Married to the Uncle of Love Rival

"Um……"

Jian Anran woke up in a daze, feeling that the sun was a bit harsh on her eyes, and was about to get out of bed and draw the curtains, when she suddenly found that the window was so close!

what's the situation!

The boy looked up and saw that the scenery outside the window was constantly receding.

He turned his head to look around, and saw the compactly arranged furniture, the unexpectedly narrow space, and the faint roar of the motor under the floor.

"RV?"

Jane Anran came back to her senses, stood up, staggered to the wall, and knocked on the metal wall: "Let me out!"

"I'm sure I'll let you out when I get home, but now—"

On the other side of the wall, came Jiang Cheng's weak voice.

Jian Anran continued to knock hard on the carriage wall: "Put me back immediately! Otherwise, I'll go on a hunger strike!"

"It's okay, I'll be home in three hours."

"shut up!"

Jane Anran roared angrily.

Jiang Cheng: "...I'm telling the truth, you have slept for ten hours. By the way, remember to put on a down jacket before getting out of the car. There is a snowstorm in city A today, and the temperature can drop as low as minus fifteen degrees."

Because of Jiang Cheng's words, Jian Anran noticed that there was indeed white snow outside the car window, and the snow on the ground was as thick as a ten-pound quilt.

"heavy snowstorm……"

"Baby, do you like watching snow? When I meet Grandpa, I'll take you to the Northeast Snow Town, okay?"

"Okay... wait! Why should I promise you!"

Jian Anran turned her head and sulked at herself.

Jiang Cheng said comfortingly through the car wall: "But don't be angry, you are the cutest baby in the world, my cousin loves you to the bottom of my heart..."

"Why do you like talking nasty words so much!"

Jian Anran couldn't make a sound: "Also, if you run me away without saying a word, aren't you afraid that Luo Wei will chase you and beat you?"

"I greeted him before going out," Jiang Cheng said proudly, "he allowed me to take you away."

"what?"

"He wants me to take you back to your home in City A so that the whole family can be reunited."

"But I just want to spend the New Year with him..."

Jian Anran pouted, and sat down against the wall of the carriage: "I like him..."

"That's because you are still too young and don't have much life experience. When you mature, you will naturally not feel that he is..."

"To shut up!"

Jane Anran said.

Jiang Cheng quickly fell silent.

Jane Anran sat in a corner with her knees folded, her eyes staring out of the window, thoughtful...

……

When it was getting dark, the RV finally stopped.

The orange light shone on the ice and snow, reflecting a pearl-like light.

It was the first time for Jian Anran to experience the northern winter. Even though she was wearing a down jacket, she almost shrank back from the cold when she got out of the car.

"so cold!"

"Be patient, it will be warm when you enter the house."

Jiang Cheng said comfortingly.

This time, Jian Anran really understood the meaning of being frozen into a dog.

He looked up and saw crystal clear ice edges hanging under the eaves, and suddenly there was a strange delicacy: fried ice skates.

The child blurted out: "I want to eat fried ice skates."

"..."

Jiang Cheng was stunned, and after coaxing and tricking Jian Anran into the heating room, he immediately asked the helper beside him: "Who can make fried ice skates?"

"I'll go ask."

The servant leaves.

Jiang Cheng turned around and saw that the child's cheeks were flushed from the cold, and said quickly, "Of course, quickly take off the down jacket—"

He looked up at the thermometer: "It's 28 degrees in the room."

"It's so hot! No wonder I'm sweating as soon as I enter the house."

Jian Anran quickly took off her down jacket, and even the sweater, and finally felt comfortable.

"Why is it so cold outside but so hot inside?"

"Because we have a heating system installed in our house."

Jiang Cheng introduced it enthusiastically.

Not long after, the third aunt, the cook, brought out a plate of golden fried food.

Jane Anran was stunned: "What is this?"

"Fried ice scum."

Aunt San said, "It's just an improved variety, and it's filled with ice cream instead of ice cubes."

"Sounds good."

Jian Anran picked up a piece of fried ice slag, took a bite, and her mouth was immediately filled with sweetness.

"good to eat!"

"If you like to eat, I will ask the kitchen to make it for you every day."

Jiang Cheng took out a paper towel to wipe off the crispy skin on the corner of the child's mouth.

Jian Anran turned her face awkwardly, and said to the third aunt, "Thank you, auntie."

"It is my honor to serve the young master."

Aunt San smiled happily.

Jian Anran suddenly felt uncomfortable, and muttered: "Now is a democratic society, where can there be such a young master..."

"I've been used to serving the Jiang family for most of my life."

While talking, the third aunt asked: "What would you like to eat tonight, young masters?"

"..."

Jian Anran remembered her "hunger strike" oath and said nothing.

Jiang Cheng said: "Third aunt, my grandfather and my father..."

"The old man, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang went to the next city to attend the meeting yesterday, and they won't be able to go home until tomorrow afternoon."

"They're not at home..."

