Yan Jiang raised his head slowly, looked through the light, and looked at the woman behind the door from a distance.
Yan Jiang was in a trance.
In my memory, Nan Yiyi has always been a simple and low-key woman. She always wears white skirts at home, and always wears sweaters and black trousers in winter.
It is rare for him to see Nan Yiyi dressed up beautifully.
The beautiful and elegant suit skirt, worn on Nan Yiyi's body, still complements her charm. Presumably when she was young, with a little dressing up, she was also a famous beauty.
That's right, ugly parents can't give birth to a handsome man like him.
After Nan Yiyi saw clearly how indifferent Yan Jiang's eyes were when she looked at her, she felt a dull pain in her heart.
The child still hated her after all.
Gently closing the door, Nan Yiyi walked slowly in front of Yan Jiang, not daring to sit down. Yan Jiang poured a cup of tea for Nan Yiyi, pushed it to the opposite side, then raised his head and said to Nan Yiyi: "Sit, Ms. Nan, this is your place."
This call from Ms. Nan broke Nan Yiyi's heart, and her face became ugly.
But she dared not complain.
Nan Yiyi still sat down. She sat upright with her back straight, like a good student when she was facing the dean.
Only in front of Yan Jiang, Nan Yiyi would be too ashamed to lift up.
Picking up the hot tea, Nan Yiyi's fingertips gradually returned to warmth. She took a sip of her tea before calling Yan Jiang's name nervously. "Jiang Jiang."
"Um."
Seeing that Yan Jiang was still willing to take care of her anyway, Nan Yiyi felt restless, so she relaxed a little.
Nan Yiyi looked at Yan Jiang's face greedily, even though she had seen this face on the computer, mobile phone, advertising posters and TV, but looking at her child up close, the feeling was still different .
Can't get enough of it.
Nan Yiyi smiled slightly, her expression was a bit cramped, she said: "Jiang Jiang, you look better than when you were a child."
Yan Jiang didn't want to play a mother-child relationship with Nan Yiyi.
His lips curled up in a mocking manner, and he curiously said to Nan Yiyi: "Ms. Nan, I have a question to ask you."
This Ms. Nan sounded uncomfortable, but Nan Yiyi was very happy when her son was willing to come to see her.
Nan Yiyi kept an elegant and calm smile, and told Yan Jiang: "You can ask me any questions."
Yan Jiang put down the teacup in his hand, raised his head, and stared at Nan Yiyi with a half-smile with those beautiful and expressive peach blossom eyes, he said: "Since you mentioned my childhood, let me ask, Ms. Nan still remembers how long I was when I was young?" What is it like?"
Nan Yiyi was stunned, a little embarrassed.
This child is beautiful, but she has long, thin and sharp thorns all over her body.
Every thorn pierced into her flesh.
Nan Yiyi's heart throbbed slightly, her mouth seemed to be stitched together by needles and threads, and she couldn't open her mouth to answer Yan Jiang's question.
Yan Jiang crossed his legs, leaning against the back of the chair, his eyes fell on Nan Yiyi's pale lips, Yan Jiang felt nothing but grief and indignation. He said: "The year you left me, I was only 12 years old, and I was still a child who hadn't finished primary school. Now, I'm almost 27 years old, and I'm old enough to talk about marriage with people."
Nan Yiyi bit her lip tightly with her white teeth, unable to refute Yan Jiang's words.
He added: "My father abandoned me, you abandoned me, and then grandma also abandoned me. Why doesn't everyone want me?"
I don't know what Yan Jiang's words hit Nan Yiyi's sad place, Nan Yiyi suddenly broke down and cried.
"Jiang Jiang!" Nan Yiyi cried, and the snot dripped down from her nose, staining the makeup on her face.
She covered her face with her hands, cried and said to Yan Jiang: "Jiang Jiang, it's my mother who is sorry for you, but mother can't do anything about it. You don't know, after your father abandoned our mother and child, I was punished even when I went out to buy vegetables. The strangers talked a lot."
Nan Yiyi imitated those people's tone, and said eccentrically: "Look, that woman is the daughter-in-law of the Li family. Her husband abandoned his wife and children and ran away with a pervert!"
