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

Jian Qiaoxin almost didn't keep up with his train of thought, he stammered a little: "Yes, what banquet?"

No wonder he stuttered suddenly. First, he didn’t know what to say. He thought a lot for a moment, and he couldn’t even tell whether he was more happy or more worried. He just felt his heart beating so fast that he hardly dared to listen to Yan Gan’s next words. if.

Yan Gan's voice was full of magnetism, as if he was stepping on his heartstrings: "Of course, isn't it the full moon? There is always a full moon wine. The Yan family will make it for him in two days, and it will be done at your house too." one game."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't know if it was a sigh of relief.

But the old woman was still waiting for him to speak, so she couldn't take care of her emotions anymore. He organized his words and said to the man: "Our child will be full moon in these two days, and the full moon wine will still be served here."

The woman was very happy: "Ah, this is a happy event. If you need help from someone, please tell me directly. Don't be polite to us."

Mrs. Zhang spoke for him from the side: "Didn't you just come back? I haven't prepared yet. If you need help, I will ask my sister-in-law to help you."

The woman nodded with a smile: "They're all neighbors. They don't look up and look down. What kind words are you talking about? There's still something cooking in my pot. Don't talk about it. Let's go."

Mrs. Zhang went out to see him off.

After she came back, Jian Qiaoxin simply said a few words to Yan Gan and hung up the phone, and Mrs. Zhang on the side said, "Xiaoxin, don't blame me, what is going on with you and your husband? "

Knowing that she didn't mean anything malicious, Jian Qiaoxin said honestly, "The child was born by accident, and now... together, it's also because we have to take care of the child."

Mrs. Zhang was a little surprised. It was hard for conservative people to imagine what kind of combination this was: "Then you are not prepared to really live together."

Jian Qiaoxin felt a little depressed in his heart. He couldn't tell what he was feeling. He was probably not that happy. He had to nod: "Well, we will be separated in two years."

Mrs. Zhang peeled the beans and bowed her head: "Xiaoxin, I have no education, my family is poor, and I came out to work when I was just in junior high school. When I was studying, I read in the book: If you cultivate for a hundred years, you can cross the same boat, and if you cultivate for a thousand years, you can sleep together. Mr. Yan seems to me to be a good match, although I don't understand the truth, but last time you embroidered a handkerchief for him, I saw that you have feelings for him."

Jian Qiaoxin put the beans in the bowl: "Sister-in-law, I understand what you said, but many things are not what you think."

Mrs. Zhang couldn't understand it. In their countryside, if you look at each other, you will be right. If you look at each other, you will be right. If there is any real fit for a couple to live in, it's not about getting along with each other.

She pulled her hair up: "Xiaoxin, that man in your family is really handsome, and he is the boss, let alone in the village, even outside, there are girls and boys coming together, of course." , you are also handsome and have a good job, don't say how suitable you are with him, even an outsider like me thinks it is not suitable, now that you have children, why do you want to separate?"

Jian Qiaoxin choked up, thinking of Xing Rou's face towards him, he could only smash his teeth and swallow in his stomach: "His family doesn't like me very much."

Mrs. Zhang guessed that it was because of her family. She said, "Do you live with your in-laws? If you don't live together, what are you afraid of? Your man likes you. The most important thing is that these two live together. The attitude of your man, if your husband listens to your husband's family, then you can't marry, but if he faces you, protects you, and thinks of you in everything, then what do you have to worry about?"

Jian Qiaoxin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he began to slowly recall Yan Gan's attitude towards him before. It seemed that he... had always been towards him.

Although he has the handle in Xing Rou's hands, it is also towards himself.

People are always easy to confide in strangers, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said what he was most worried about: "I don't know what he thinks of me."

Zhang:? ? ?

What's the matter with these two people, they have children, but they don't know what the other party thinks?

Jian Qiaoxin sighed leisurely, and he said: "Don't blame him, I dare not ask. If I don't ask, I can live in peace. If I ask, I will get an answer that no one wants to face. To him, It's not a good thing for me."

Mrs. Zhang said, "Then you plan not to ask questions in this life?"

"Ask." Jian Qiaoxin said, "I've already made plans."

