damn it, let me ask you whatever you want, finding fault, right?

Jian Qiaoxin's smile didn't change, but her face was blushed again due to emotional changes: "Okay."

After turning around, he rolled his eyes calmly, and then went out.

After Jian Qiaoxin went out, Yan Gan's smile also faded, and he tapped the chair with his fingertips, thinking of something, narrowing his eyes dangerously.