"I can't even look down on my husband, and he was snatched away by a pervert. It's ridiculous."
"So I would rather find a pervert than live with her"
Nan Yiyi raised her head and wiped her tears.
Her expression was very painful. She pressed her chest and said in tears: "During that time, I was always criticized wherever I went. Obviously the person who did something wrong was your father, but the person who was slandered by words was me!"
"I really can't bear it anymore, that place is a cage for me, a stage, and I am a clown who is put on a high platform to be laughed at!"
Nan Yiyi was oppressed by life and couldn't take it anymore, so she could only escape from reality.
Yan Jiang smiled wryly, and asked Nan Yiyi again: "If you want to escape, you run away. What about me?"
Those peach blossom eyes were gradually crimson, and there was a watery light in them. Yan Jiang said: "You are a wife abandoned by your husband, but I am a perverted son. You are gone, you are relieved, but I still have to bear the crime of 'a child whose mother doesn't want'."
"You can escape, you are free, what about me? Where can I escape to?"
The more Yan Jiang spoke, the more excited he became, he clenched his teeth tightly and tensed his muscles, not allowing himself to cry in front of Nan Yiyi.
Yan Jiang's eyes were deep and dark, and he said: "Mom, if I had known that I would be abandoned all my life, I really hope that you would not have given birth to me in the first place."
"I'm like a lonely ghost." Even though his parents were alive, no one loved him.
Nan Yiyi was so out of breath from crying that she couldn't speak. The two mountains of guilt and self-blame were pressing on her back, and she bent down.
Covering her face, Nan Yiyi cried and apologized: "Jiang Jiang, it's my mother who is sorry for you!"
Hearing Nan Yiyi's apology, Yan Jiang was indifferent.
So many years of lonely life that has been ridiculed by ridicule, how can Nan Yiyi just say sorry
Yan Jiang couldn't forgive Nan Yiyi, looking at his mother who was crying so hard, Yan Jiang finally asked that sentence: "Why don't you take me away? Do you think I'm a burden that prevents you from remarrying?"
Hearing this, Nan Yiyi shook his head.
She cried and said, "No, Jiang Jiang, you have never been a burden, I am just afraid that you will have a bad life with me. At that time, my mother was a housewife, and I couldn't even support myself. How dare I take you with me?" ? I can't let you suffer with me!"
Yan Jiang shook his head, "You will never understand what I want."
What he is afraid of is not suffering, what he is afraid of is becoming an orphan, no one loves him!
He is afraid of being alone!
Yan Jiang asked again: "Following you is a hardship, and walking with an old man with poor eyesight and walking with a cane, will I not suffer?"
Nan Yiyi was speechless when asked by Yan Jiang.
"After all, you still despise me." Yan Jiang knew these things well.
Nan Yiyi blushed with shame.
Yan Jiang suddenly said again: "The night you ran away, I was awake."
Nan Yiyi raised her head in astonishment, and subconsciously said: "Why, I obviously gave you a restful sleep." Realizing how rebellious what she was going to say next was to a mother, Nan Yiyi quickly covered her mouth , I have no face to continue talking.
Yan Jiang laughed mockingly, and asked her, "Sleeping pills?"
Nan Yiyi's face was pale, and she was so frightened that she even shed tears back.
Yan Jiang said, "I saw it."
"What." Nan Yiyi couldn't figure out what Yan Jiang meant, so she asked, "What did you see?"
Yan Jiang said with a blank face, "I saw you hiding in the kitchen and secretly pouring the powder of sleeping pills into my bowl. You took a pair of chopsticks and mixed them evenly."
Nan Yiyi listened in a daze, as if she was stupid.
"I ate that bowl of rice to reassure you. While you were washing the dishes, I turned around and went into the toilet to induce vomiting."
Yan Jiang carefully recalled the scene of that night, because it has been too many years, and Yan Jiang's memory is not very clear.
He slowly said what he remembered.
"That night, I was lying in my room with my eyes closed, listening to you quietly packing up in the next room. I heard you open the door and go to the living room, as if looking through things. I got up, Hiding in the dark room, through a crack in the door, I saw you rummaging through the TV cabinet in the living room looking for passbooks."