When their contract expires in two years, at that time he will have to leave whether he asks or not. He will definitely ask. There are too many regrets in life, and it would be nice to have one less.

Jian Qiaoxin and Mrs. Zhang finished picking the dishes, and they were only halfway there when they woke up.

He went to the house to coax the children, but they were well protected inside the vegetable cover. At least when Jian Qiaoxin went there, there were still a few mosquitoes hanging outside the mosquito net, but the chubby baby was not bitten at all.

He knelt down and hugged the child. The little boy was crying, and he patted his back gently: "Of course, are you hungry?"

Putting the child down, she took two steps to find milk powder from the bag. Jian Qiaoxin went to find hot water to drink for the child. The child eats a lot, and drank a ton of half a bottle.

After drinking the milk, Jian Qiaoxin carried him out to play for a while, and Mrs. Zhang said, "This kid's personality should be like yours."

Jian Qiaoxin was a little curious: "Why?"

Mrs. Zhang smiled slightly: "I heard that the first child looks like the biological father."

Jian Qiaoxin is holding the child, but he is playing with his collar. The child is very close, and he can smell the milky fragrance on his body. His whole body is soft, as if he has no bones. Looking at the soft and tender face, it seems like his heart is full of tenderness. It's all melted, he said: "It's good like anyone, I just hope that Ranran can be safe and smooth."

Mrs. Zhang felt that Jian Qiaoxin was really content, or in other words, she didn't ask for much.

When the meal was about to be ready, the child fell asleep again. Jian Qiaoxin closed the door and said, "Should we let them come back for dinner, or should we send them over?"

"Let's come back, it's not too late." Mrs. Zhang was putting the dishes on the plate: "You guys came back today, and you cooked a lot of dishes, so there's no way to send them over."

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Then I'll give them a call."

He tried to call Yan Gan's cell phone but found no one answered. Presumably, he was sent to other places for farm work, so Zuo Zuo had no choice but to find the person himself.

He stuck his head into the room: "Auntie, I'm going to call them back for dinner, you can help me take care of it."

Although she is still young, Zhang's family also has a little melon baby, both of them are two little milk babies. Naturally, when she cries, she can hear it even standing at the door, and Zhang's family has experience in taking care of children. , and he knows everything, Jian Qiaoxin can rest assured.

Mrs. Zhang pulled her hair: "Okay, don't worry, I'll watch for any movement in the room!"

Jian Qiaoxin was relieved. He came out of his house and walked towards the field. He would also meet some villagers who were going home. Fortunately, the villagers were very simple and would not come to look at them. When he walked to the edge of the field, each family All households lit up smoke slowly.

Jian Qiaoxin found her own land, stood on the ridge of the field and saw Gua Wazi.

He walked over. Fortunately, the shoes he was wearing today were black sneakers, so he was not afraid of walking in the muddy field. He walked slowly, and several people in the field were busy.

He wiped off the plaster on Gua Wazi's face: "Where's Grandpa?"

Gua Wazi wiped his face with his sleeve again: "Grandpa just went to the mountains with Uncle Wang at the west end of the village."

"..."

The life of the old man is really colorful.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at Yan Gan who was not far away from the field. The man was wearing a rest suit when he came today. His trousers were rolled up at the moment, and half of his calves were buried in the water. He was holding a handful of seedlings in his hand. , together and one fall, the seedlings were inserted into the water.

Gua Wazi said beside him, "Uncle Yan will be planting soon."

Jian Qiaoxin said: "Actually, I'm also very good at planting seedlings."

"Has brother Xiaoxin done it too?"

"Of course." Jian Qiaoxin recalled the days when he followed his father before, and he smiled slightly: "The father who used to follow my brother also had to do work."

Gua Wazi said, "How about you compare with Uncle Yan?"

Yan Gan's voice came from the side: "Then he must win."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Gan shook the water off his hand: "Uncle must be busy looking at him, so he doesn't care about planting seedlings."

With the child still in front of her, Jian Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed: "What's so interesting about me?"

"You're so stupid, what if you fall into the water?"

"..."

I fight with you.

There was a blood-sucking leech on Yan Gan's leg. Jian Qiaoxin saw it first, and he took a deep breath: "On your leg!"

