The president said he wanted to remarry

After eating, they went to the hospital for a re-examination. Both of them recovered well. Nian An's leg didn't hurt a long time ago, but a scar was unavoidable.By the time he came out, the sun had gradually set. Mi Shiyan was on the phone with his mobile phone, and he didn't know what to say to the other end. His brows were frowning and he didn't relax. Before hanging up, he said: "Buy a few more, Buy all the good ones, and I will try the effect first.”

Nian An glanced at him, but didn't ask what it was. After two days of vacation at home, Mi Shiyan answered the phone and ran downstairs secretly. After a while, he came up with a box in his arms. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the scissors. He hugged the milk ball who had just woken up on the sofa.

The milk ball was carried into the box for some unknown reason, "Meow?", and the next second, the two-legged human grabbed its precious cat paw, and stretched out the claw subconsciously——

"Zi la z la z la -"

"Meow ouch!!!" This damned human actually used his proud claws to draw tape!Unforgivable!

Nian An, who watched Mi Shiyan using cat nails as scissors: "..."

The milk ball who had been held down as scissors was very angry, and slapped Mi Shiyan's face with a paw, as if wanting to leave bloodstains of punishment on it, to demonstrate his dignity as a cat instead of a knife, but the next time In seconds, Mi Shiyan grabbed the back of the neck and threw it away, "Go and play with Xiaobai."

Xiaobai is the name of the new sweeping robot bought a few days ago. Because it is white all over, it is named Xiaobai.

"What?" Seeing that Mi Shiyan did not shy away from unpacking the courier, Nian An also put down the book and read it.

I saw a lot of things in the huge box, and several languages ​​​​were written on the colorful boxes. Nian An took a cursory glance and saw the words "Scar Removing Cream".

"I asked a friend to buy some medicine for scar removal." Mi Shiyan explained.

Nian An thought for a while: "You still have scars?"

Mi Shiyan shook his head, picked out a few boxes and read the instructions, finally opened a box of light green ones, pushed the table and sat down on the carpet under Nian An's sofa, pulled up Nian An's loose trouser legs, revealing the scar .

"A little scar, I'm not a girl, I have to wear shorts in summer." Nian An raised his eyebrows.

Mi Shiyan tore open the bag, and put a scar removal patch that was bigger than a Band-Aid on the scar, and said in a deep voice, "You can't keep that." Attached to the lower leg is a layer of tight muscle.

Nian An's body hair is relatively sparse, his calves are white and smooth, and he feels good to the touch. He is not wearing socks. At this time, the soles of his feet are gently pressing against Mi Shiyan's chest. His nails are short and round, because he just took a bath. Because of this, it is still a little pink.

Nian An leaned on the sofa, narrowed his eyes and watched Mi Shiyan pinch its leg silently for a while, and then lightly stepped on the chest in the undershirt, before Mi Shiyan let go, It slid all the way down his chest.

Mi Shiyan was a little puzzled at first, but in the next second, his whole body became stiff.

He quickly pressed Nian'an: "...Don't make trouble."

Nian An had originally intentionally teased him, but when he heard this, he frowned and stopped obediently: "Okay then."

Mi Shiyan: "..."

He was provoked for no reason, and the irritating person put on the airs of a gentleman, nestled on the sofa cross-legged and looked at the computer, his fingers were flying on the keyboard, and he seemed to be dealing with work.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Nian An deliberately asked casually.

Mi Shiyan opened his mouth, and finally remembered that Nian An had just been discharged from the hospital and was still in need of recuperation, so he could only hold back his fire and said, "Take a break, it hurts your eyes if you look at it for too long." Into the bathroom.

"Meow meow!"

"Heh..." Nian An laughed softly, put down the computer, picked up Yan Yan's sulking milk ball next to him when he was giving birth, and rubbed it twice, "You uncle, you are not as good as you."

Naiqiu kicked on Nian'an's collarbone: "Meow!"

Nian An squeezed the cold meat pad: "You sneaked out to have a private meeting with the cats in the community last night, didn't you?"

"..."

Nian An narrowed his eyes, "I'm quite courageous - I'll take you to cut it tomorrow."

Milkball: "???"

Mi Shiyan took a shower for nearly an hour before he finally extinguished the fire. When he came out after wiping his hair, Nian An had just changed his clothes and looked like he was about to go out.

Mi Shiyan couldn't help asking: "It's still raining outside, where are you going?"

Nian An changed into a black shirt, and put on a thin windbreaker, also black, which made his figure slim and slender.He straightened his cuffs and said softly, "The Cemetery."