Nan Yiyi was stunned.
What Yan Jiang said was exactly the same as what she did that night!
He really saw it!
A child, hiding in the dark and secretly watching his mother pack up her luggage, rummage through her passbook and run away from home, how desperate and how sad and indignant he feels!
Nan Yiyi began to fidget, and had no face to face Yan Jiang again.
"You don't know." Yan Jiang saw Nan Yiyi's appearance like sitting on a needle blanket, and Yan Jiang grinned wickedly, with a bit of a cunning smile, and said, "I hid the passbook .”
Nan Yiyi was a little surprised.
The passbook could not be found that night, Nan Yiyi thought the passbook was put away by her mother-in-law.
It turned out that Yan Jiang did it.
"When my dad ran away, he knew how to throw some money at home. You are worse than him. You want to steal the money."
Talking about those past events, Yan Jiang himself felt that his life experience was miserable, and he could write a novel about suffering.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took one, bit it in his mouth and lit it, and smoked in front of Nan Yiyi.
In the smoke, Yan Jiang's face was extremely beautiful, but it was full of sadness.
He just raised his head slightly, and stared at Nan Yiyi arrogantly in his eyes. There was ridicule, disdain, and contempt in his eyes.
Nan Yiyi felt ashamed in front of Yan Jiang.
She intertwined her hands uneasily, and defended in a low voice, "I don't intend to take all the money away, I just want to take some travel expenses and living expenses."
"Don't lie, you obviously want to steal all your belongings." Yan Jiang knew very well in his heart that a woman who could abandon her son would naturally do the same thing by stealing all the family savings.
Nan Yiyi's voice suddenly raised, "I really don't have that idea!"
"Mom, can you stop deceiving yourself? It's not that difficult to admit that you are a selfish woman." Over the years, Yan Jiang has seen through Nan Yiyi's true colors.
Nan Yiyi still felt unconvinced, she said: "It is indeed my fault to abandon you. But I am not really indifferent to you. When you were in junior high school and high school, I also sent you a few money!"
Sending money to Yan Jiang became a little comfort in Nan Yiyi's heart.
She said, "I still love you, Jiang Jiang!"
Yan Jiang sneered, "Yes, you sent me a total of 50,000 yuan, and it is still buried in the tomb I set up for you." Yan Jiang bit the cigarette butt, stretched out his hands, opened his palms, and compared the thickness, Said: "50,000 yuan is really a lot, about as thick as two pieces of tofu."
Yan Jiang said exaggeratedly: "Really, I have never seen more than 50,000 yuan in my life."
Nan Yiyi was frightened by Yan Jiang's rebellious words.
"Yi, Yiguanzhong?" I don't know if it was because of anger or fear, Nan Yiyi's voice raised a lot, it sounded sharp and harsh. "I'm not dead yet, why are you setting up a tomb for me!"
Yan Jiang sneered.
"In my heart, Yan Rufeng and Nan Yiyi died in 2006. After all, it was a family relationship. How could I not set up a monument for my parents? If I can't find the body, there should be one in the Clothes Grave."
Looking at Nan Yiyi amusedly, Yan Jiang asked her: "Do you think so?"
Hearing these words, Nan Yiyi was terrified.
She was so angry that her neck became thicker. She seemed to be about to curse Yan Jiang, but she didn't know what she was afraid of, so she held it back.
Nan Yiyi drank that cup of tea to calm her heartbeat.
When she opened her mouth again, Nan Yiyi said in that gentle tone again, "Jiang Jiang, if you want to blame, blame your father, he forced me!" Nan Yiyi hated Yan Rufeng even more than Tao Tao Jiang Shui.
All the scapegoats were blamed on Yan Rufeng, that's right.
Yan Jiang didn't make a sound.
Nan Yiyi suddenly laughed, and she said affectionately: "It's not easy for Jiang Jiang to come to Fengcheng, and it's too late. You see, you can stay at my house tonight. Stay a few more days. I haven't seen you in so many years." Seeing you, I also want to accompany you."
Yan Jiang refused straight away: "I booked a room at the hotel."
"Then..." Nan Yiyi glanced at Yan Jiang timidly, seeing that he was still in a calm mood, Nan Yiyi boldly extended an invitation to him: "Well, how about this, can you come to my house for dinner tomorrow?"