Regarding his panic, Yan Gan became much calmer. The man bent down slightly, and took a few shots at the round black leeches that were sucking, and all of them were shot off in a short while.

There are also some small ones that are not easy to shoot.

Jian Qiaoxin took out the salt from his pocket: "Sprinkle it with this, and it will fall away."

He squatted down to sprinkle salt by himself. Yan Gan's legs had some black leaf stems from the rice fields and some fine soil, which was not very clean overall.

He frowned: "Be careful, don't get your hands dirty."

Jian Qiaoxin got him leeches, and shook her head when she heard that, "Just go back and wash your hands."

A smile flashed across Yan Gan's elegant face, and he said, "Why did you remember to bring salt here?"

"In order to prevent the leeches from getting down, I brought some."

"Yo, I feel so sorry for Uncle."

After Jian Qiaoxin got rid of those little leeches and put away the salt bag, he looked away guilty: "It's also for others to use."

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth twitched into a smirk: "Oh, that's it."

Jian Qiaoxin felt a little embarrassed when he saw it. He looked at Gua Wazi's father who was still in the field, and said, "Brother Shen, my sister-in-law is cooking at home."

The man in the field turned his back to the sky, and he still had a handful of seedlings in his hand. He heard this and said, "Okay, I see. I'll leave when I finish planting this one in my hand. You and Mr. Yan will go back first."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at Guawazi, and the child said, "Brother Xiaoxin, you go first, I'll wait for Dad."

So Jian Qiaoxin didn't force him, he went to pick up Yan Gan's clothes and coat and walked back. Yan Gan's legs had to go home to wash after a while, so he didn't return the coat to him directly.

Yan Gan asked: "You came out, but what happened?"

"My aunt is helping to watch at home." Jian Qiaoxin laughed when he thought of the vegetable cover: "The cover is very good, and it will not be bitten by mosquitoes."

It might be difficult for anyone to imagine that the young master who should have been pampered by the Yan family was put on the kang and slept with a vegetable cover.

Yan Gan nodded, took the phone inside the coat and opened it to see if there was anything important.

Walking on the path, Jian Qiaoxin asked casually, "Are you tired of doing this farm work today?"

Yan Gan looked at some unread communications on his phone, and lazily replied: "Compared with fighting wits and courage with those old guys, this is already considered a pastime."

Jian Qiaoxin was a little surprised.

"Why?" Yan Gan looked sideways at him: "Don't believe me?"

"No……"

Jian Qiaoxin hugged his coat and walked slowly: "I believe it, I just think that sometimes people's pursuits are really different. Some people think that plowing and weaving farmland is hard work, and they envy the glamorous city people, while the city I have my own problems too."

Yan Gan agrees with this sentence: "It's like you want to become a first-line star in the entertainment circle now, but maybe the first-line star also has its own troubles."

"That's right." Jian Qiao's new face was firm: "But if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. I will never regret it."

Yan Gan looked at him meaningfully: "Heroes see the same thing."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the way home was coming soon. There was a large round table in the courtyard of the farmhouse, and the leaves of the big locust tree beside the courtyard fluttered with the wind, and the table was placed on the table, exuding a gentle fragrance.

Not long after arriving home, there was loud crying in the room where Ran Ran was sleeping.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't laugh or cry: "During the time you left, you slept soundly, why did you wake up as soon as you came back?"

Jian Qiaoxin pushed open the door and saw the little guy crying with his mouth open. He went over to remove the vegetable cover and picked up the child skillfully: "Of course, Dad is back."

The child was actually well-behaved and sensible, and after feeling Jian Qiaoxin's breath and voice, he didn't cry much.

Yan Gan, who was holding a water pipe outside, was washing his feet, when he heard Jian Qiaoxin shouting from inside: "Agan, where did you put the diaper? It seems like you have to change the diaper!"

Yan Gan was taken aback.

The old man who was sitting on the table sipping wine said: "Go, go, I'll wash it later."

Yan Gan put down the water pipe and strode towards the house. The air on the mountain is always clean, and the rustling sound of the leaves blown by the wind is also soothing to the mind. Hearing the aroma of the food and hearing the cries of the children, Rao has seen it before. Mr. Yan, who is in the big world, unexpectedly gave birth to a feeling that he had never felt before.

