The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

Except for this episode, the latter two spent their time in peace and quiet.

It was already dark when we returned to the manor, and Marin had been waiting for a long time, clapping his hands and dinner was served.

When Jian Qiuran took her seat, she joked, "I really miss this feeling of being taken care of. You two reunited after such a long time. Would you like to open a bottle of red wine to celebrate?"

If the little white tiger had a vengeful character, he would definitely have to toss hard to seize the opportunity, but the man...he looked calm, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger, and only said: "You can't drink, lest you get greedy."

Jian Qiuran said, "I won't be greedy."

Man: "Do you mind if we eat Sichuan food?"

Jian Qiuran: "Excuse me!!"

The man smiled lowly, his eyes teasing.

Jian Qiuran: "..."

The young man stopped talking, picked up his chopsticks and aligned them to eat.

The man smiled even more, and there was love in his eyes.

Marin suddenly felt that he was redundant, not only redundant, but also glowing like a giant light bulb... Is this what it feels like for a cub to have a family?sad.

The lonely old father sighed and ate quietly with his eyes on his nose, nose, nose, and heart.

After dinner, the man went to the study with Marin to chat for a long time. Jian Qiuran had no intention of getting involved, and went back to the room early to rest.

When he was having breakfast the next day, the man suddenly said, "We'll go back to Cheng's house today, and Marin will take care of the rest."

Jian Qiuran buffered for a second, and asked with concern: "Marin, are you voluntary?"

Marin: "..."

Marin: "It's voluntary."

The man also said helplessly, "Am I a bully in your heart?"

Jian Qiuran said, "I'll give you a look to experience it yourself".

The man was annoyed and funny, and he said, "The bully only gives you four days. We will leave after the Mid-Autumn Festival. You should deal with the Cheng family's affairs as soon as possible."

Jian Qiuran frowned: "Four days are too little."

The man didn't change his face: "The bully doesn't accept rebuttals."

Marin also said: "The earlier the treatment, the faster the treatment."

Jian Qiuran: "I know, but Cheng's family may not be able to get together during the Autumn Festival. I may have to go to the military academy to see Tianle."

The man said: "Don't worry, I will definitely come back."

What he said must be serious, it is obviously groundless, Jian Qiuran actually believed it, counting the time hesitantly said: "If Tianle will come back, it will be four days."

That's it.

After dinner, Marin rushed to Wanyao Group, while Jian Qiuran and the man returned to Cheng's house together.

After so long, Aunt Zheng's noodle restaurant still hasn't been rectified.The explosion and fire almost completely destroyed the noodle shop, and reopening it is equivalent to starting from scratch—to start from scratch, the house has to be built, which can be said to be very long.

So Aunt Zheng also took a break. Usually, when she has nothing to do, she spends her time at home tinkering with the kitchen and researching all kinds of delicious food. When she opens the door, she can smell the aroma of food wafting from the living room, which is sweet and warm.

Jian Qiuran has been greedy for a long time in the family group, and now she can't bear it anymore and goes straight to the kitchen: "Aunt Zheng, I'm back, what delicious food are you doing today?"

Aunt Zheng was very pleasantly surprised, and pretended to be disgusted and said: "You have a good nose, the spring rolls are hot just out of the pan, go wash your hands."

Jian Qiuran: "Okay."

The man followed behind: "Hello, Auntie, I'm sorry to bother you."

Aunt Zheng's attitude was much better than last time. Instead of smirking, she waved her hand and said, "Go wash your hands too."

The man responded and followed the young man obediently to wash his hands.

Aunt Zheng specially fished out a big plate for them. In addition to spring rolls, there are also snacks such as sesame balls, twists, and crisp cakes. They are hot and crispy, fragrant and sweet in the mouth.

The two ate all of it directly, expressing with their actions that it was really delicious.

Aunt Zheng was naturally happy, afraid that they would get bored, so she made a cup of tea for each of them.

Jian Qiuran held the cup and sipped slowly, and mentioned that she was back for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Aunt Zheng was very happy, and looked at the man again: "Then Mr. Lin..."

The man took the initiative: "I just sent him back, and I should leave later."

This is what they agreed before. The young man bid farewell to his family on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he will pick them up four days later.