"I remember that when Jiang Jiang was a child, he loved to eat the dishes cooked by his mother. Tomorrow, he will ask his mother to cook for you too. You will consider it as my wish fulfilled, will you?"
Nan Yiyi's cautious appearance made it impossible for Yan Jiang to refuse cruelly.
This person is still his mother after all.
She was guilty, but she gave birth to him and raised him for twelve years.
The grace of nurturing cannot be completely ignored.
Furthermore, if it wasn't for Yan Rufeng's shocking behavior that caused Nan Yiyi to stare blankly and feel disheartened, the relationship between their mother and child would not be as ugly as it is now.
"talk later."
Nan Yiyi tacitly accepted Yan Jiang's agreement, and she was immediately elated.
The next morning, Nan Yiyi got up early and went to the seafood market to buy a lot of seafood and chicken feet. When he was a child, Yan Jiang's favorite food was the marinated chicken feet and scrambled eggs with onions made by Nan Yiyi.
Back home, Nan Yiyi took a photo of the chicken feet, sent it to Yan Jiang's text message by MMS, and left a message saying: [Jiang Jiang, don't you like my stewed chicken feet the most? Mom bought a catty of chicken feet , why don't you come over to have a meal at home at noon today?]
She sent another text message, including her home address.
Yan Jiang didn't sleep well all night and woke up early. After receiving Nan Yiyi's text message, he hesitated for a long time, and finally changed his clothes, put on a mask and went to Nan Yiyi's house.
Hearing the doorbell, Nan Yiyi quickly took off her gloves, and ran over to open the door in surprise. Seeing that the person standing outside the door was really Yan Jiang, Nan Yiyi had a sincere and happy smile on her face.
"Jiang Jiang, come in quickly."
Nan Yiyi pulled Yan Jiang into the house, only to find a bunch of beautifully packaged carnations in the corner outside the door.
Nan Yiyi glanced at Yan Jiang.
Yan Jiang's ears were red, and he was changing his shoes with his head down.
Nan Yiyi's heart warmed up, she walked out of the gate, bent down to pick up the carnations on the ground and entered the house. Yan Jiang changed his shoes and looked up, seeing Nan Yiyi holding a bunch of carnations, looking at him with a smile, the expression on his face was very touched.
Yan Jiang explained as if trying to cover up: "I didn't buy that, I don't know who put it at the door."
Nan Yiyi suppressed a smile and nodded, "Well, maybe it's the community property that brings warmth."
Yan Jiang: "."
"Um."
Yan Jiang walked into Nan Yiyi's house and saw that she lived in a three-bedroom house, the house was very clean and there was no trace of a man's life, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Is she not married
Yan Jiang has never investigated Nan Yiyi, and he doesn't know what kind of life she is living now.
When she was in high school, Nan Yiyi wrote letters to Yan Jiang, sent money, and told Yan Jiang her home address. Nan Yiyi had no face to see Yan Jiang again, and told Yan Jiang her home, hoping that Yan Jiang would take the initiative to see her one day.
Yan Jiang stared at the overly clean house, he asked Nan Yiyi in surprise, "Have you not been married all these years?"
Nan Yiyi shook her head, "No."
Yan Jiang asked, "Why don't you get married?"
Nan Yiyi: "It's boring, marriage makes people tired."
Thinking back to that marriage, Nan Yiyi was covered in bruises all over her body, so she never dared to touch marriage lightly again, and Yan Jiang didn't ask these things any more.
After entering the room, Yan Jiang sat on the sofa, Nan Yiyi turned on the TV for him, and graciously brought him a plate of cut fruits.
Everything is fine, be polite, just like entertaining a distinguished guest.
And they are actually a mother and son.
"The meal is ready, I'm going to serve it out now." Nan Yiyi put the food on the table, took off her apron, and waved to Yan Jiang, "Jiang Jiang, come and eat."
Yan Jiang turned off the TV, got up and walked to the restaurant.
Seeing the table full of his favorite dishes, Yan Jiang's eyes burned slightly.