Mrs. Nian's verdict came down a few days ago. Through the efforts of the Mi family and his son, a lot of charges were brought in, and Luo Shi was finally brought in. Many years were added to the first trial, enough for the half-legged man. Life is worse than death when people sit.

That day, Nian An and Mi Shiyan also went to the court.

Nian An stood at the highest point of the auditorium, watching Mrs. Nian with a haggard face and handcuffs, who was taken away between two people's police officers. During the banquet, Mrs. Nian suddenly turned to look at Nian An, but saw Nian An showed a cold smile——

"Congratulations, mother and son are reunited."

Nian An's smile was very shallow and full of sarcasm, but in the eyes of Mrs. Nian, this shallow smile, so shallow that it was almost invisible, became a lingering nightmare for the rest of her life.

Every night when she woke up with a start, she dared not open her eyes, for fear that Nian An would appear in front of him.

Tomb-sweeping Day was in April, and Nian'an was still living in the hospital at the time, so he didn't visit Nian's father's grave in time for his first Tomb-sweeping day.

Recently, the weather is slowly getting warmer, and at the same time, the spring rain is also coming in bursts. The oncoming cool wind is wrapped in the strong earthy smell unique to the spring rain. Wet the trousers of passers-by on the street.

Mi Shiyan held an umbrella and walked into the cemetery side by side with Nian An, passed through rows of tombstones, and finally stopped in front of Nian's father.

No matter how magnificent a person's life was, he will turn into a pile of loess and a cold tombstone after death, and then the living person will decide to carve his name, birthday and death date on the monument, roughly and simply summing up the whole situation. A person's life.

"Here, I'm here to see you." Nian An put his hands in his pockets and was bending over. He suddenly paused and looked at his empty hands, "Where are my flowers?" He bought a white chrysanthemum on the way when he came.

Mi Shiyan was taken aback, then remembered: "Maybe he got out of the car?"

Nian An looked at the tombstone, then at Mi Shiyan, the two looked at each other, Mi Shiyan volunteered, "I'll get it." After saying that, he was going to give Nian An the umbrella, no matter whether Nian An took it or not, he turned around and took a risk. Run in light rain.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the rain fading away, Nian An looked up at the umbrella, pursed his lips, lowered his head again, looked at the tombstone, put one hand in his pocket, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

"I brought it secretly, and all other cigarettes were confiscated." Nian'an said to the tombstone, "I don't have a lighter. You can check it out for yourself. If you can borrow a lighter, borrow it. Still hold grudges."

If someone who didn't know why was around at this moment, he would definitely cast a blank look at Nian An, and say that he held grudges to a dead person's tombstone, which is really unheard of.

"I came here today mainly to tell you something. You may regret it after hearing it. Your illegitimate son who has been a treasure for more than 20 years is not actually your own son."

Nian'an has checked a lot about Mrs. Nian's youth these days, only to find out that Mrs. Nian was able to conceive a new year's letter after Ms. Cai so quickly, all because this woman was afraid that Ms. Cai would be abandoned after giving birth. , So I deliberately asked someone to help me get pregnant, and then pretended to be Nian's father's child.

Just now, Mi Shiyan was sent away just to talk about this, Nian An simply poured beans out of a bamboo tube, as if vomiting out everything he knew, and became his father completely, and even if he died, he would add trouble to him and prevent him from living in peace. The 'unfilial son' who rests in peace below.Even at the end, I felt a little tired, put the umbrella on my shoulder, squatted down, and looked at the rain-drenched tombstone.

After finishing speaking, Nian An said again: "Is it a special surprise, a special surprise? After raising other women's children for more than 20 years, I finally pissed myself off. Are you sad? Are you angry?"

tombstone:"……"

Nian An smiled softly: "I'm relieved to see you so sad."

tombstone:"…………"

"At least I set up a tombstone for you," Nian An muttered, propping his chin, "If it was you, I'm afraid you'd be yelling at me."

In his previous life, Nian's father asked him for money, saying that he wanted to buy a house for the annual letter, buy an education fund, and marry a wife. He, the big brother who made a lot of money as a star, should take good care of his younger brother. Nian'an waved his hand in anger. , made a will to donate all of his property to charity after his death.

Nian An didn't get a penny, but Nian An didn't believe that Nian's father would put up pressure to erect a tombstone for him under the complaints of Mrs. Nian. I'm afraid it would be good if he didn't go directly to his monument to scold his unfilial son.

After talking on the phone, Nian An's mouth was dry for a while, and suddenly he heard footsteps coming from his ear, thinking it was Mi Shiyan, "Is Xiao Chrysanthemum in the car?"

After getting no answer, Nian An raised his head, but what caught his eye was an old man who thought he was leaning on a cane and standing with his hands behind his back.