Aunt Zheng was quite surprised: "That's really troublesome for you, and I sent him back specially."

Man: "No trouble, you are too polite."

The two were hypocritically polite for a long time, and finally Jian Qiuran couldn't take it anymore, she got up and said, "The driver should be here soon, I'll take President Lin downstairs."

The man got up to bid farewell, and said to the young man when he went out, "No need to see you off, I'm leaving first, see you in four days."

Jian Qiuran: "Yes."

Back home, Aunt Zheng was clearing the table when she heard a voice asking, "Is there anything else you want to eat? I'll make it for you tonight."

Jian Qiuran said it was fine, and asked when the Cheng family's two children would come back.

Aunt Zheng said, "Hurry up, tomorrow at the latest."

Jian Qiuran glanced at the calendar, the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the time is just right.

He withdrew his gaze, and as the first person to go home, he rolled up his sleeves to help Aunt Zheng clean up. When the cleaning was almost done, the two children came back in a hurry.

Cheng Tianjia wears glasses this year, silver-rimmed, with bangs hanging on his forehead, looking clean and delicate, with a particularly bookish air.

Cheng Tianle is completely different, because of a lot of outdoor training, he got tanned like a black ball, and his toothpaste smile is like a toothpaste advertisement, full of familiar sand sculpture atmosphere. When he came up, he hugged Jian Qiuran and walked around, happily saying: " But bro, I've grown taller again!!"

Jian Qiuran kicked him away, and scolded with a smile: "If you show off again, get out."

Cheng Tianjia remained restrained as always, and only called out: "Brother Ran."

Jian Qiuran nodded, patted his head and said, "Tianjia is getting better and better."

Cheng Tianjia lowered his head slightly, his face was a little red.

Cheng Tianle was not convinced: "Brother Ran, why don't you praise me?"

Jian Qiuran: "Your teeth are so beautiful."

Cheng Tianle: "..."

He almost cried for the youth to see.

Maybe the blow was too big, Cheng Tianle took a shower and put on a vest, just like a bodybuilder, posing in front of Jian Qiuran all the time, and said to himself, "Brother Ran, take a closer look! These abdominal muscles! These deltoid muscles! Then feel it." Can't you miss the beauty of the flesh!"

Jian Qiuran took the time to take a look, and to be honest, Cheng Tianle's muscles are very good, not an exaggerated shape specially exercised, but solid muscles that were really exchanged for sweat, which is outstanding among men.

But Jian Qiuran has seen better-looking ones...

He unconsciously compares himself with a certain man, feeling that the man's abdominal muscles are clearer, his arms are smoother, full of strength but can be retracted freely, which Cheng Tianle can't reach at present, and even his appearance is higher than Cheng Tianle...

The conclusion is that nothing is as good as others, so I have the nerve to show it off!

The young man's eyes gradually looked disgusted.

Cheng Tianle: "???"

He suspected that Brother Ran was jealous!

After Cheng Tianle's trouble was over, Cheng Tianjia, who had been sitting quietly beside the young man, couldn't hold back and said, "Brother Ran, I was accepted as a disciple by Mr. Heyun."

Because children like painting very much, Jian Qiuran also knows that He Yun is the most famous contemporary painter. Cheng Tianjia learned from him when he was enlightened. Not to mention others, this painter is very special and important to Cheng Tianjia personally.

Jian Qiuran was happy for him: "Very good, this shows that our Tianjia is really powerful."

Cheng Tianjia pursed his lips and smiled, putting aside all the indifference outside, like a child who got a little red flower, and said happily: "I will continue to work hard."

Jian Qiuran: "Well, I believe you."

Cheng Tianjia specially emphasized: "Brother Ran, I did it."

Just like what he said at the beginning, giving up art school does not mean giving up painting, and he will realize his wish with his own efforts.

And now, he did it!This proves that he has grown up and can carry the weight for the family!

Cheng Tianjia looked at the young man expectantly, longing for his approval.

Jian Qiuran knew what he was thinking.I used to feel that children are growing up one by one, with more and more thoughts and more and more difficult to manage. Now I suddenly withdraw and realize that growth is not a bad thing, and the desire to grow is not a bad thing.