He sat down, and as soon as he picked up the bowl, Nan Yiyi couldn't wait to grab a chicken paw for him. "This is what you like best. I put pepper and chili, try it."
"Well, thank you."
Yan Jiang took a bite of the stewed chicken feet. The spicy, fragrant and soft stewed chicken feet were so delicious that it made people want to cry.
"How is it? Is mother's handicraft okay?" Nan Yiyi asked him expectantly.
Yan Jiang lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice: "I don't remember the taste of the chicken feet I ate before." More than ten years have passed, and the taste buds have long forgotten the deliciousness.
Nan Yiyi's smiling face froze slightly, and it froze on her face.
She sat down in embarrassment, and occasionally glanced at Yan Jiang with a disturbed expression, like a child who said something wrong.
Yan Jiang ate with a dull head, and didn't take the initiative to say anything.
Nan Yiyi couldn't bear to waste every minute and every second she spent with Yan Jiang, so she said again, "I see you are wearing a ring, are you engaged?"
Yan Jiang glanced at the ring on his middle finger, and he hummed, "Engagement."
"Fiancee, is that the female virus expert who was on Weibo hot search with you before? Is it called Song Fei?" Nan Yiyi has been paying attention to Yan Jiang all the time. Last year, some big things happened to Yan Jiang. understood.
Yan Jiang's high-profile pursuit of virus expert Song Fei also caused shock.
Yan Jiang finally raised his head, looked at Nan Yiyi, and asked, "Do you know her?"
Seeing her son mentioning Song Fei, his eyes obviously lit up, Nan Yiyi smiled and said: "How could you not know. The incident between Song Fei and the chairman of Chaoyang Company made a lot of noise last year. Here in Fengcheng, Everyone was talking about it during that time."
"I see."
Nan Yiyi felt that Song Fei's name sounded familiar, she thought about it, and asked Yan Jiang uncertainly: "Song Fei is a girl"
Yan Jiang raised his head and looked at her suspiciously, "What's the matter?" Yan Jiang thought Nan Yiyi was dissatisfied with Song Fei, so his voice turned cold a few degrees.
Seeing Yan Jiang's dislike, Nan Yiyi knew that Yan Jiang had misunderstood.
Nan Yiyi hurriedly explained: "I don't mean anything else, I like the girl you like too. I just want to ask you, is Song Fei the girl who lived next door to our house back then? It's the twin girls, some of them There is a very smart and withdrawn girl? Is it called Song Fei? Hey, is Song Fei the older sister, or the younger sister?"
Yan Jiang's expression softened slightly, before he said, "My sister's name is Song Fei, and my younger sister's name is Song Ci."
"I can't quite tell their names. I remember that you didn't talk much when you were young, but now you're a couple." Nan Yiyi's face was full of squeezed smiles. "When did you fall in love with other girls?"
Yan Jiang blushed, and he said in a muffled voice: "After grandma passed away, my relationship with the neighbor became closer. Song Fei is a very nice person, and she is not withdrawn at all. Back then, she often helped me."
Hearing Yan Jiang's intention of protecting Song Fei, Nan Yiyi smiled ambiguously, and then said: "Then I can rest assured."
After dinner, Nan Yiyi asked Yan Jiang to stay for dinner.
Yan Jiang asked for three days off this time, but he had nothing to do, so he stayed.
He was actually reluctant to leave, even though Nan Yiyi abandoned him back then, he hated her in his heart, but at the same time, he also loved her.
No child can bear to refuse his mother's invitation.
Sitting on the sofa, Nan Yiyi asked about Yan Jiang's current job, "What are you doing now?"
"Being a forensic doctor."
"That's good, I remember that's what you learned in college."
"You know?" Yan Jiang asked.
Nan Yiyi gave an embarrassing hum, and she said, "Of course I know, I also secretly went back to visit you a few times."
"oh."
Yan Jiang's expression was calm, but his heart was very happy.
It turns out that Nan Yiyi still has her own heart.
This realization warmed Yan Jiang's heart a little.
Song Fei knew that Yan Jiang was going to Nan Yiyi's house for dinner today, and she was also concerned about the situation there, so she sent a greeting message to Yan Jiang during the break.
Ah Fei: [How is the progress?]