"You installed this stele?" Old Mi said.

Nian An stood up holding the umbrella, only to realize that the rain had stopped at some point, so he put away the umbrella: "It's me, what's wrong?"

Mi Lao didn't speak, just stared at the words engraved on it, and said after a while, "You saved Shi Yan?"

Nian An was taken aback, glanced at him, and didn't answer.

Mi Lao said again: "That safe is still with you."

Nian An said: "I've seen it, there's only a stack of old photos in it, nothing valuable."

Old Mi kept a cold face and said nothing, Nian An said again: "But the photo is a bit strange, um... There are only two people in it, my dad and my grandfather, and occasionally a third person appears, but it's not my grandma, but a stranger. Man." Nian settled down, turned his head to look at Mi Lao, "You are the nobleman of my family's poverty alleviation, right?"

"..."

The air froze for a moment, and Mi Lao said again: "So what?"

Nian An adjusted his glasses: "But poverty alleviation does not make people from poor people to rich people overnight. Apart from middle school, there is only money in the sky. What did my grandfather and his old man do to you?"

Mi Lao clenched his crutch hand in vain, his whole body was full of coldness, and he glanced at Nian An coldly: "In this world, there is one thing that is harder to find than a double-color ball, but it is also more obtainable than a double-color ball."

Nian An narrowed his eyes, and after a while, Old Mi said again: "One life is worth one life. From today onwards, you and I will be even." Then he turned and left. What he meant was that from today onwards he would no longer interfere with Nian An and Mi Shiyan's affairs. As for why, it seemed to be the system's wish and Mi Shiyan's.

"Wait." Nian An stepped up to catch up, stood in front of Mi Lao, took out a yellowed and old letter from his pocket, and handed it to Mi Lao. There was only one name written on the paper, and the pen was sharp. However, the sharpness of this letter has been smoothed by the years, and it seems a little gentle.

"I found it in the photo, and now it's back to its original owner." Nian An said.

After the brief shock, Mr. Mi hesitated for a moment, and still reached out to take it, but Nian An didn't let go, but held the envelope, with a trace of coldness in his eyes: "The old man must keep his word, after all, our identities , I’m afraid you’ll have to enter the research institute if you reveal it.”

Mi Lao glanced at Nian An coldly, snorted coldly, and didn't care much.

Nian An didn't mind either, and let go of his hand: "I don't ask much, if something comes to me and disturbs my family, rabbits will bite."

If it weren't for Nian An who later investigated the person surnamed Fang who had Ms. Cai's peach blossoms for the second time, and found that his ancestors had been practicing Chinese medicine for nine generations, and they were born and raised Chinese. He didn't even have a passport, and the old man was just trying to scare him by pinching his weakness, and now they wouldn't stand here and talk nicely.

After Mr. Mi left, Nian An remembered Mi Shiyan who had brought the little white flower for him for a long time, and walked towards the gate with an umbrella. He got out of the car, holding a few small white flowers in his hand.

"I didn't find it, so I went to buy a few more." Mi Shiyan walked up to Nian An quickly, looked behind him, "On the way back, I met Mr. Zhou, beside you..."

"It's okay." Nian An said, "It's over."

Mi Shiyan was confused, and then his eyes narrowed: "Could it be my grandpa..."

"No - these are the flowers you bought?" Nian An interrupted him, and bent over to pick up those little white flowers.

Mi Shiyan gave him the flowers, and looked around worriedly, "Let's go in and put the flowers before going back."

"No," Nian An refused, "Just let the guards set it up for them."

Mi Shiyan was taken aback: "Is this okay?"

"Of course, I only bought one. Your bouquet is interesting enough." Nian An shook the flowers in his hand.

Mi Shiyan: "..."

The two handed the flowers to the garden keeper. During the dinner, Nian An caught a glimpse of Mr. Mi getting into the car at the door without a sound. At the end, the two looked at each other from a distance.

Mi Shiyan didn't know, and still frowned, feeling that this was disrespectful to the departed.

Nian An sat in the co-pilot and took off his glasses, "When his family of three lived in harmony, I decided in my heart that after his death, he would just find a wilderness and bury his ashes.

Mi Shiyan stared at him blankly, with lingering surprise in his eyes: "This is okay?"

Nian An glanced at him: "Why not? He sold me back then, and I buried him after he died—not to mention I didn't really bury him."

'Buyer' Mi Shiyan: "..."

The two stared at each other in silence for a while in the car, before Mi Shiyan frowned, and gave himself a weak excuse in a not-so-loud voice: "I'm married to a Ming media."

Nian'an: "..." Why does it sound so strange.