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes and said, "Let's eat fried noodles tonight!"

"Zhajiang noodles?"

Jane Anran was surprised.

He originally thought that Jiang Cheng, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, would find a group of cronies to do wild things while his elders were not at home.

Seeing Jian Anran's face full of surprise, Jiang Cheng thought that he looked down on Zhajiang noodles, and explained: "Don't underestimate Zhajiang noodles, there is a lot of knowledge in it~ Even the way of Zhajiang noodles is very particular... "

Jian Anran listened to Jiang Cheng talking about the mountains with a blank face, suddenly remembered her mobile phone, and took it out——

The power has already turned red, which is one percent of the extreme danger.

"so close!"

Jian Anran quickly pulled out the charging cable to renew the life of the phone.

Jiang Cheng was puzzled and said, "Why are you so nervous about your phone? Waiting for Luo Wei's call?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Jian Anran glared at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng knew he was wrong and dared not take the blame.

Jian Anran then sat in a corner of the sofa and started playing with her mobile phone. She swiped through WeChat and other contact tools over and over again, and clicked on Luo Wei's business card countless times. She wanted to take the initiative to contact her, but she felt that she shouldn't—

hum...

The phone vibrated suddenly.

Jian Anran saw that the caller ID was "Luo Wei", and hurriedly connected, with a bit of coquettish resentment: "Uncle, do you want me anymore?"

("How could I not want you...")

"Then why did you throw me to that bastard Jiang Cheng without saying a word!"

Jian Anran's voice was full of indescribable grievances.

Jiang Cheng, who was labeled as a "bad guy" for no reason, also felt very wronged, and listened to the movement with his ears up.

On the other side of the phone, there was a brief moment of calm.

Shaoqing——

("sorry.")

"You still know I'm sorry."

Jian Anran sniffed: "When will you pick me up?"

("this……")

"is it hard?"

(“Sorry, but being with them is more legitimate than being with me.”)

"So you plan to not want me, right!"

Jian Anran was so angry that she almost burst into tears.

("I……")

"Don't say sorry! You don't deserve it!"

Jian Anran was so angry that she turned off her phone before Luo Wei could answer, and said to Jiang Cheng who was stunned beside her, "I promise you, I will live here temporarily."

"really?"

Jiang Cheng was overjoyed.

Jian Anran was very melancholy, bowed her head, and said to herself: "This time... I really have nowhere to go..."

……

……

Jian Anran was in a bad mood, and Luo Wei was even worse.

Letting Jiang Cheng take the child back to the Jiang family is a decision he made after careful consideration, and it is also the best decision he can think of for the child. He should be happy that the child can return to the Jiang family!

Why after the child left, the mood is more irritable than before, as if entering menopause early.

The man sat in front of the desk, and the details of the relationship with the child appeared again in front of his eyes.

The child is so cute and active, like a little sun illuminating his monotonous life, even the memories related to him are completely different from ordinary memories, full of warmth and softness.

How could he...could...reject such a lovely person...

The more Luo Wei thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and every cell in his body screamed.

He needs Jane Anran.

He longs to be with the child, staying together 24 hours a day, sticking together like Siamese twins!

but--

"Love is not just possession, but also fulfillment and forbearance."

Luo Wei said to himself: "The child is still too young, you can't just ruin him just because you need him!"

but……

So what if you know?

He can't.

He suffers from a terminal illness named Jane Anran, every thought, every heartbeat and even every breath is longing for Jane Anran.

……

……

Sanyi's fried noodles are the best fried noodles Jian Anran has ever eaten, and she can't wait to lick the bowl clean.

"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Jiang Cheng had a smile on his face asking for credit.

Jian Anran put the bowl back, and said to Jiang Cheng: "Is my mother's room still there?"

"Auntie's room..."

Jiang Cheng procrastinated on purpose to show off.

Jane Anran's face darkened.

Jiang Cheng persuaded him in seconds and took him to Jiang Mengmeng's previous room.

squeak--

The solid wood red door slowly opened, and Jane walked in safely.

20 years have not left any traces in the house, the furniture is still spotless, the interior furnishings and bedding are also regularly changed according to the seasons, fresh plum blossoms are inserted in the vase...

If it wasn't for the fact that there was a big-ass computer that had been eliminated more than ten years ago on the desk, Jian Anran even suspected that Jiang Cheng just set up a room to deceive himself.

He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Cheng in front of the door: "Thank you for keeping this room, and making it..."

"Our family lacks everything except money and a house," Jiang Cheng said. "Now that you are back, this room is finally waiting for its owner."

"I'm not going to live in my mother's room."

"why?"

"Because the owner of this room is my mother," Jane Anran said, "not me."

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes, it's huge."

Jane Anran said seriously: "My mother is not me, and I can't be my mother."

"You are..."

Jiang Cheng tried to persuade the child to let go, but he was not Jian Anran's elder, so he could only arrange a room for Jian Anran while repeating "such a tender child actually fell in love with an old man".