Yan Jiang glanced at Nan Yiyi who was washing fruit in the kitchen, and told Song Fei: [It's going well, we had lunch and chatted, and she asked me to stay for dinner.]
Song Fei: [Then let's have dinner, it's not easy to meet each other.]
Yan Jiang: [OK.]
Nan Yiyi brought over the washed crystal grapes, and when she saw Yan Jiang looking at the phone with gentle eyes and typing quickly on the screen with her fingers, she knew it in her heart. "I'm chatting with Song Fei."
Yan Jiang put away his phone and hummed.
"I want to sleep for a while." Yan Jiang has recently developed the habit of taking a nap, and a quarter of an hour is enough.
Nan Yiyi said: "There is a guest room in my house, and the bed sheets have been laid. Come, I will take you there."
Nan Yiyi brought Yan Jiang to the guest room.
The sheets are navy blue.
When Yan Jiang was a child, he loved a sea-blue sailing four-piece bed sheet and slept on it for several years. Later, he washed it too many times and changed it when it turned white.
Looking at the dark blue bedding, Yan Jiang's nose felt a little sour.
"I'm asleep, you should rest too."
"good."
After Nan Yiyi left, Yan Jiang lay down on the bed and fell asleep successfully.
After Yan Jiang woke up, he found that Nan Yiyi was not in the living room, so he thought that Nan Yiyi was sleeping in the master bedroom. He turned on the TV, picked out a movie he was interested in and watched it.
Towards the end of the movie, the door is suddenly opened from the outside.
Yan Jiang turned around in astonishment, and was a little surprised to see that it was Nan Yiyi. "You went out?"
Nan Yiyi put down the bream in her hand, and she said, "Yeah, I thought you were going to sleep a little longer, so I went out to buy vegetables."
"I take a nap, usually only for half an hour."
Yan Jiang continued to watch TV, while Nan Yiyi was cooking braised bream in the kitchen.
Smelling the sweet and sour scent, Yan Jiang couldn't help turning around and staring in the direction of the kitchen.
Nan Yiyi is very serious when cooking, she cuts every side dish beautifully, and the dishes are delicate and delicious at first glance.
Yan Jiang looked away, took a grape and threw it into his mouth, thinking: Is this what it feels like to be taken care of by mother
After dinner, Yan Jiang said goodbye and left.
Nan Yiyi was reluctant for him to leave, so she personally sent him downstairs, watched Yan Jiang drive away, and then reluctantly entered the building and went home.
Yan Jiang was not familiar with the surrounding road conditions, and was used to navigating with his mobile phone, so he searched all over his body, but couldn't find his mobile phone.
Realizing that the phone might have been dropped at Nan Yiyi's house, Yan Jiang had no choice but to go back to her house to get it.
Yan Jiang rang the doorbell, and after waiting for a while, Nan Yiyi came to open the door.
Seeing Yan Jiang who had gone and returned, Nan Yiyi had a look of surprise on his face. "Jiang Jiang, why are you back?"
Yan Jiang said: "My mobile phone may have been left at your house, I'll look for it."
"okay."
Yan Jiang looked around on the sofa, but couldn't find it. After thinking about it, he went to the guest bedroom again. He remembered putting his phone on the bedside table before going to bed.
Did it fall to the ground
Yan Jiang knelt on the wooden floor, looked down at the bottom of the bed, and indeed saw his mobile phone. But at the same time, he also saw a pair of AJ men's shoes.
Yan Jiang reached out to pick up the phone, stared at the pair of shoes for a while, then got up and walked out of the room calmly.
Walking out of the room, Yan Jiang stuffed the phone into his pocket.
Seeing his movements, Nan Yiyi asked him, "Where did you drop your phone?"
Yan Jiang said, "Put it under the pillow."
"It's good to find it."
It was already half past eight in the evening, Nan Yiyi invited Yan Jiang to stay overnight, "Jiang Jiang, why don't you stay with mom tonight."
"No." Yan Jiang refused quickly.
Being rejected mercilessly by Yan Jiang, Nan Yiyi was stunned for a moment, her eyes gradually showed disappointment.
She lowered her head dejectedly, and let out a listless oh.