He looked at the child, smiled and said, "Well, you did it."

Cheng Tianjia really cried out. Although it was embarrassing, he really waited for this sentence for a long time, and finally hugged the pillow and cried like a dog, and Cheng Tianle laughed loudly.

The next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival. Jian Qiuran asked the two children when they would leave. Cheng Tianjia picked vegetables and said, "I have to leave tomorrow morning."

Cheng Tianle, who was lying on the sofa, agreed: "Although there are three days off, the school is a bit far away from us, so we can only go by car in advance."

Jian Qiuran pondered for a moment and said, "I have something to tell you tonight."

Although the reunion dinner said that parting is not good, but let them leave with emotions, Jian Qiuran is not at ease.

Now, at least there is still a night's buffer.

Cheng Tianle responded unconsciously, but Cheng Tianjia and Aunt Zheng looked over together, feeling a little uneasy.

The longer we get along, the more difficult it is to hide Jian Qiuran's coughing. Aunt Zheng has noticed that he has a severe cough several times, so she must have already guessed something.

Not to mention Cheng Tianjia, who is still brooding about the case. If the young man hadn't promised to go home and explain it clearly, he might still go to the hospital to investigate.

The brisk atmosphere just now suddenly turned low. Aunt Zheng fired croquettes silently. Cheng Tianjia lowered his head and continued to choose dishes, unable to see his expression clearly. Only Cheng Tianle was yelling and playing games.

Jian Qiuran was a little sorry, knowing that this Mid-Autumn Festival was destined to be messed up because of herself.

For this reason, he also wanted to postpone it for a while, and wait for everyone to happily finish the reunion dinner and watch the party.

But after taking his seat, Cheng Tianjia stared straight at him, and Aunt Zheng also said, "Let's talk first, otherwise the knife will always be hanging above your head, and you won't have much appetite."

Cheng Tianle had already touched the chopsticks, but when he heard what his mother said, he immediately withdrew his hands and sat upright.

Jian Qiuran sighed: "Then I said, you should be mentally prepared first."

Aunt Zheng was more straightforward than him: "Is it a relapse?"

Jian Qiuran said frankly: "The recurrence of lung infection caused by cancer has entered the fourth stage, which is the advanced stage."

The whole table was silent, even the two who were mentally prepared were stunned, not to mention Cheng Tianle, who had a rough nerve and didn't know anything, he was almost the one who reacted the most, his eyes were full of disbelief: "Brother Ran, what did you say?!"

Aunt Zheng was more experienced but calmer, pressed down on her youngest son and frowned and said, "Can't you have chemotherapy?"

After opening the chatter box, Jian Qiuran simply said: "I refused chemotherapy, I don't like to live in this way, it's terrible."

"But don't worry, I haven't given up on myself. I'm still working hard to find a cure. It's just that the medical level here is not enough to support my treatment, so I will leave the day after tomorrow to go to a remote place for closed treatment."

"If it's okay, I'll definitely come back, if it's not..." He paused and said, "Sorry."

No one thought that Cheng Tianle was the first to turn red. He asked in a trembling voice, "Where is Far, Far, Far? Where are you going?"

"You can't say anything after signing a non-disclosure agreement."

"Can we find you?"

"No."

"Then can you promise to come back?"

"..."

Silence, a desperate silence like dead silence.

Cheng Tianle stood up abruptly, turned around and was about to go back to the room.

"Tianle!" Jian Qiuran called him from the seat: "My last reunion dinner, save some face for my brother."

Cheng Tianle stopped abruptly, his fists hanging by his sides creaked, and finally returned to the table with red eyes and sat down.

Jian Qiuran sighed: "I originally wanted to talk about it after dinner, but now..."

Before the young man finished speaking, he saw the two brothers picking up chopsticks and lowering their heads to pick up the rice at the same time, without adding food, and mechanically stuffing it into their mouths.

After a while, I finally couldn't help it anymore, tears fell down, and I stuffed it into my mouth with the rice, bitter in my heart, so painful that I wanted to cry a lot.

But they didn't move, they just lowered their heads and continued to stuff rice into their mouths.

Because they don't want to spoil the reunion dinner.

This reunion dinner may not necessarily happen again.