Probably because the fireworks in the world are too strong, which makes people a little dizzy.

When he entered the door, he saw Jian Qiaoxin, who was always cautious and polite, holding safety pants full of children's excrement and urine, and asked him generously, "Where is Ran Ran's diaper?"

Yan Gan walked to a side cabinet and squatted down, took out a bag from it: "Here."

Jian Qiaoxin took it over, and he said, "Look, I'll get some water for Ranran, wash her butt and put on a new one."

Yan Gan picked up the dirty diapers and walked out: "Let's watch here, there must be no one in the house, uncle is not good at taking care of children."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment, but still nodded.

In order to prevent Ranran from freezing, the air conditioner was still turned on in the room, and he took out new diapers while coaxing the child.

The door outside was opened, Yan Gan came in with a basin of warm water, Jian Qiaoxin sat up and unpacked a pack of wet tissues, put the tissues in the warm water for a while, gently lifted the cub's feet to wipe his buttocks.

Yan Gan stood aside.

Jian Qiaoxin said softly: "You are hungry, go out to eat first, it stinks here."

"What do you dislike about your own son?" Yan Gan bent down and took out the little fat boy's hand that had been put in his mouth: "It's not easy for you to take him with you, let's eat together later."

Jian Qiaoxin said okay, he finished wiping his little butt and let the child hang out for a while, he raised his head and met Ranran's dark eyes, the little doll was white and tender, and now he smiled, grandma in milk Angry, it melts my heart.

He chuckled: "Of course I love to laugh."

Yan Gan poked the child's face: "It's delicious and delicious, and there are people waiting for it. Can you not love to laugh?"

"..."

Makes sense.

After serving the little guy to eat and drink, Jian Qiaoxin stretched his waist and went to eat. The child cannot be left alone in the house. Fortunately, the shaker that Xiaoguawa used when he was a child is still there. It is not cold outside in spring now. The warm sun, just seeing the sun on the trolley will make your health better.

Seeing the child, Gua Wazi was very interested. He crawled on the side of the crib: "What's your brother's name?"

Jian Qiaoxin said, "His name is An Ran."

"Anran." Guawazi repeated, he lowered his head, and the child on the small rocking bed also looked at him, and the little guy tremblingly stretched out his little fleshy hand to grab something.

Gua Wazi handed him his finger, and the boy held it tightly.

Mrs. Zhang watched from the side, and smiled: "Of course, she seems to like Wazi quite a bit."

Zhang's husband took a sip of the dish, took a look, and said, "Of course it looks good, and it will definitely be more iconic in the future, like Xiaoxin."

"It hasn't been opened yet." Jian Qiaoxin sat next to the small rocking car and took a look at Ranran: "Actually, it's a bit like A-gan."

Yan Gan's attitude was laziness: "It's more like you."

Jian Qiaoxin was a little puzzled: "Why?"

"It pleases me."

"..."

Please be more serious.

Mrs. Zhang and her husband secretly laughed, and Jian Qiaoxin gave Yan Gan a look. Why does this man always like to tease people? Could it be that he is thin-skinned and easy to bully!

The happiest person at the dinner table was the old man.

Compared with the anger when she found out that Jian Qiaoxin was pregnant at the beginning, now she is so coaxed by Ranran that she can't put it down. After a meal, the old man looks at Ranran frequently, wishing to stick to it.

Jian Qiaoxin was still considerate: "Grandpa, if you finish eating, why don't you hug me for a while?"

The old man coughed lightly, and said decisively down the steps: "Since you haven't eaten well, then I'll hug you for a while."

The others held back their laughter.

After dinner, Mrs. Zhang wanted to continue planting rice seedlings with her husband, and Jian Qiaoxin also wanted to follow, but was voted by the crowd to let him stay at home.

Mrs. Zhang said: "Guawazi and my little one are both asleep, but they still need someone to take care of them. I don't worry if you watch the three children at home."

Zhang's husband said, "You're a celebrity, so it's better not to show your face."