Yan Jiang glanced at her, but turned around and left.
Back in the car, Yan Jiang touched the steering wheel with his fingers, and suddenly sent a WeChat message to a colleague in the bureau who was in charge of intelligence.
Yan Jiang: [Brother Jun, can you help me investigate a person?]
Brother Jun: [Who?]
Yan Jiang: [My mother, Nan Yiyi, lives in Fengcheng now. Mainly investigate her love life and family situation.]
Those AJ men's shoes are the favorite shoes of young boys.
Yan Jiang suspected that Nan Yiyi had lied to him. She was not living alone at all, and there was someone hiding in her home. Knowing that Yan Jiang was coming, she deliberately made preparations in advance, deliberately creating the illusion of living alone.
Why did Nan Yiyi do this
Yan Jiang won't feel at ease if he doesn't investigate clearly.
Brother Jun: [OK, I will give you the result tomorrow.]
Yan Jiang: [Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner later.]
When Yan Jiang returned to the hotel, he first sent a text message to Song Fei, and when he learned that Song Fei was not busy, he called Song Fei for a video call.
Fu Hanshen's lover, Shen Zhiyi, retired some time ago, and is planning to change to a pension job recently. He has nothing to do these days, so he studies some weird things at home.
Song Fei lived in Fu Hanshen's house. She was standing in the kitchen of Fu Hanshen's house, studying steamed cakes with her wife Shen Zhiyi.
Two kitchen idiots wanted to steam a cake, and Fu Hanshen watched in horror.
The phone in her pocket rang. Song Fei washed her hands and connected to Yan Jiang's video.
She went back to the room with her mobile phone, went to the bed, and asked Yan Jiang: "Are you in a bad mood?"
Yan Jiang said, "How did you find out?"
"Feel."
"Yes, I'm in a bad mood."
Song Fei sat up, gave him a serious look, and then asked concerned: "What happened? Did you quarrel with your mother?"
"That's not true. I suspect she has something to hide from me."
"Oh?" Song Fei narrowed her eyes and asked him, "Is the matter big or small?"
"not sure."
"Tell me what's on your mind. I'm not the roundworm in your stomach. I can't figure it out, and I don't like guessing."
Yan Jiang pondered for a moment before telling Song Fei his thoughts.
"I went to her house today and saw that her house was very clean, and there were only women's items in the house. She told me that she was not married and lived alone all these years. Naturally, I have no doubts."
"Well, what then?"
Yan Jiang: "I was sleeping in the guest room at noon. I lost my mobile phone and dropped it under the bed. After I left her house at night, I found out that the mobile phone was lost. I went back to the room to look for the mobile phone, but under the bed, I saw a pair of AJ shoes for men."
Song Fei narrowed her eyes coldly.
"There is a man in her family, and he is still a young man." Song Fei sneered and said, "Nine out of ten are her sons."
Yan Jiang's eyebrows twitched. "how do you say?"
"Boys who like AJ shoes are rarely middle-aged and elderly, and most likely they are young boys. Your mother probably won't raise a little boy, so that person is probably her child."
Seeing Yan Jiang frowning, looking sad and sad about being deceived, Song Fei couldn't bear it, so she said, "Wait for me to check."
"good."
Now is the Internet society, a person's social relationship can be easily investigated through the Internet.
Song Fei first broke into Nan Yiyi's home computer, and found that the browsing content on her fixed desktop computer was only the content that boys are interested in. Such as the same Internet celebrities, luxury cars, AJ shoes after plastic surgery, Maria Ozawa.
Song Fei looked at that person's photo album again, and found many photos in the photo album, and Nan Yiyi also appeared in the photos.
One of the photos was the boy's elementary school graduation photo. Nan Yiyi was dressed nicely and was hugged by the boy. The two looked alike, and they were mother and child.
Nan Yiyi has a son who is not young.
Real hammer!
"Found it." Song Fei said, copying those photos and sending them to Yan Jiang.
Yan Jiang opened the chat box and saw the photo sent by Song Fei.
Seeing that young boy, Yan Jiang was sure that he was Nan Yiyi's child, because they looked like mother and child.
Yan Jiang narrowed his eyes.
Nan Yiyi lied.
She may not be married, but she has a son.
My son is still young and already in junior high school.
Why did Nan Yiyi hide the existence of that son from herself
Is it because you are afraid that you will be jealous if you find out? Will be angry
Yan Jiang always felt that things were not that simple.
"Can you find out the boy's identity for me?"
Song Fei began to talk about the conditions: Yan Jiang is usually very obedient, and she will follow her lead, Song Fei told him to go east and Yan Jiang would not dare to go west.
But in bed, Yan Jiang was unreasonable.
Yan Jiang froze for a moment before compromising, "Just once."
Song Fei: "Hmph!"
Song Fei started to search for information, and she didn't know what she found. At first, her brows were flat, but gradually, she frowned, with a serious expression.
at last-
"grass!"
Song Fei scolded angrily: "A woman with a heart of snakes and scorpions is disgusting to death!"
Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.
Even if it was his mother who was scolded for being vicious, Yan Jiang was not angry.
Looking at Song Fei's angry appearance, he felt that Song Fei was really cute, like a little puffer fish.
"What did you find?"
Song Fei took a deep breath and issued an order to Yan Jiang: "Immediately set off to look back at Dongcheng, and stay away from that stupid woman Nan Yiyi in the future. If you dare to soften your heart to her again, I will beat you."
After a pause, Song Fei added, "Pick it with a belt."
Yan Jiang swallowed silently, and then asked her: "What did you find out?"
"Your mother is indeed not married." Song Fei said.
Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows, thinking that Song Fei's next words might be surprising.
Song Fei did not disappoint, she said: "But she is a threesome, and secretly gave birth to a son for that man. The shopping mall under your mother's name is the property that man compensated for their mother and child."
Yan Jiang: "."
She never expected that Nan Yiyi's status as a strong woman was achieved by crawling on the bed.
Yan Jiang felt a little uncomfortable.
No child can accept such a contemptuous woman who has lost her three views of morality.
Today, Yan Jiang was indeed moved by Nan Yiyi's sugar-coated strategy.
However, maybe it was because she had lost expectations of Nan Yiyi long ago and realized her true selfishness and indifference. After hearing what Song Fei said, Yan Jiang was only a little surprised, surprised, but had no other feelings.
And his resurgent heart towards Nan Yiyi also calmed down again.
"Is there anything else?" Just like this, Song Fei won't be so angry, but eat melons curiously.
Song Fei sneered, "Her son is quite smart, with good grades and good looks. But Huiji will be hurt. Your brother was diagnosed with leukemia last year. And you."
Song Fei's eyes were particularly cold, and she said: "I went to check the hospital where your brother is, and found all the examination report files your brother had done. I found a bone marrow matching table"
Yan Jiang narrowed his eyes, vaguely guessing the next development.
Sure enough, Song Fei said: "Your bone marrow is very consistent with your younger brother. Nan Yiyi is so aggressive that she wants to use your bone marrow to save your younger brother!"
"Damn it!" Song Fei was furious, and said cursingly: "It's really not a thing. I abandoned you back then, and still have the face to beat your bone marrow! You are really thick-skinned."
Song Fei was so angry that she directly turned off the computer, glared at Yan Jiang angrily, and ordered him: "Hurry up and go back to Wangdong City overnight!"
After Yan Jiang was briefly absent-minded, he was brought back to his senses by Song Fei's scolding.
Looking at Song Fei who was filled with righteous indignation, he suddenly raised his lips, and said emotionally: "Only you treat me well, and you really have no purpose."
Song Fei: "Don't, I also have impure motives."
Yan Jiang was stunned, and asked her, "What are you planning?"
Song Fei stared at Yan Jiang's face and the sexy and provocative collarbone looming under the shirt. She fell on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and sighed: "I love your handsome face and charming body."
Yan Jiang froze for a moment, then smiled.
After Song Fei said that, she felt that she was so coquettish, and she was ashamed to continue chatting with Yan Jiang, so she hung up the video.
The smile on Yan Jiang's mouth quickly disappeared.
Want his bone marrow
Yan Jiang sneered.
Not to mention the bone marrow, even the dandruff in his hair, Nan Yiyi won't give a piece of it!
(end of this chapter)