The old man: "How long have you been confinement, you should take a good rest."

Yan Gan put the vegetable cover on the sleeping cub: "Just go, uncle, you can rest at home."

"..."

So all votes passed, and Jian Qiaoxin was forced to stay behind.

Everyone left, Jian Qiaoxin was afraid that he would not be able to take care of the other two children, so he simply put Gua Wazi and the others in the same room, and he sat by the side to ponder over the script.

In fact, he has already been familiar with the script by heart, the only thing that needs to be studied is how to act well and play the role vividly.

While reading the script, there were a few knocks on the door outside: "Is Auntie at home?"

Jian Qiaoxin was afraid of waking up the child, so he walked over to take a look, and there was a man standing outside, he said: "You are Xiaoxin, Mrs. Zhang borrowed my dustpan last time, and I will get it."

"okay."

Jian Qiaoxin went over and opened the door: "It should be in the pot house, go and have a look."

The man went to look for it, but he didn't see it after searching for a long time, so he said, "Xiaoxin, I'm not inside."

Jian Qiaoxin walked over and stretched his head to look at Guowu, he took out his mobile phone: "That's it, then wait a moment, I'll make a call..."

He wanted to find Mrs. Zhang's phone number, and the latest caller was Yan Gan. He was about to turn back, but the phone was photographed before the action was finished. The man just now had a fierce look on his face, and looked at Looking at Jian Qiaoxin.

Jian Qiaoxin pressed Yan Gan's dial at the last moment, and the man beside him took out the knife in his hand: "Don't talk!"

Jian Qiaoxin's scalp was numb: "What are you doing?"

The man also seemed to be willing to go all out, he said: "Aren't you a big star, are you also afraid of death?"

Jian Qiaoxin was stabbed in the waist with a knife. He breathed out, afraid that if this person found out that the child in the house would affect the child: "What do you want, I have money, and my husband also has it. Don't be impulsive."

As soon as the man heard him mentioning Yan Gan, he became even angrier. He said, "You bitch, I have cared about you for so long, and you actually got on good terms with others outside?"

???

Jian Qiaoxin simply didn't understand what the plot was, he frowned slightly: "I don't know you."

"I am your fan, I have liked you for two years!"

Illegitimate meal

These two words appeared in Jian Qiaoxin's mind in an instant, which made it very difficult to deal with. If the other party was really just out for his money, then it would be easy to solve, but the other party is actually his fan?

It's meaningless to think about it now, the most important thing to do now is to stabilize this person.

"You may have misunderstood, I am not married."

The man yelled: "You lied to me! I have children, I saw it with my own eyes today, and you are hooking up with that upstart!"

"..."

It seems that this person is not from the village, otherwise it is impossible not to know about Yan Gan. He should be an illegitimate fan who followed him up the mountain, so he doesn't know much about it.

That's good

The knife on Jian Qiaoxin's waist was a little off, he looked away calmly, and his acting skills were on the line: "I really didn't lie to you, he is my investor, and the main reason for bringing him back this time is because he wants to be in the village. invest."

The illegitimate fan showed hesitation: "What's the matter with that child?"

Jian Qiaoxin hastily explained: "That's not my child, it's his."

"It's really not yours?" An almost vicious smile appeared on the face of the illegitimate fan: "Then you go and give that child a knife and I will believe you."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't hesitate: "Okay, then you put the knife away first, otherwise how can I walk?"

Maybe he didn't expect him to agree so easily, the man was a little inexplicably stunned, Jian Qiaoxin saw the timing, kicked his leg, he was kicked down, the knife fell on the ground, and let out "Bang Dang! " sound.

The person who fell to the ground looked at Jian Qiaoxin in disbelief.

Jian Qiao moved his wrist a little bit. Fortunately, he had learned kung fu before, otherwise he would really be resting here today.

Taking advantage of the person being kicked down, Jian Qiaoxin rushed forward to make a few more punches, completely knocking him unconscious before he stood up. At this moment, the sound of being kicked open came from the outside door, and Yan Gan ran in. .

Jian Qiaoxin turned around.

Yan Gan panted slightly, looked at him, but suddenly stared at him with wide eyes: "Xiaoxin!"