"Su Wen has a tattoo on his lower back, which is the family emblem of the Su family in Xitang."
Oh, people from the Su family.
At the end of the month, Su Wen went to Xitang. He was supposed to go to see Yuwen and listen to the game. The air ticket to fly abroad was booked. Su Jin said that he was ill and could not get up from the lingering sick bed, so Su Wen had to rush back overnight.
The Su family is all there, old and young.
"Fourth, you're back."
The one who spoke was Su Bingxian, the second child of the Su family. He was about fifty years old, and he was several rounds older than Su Wen. He was old enough to be his father, and he was even more servile.
The juniors below, all older than Su Wen, lowered their heads and called fourth uncle, one by one more cautious.
Everyone in the Su family is afraid of Su Wen, and the old man also said that except for the fourth child who is the master, the rest are all part-time workers. Can you not be afraid? Getting kicked out was something that Su asked a word about.
The main house of the Su family is the ancestral property left by the old landlord. The decoration is antique. The whole family is standing. Only Su Wen sits at the head. The servants serve a cup of Dahongpao. He holds it up, takes a sip, and throws it away. Saying 'too thick', the servants immediately retreated tremblingly and re-infused.
Putting down the teacup, Su Wen lazily read: "Su Biqing."
Su Fu stepped forward, lowered his head, and called respectfully, "Fourth Uncle."
He raised his eyelashes, glanced at him, expressionless: "Go to the ancestral hall and kneel."
She didn't move.
Su Wen changed his posture and sat with his hands resting on the back of the chair, with a leisurely attitude, but his tone was compelling: "Don't listen?"
Su Fu remained silent, and her father Su Bingye stepped forward for her: "Fourth—"
Su Wen didn't bother to listen: "Kneel until you pass out." Without even looking at his elder brother, he waved and called the old housekeeper over, and ordered, "When you fall down, throw him out of the gate of Su's house." .”
The old butler repeatedly said yes.
Su Bingye was humiliated and couldn't hold back his face, his face turned blue and white: "Fourth, what do you mean?"
The servant brought the freshly brewed tea, and offered a cup tremblingly.
Su Wen took a sip, didn't say anything, and was asked to retreat, put down the teacup, still playing with the tea lid in his hand, and said casually, "My Su family doesn't harbor fugitives, no Call the police, it's time for you father and daughter to burn incense and worship Buddha."
Su Bingye was choked up in his throat.
The room was full of people, old and young, and no one dared to make a sound.
"Boom."
The tea cover was casually thrown aside by Su Wen. He raised his hand, and the servant immediately handed him a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and stepped on the chair with one leg. He was like an ancestor: "Today I will talk to you. Put it here, I don't care about troubles, don't let me know if you have the ability, I don't care about you, it doesn't mean you can do anything wrong." After a pause, he raised his eyelids and glanced over, "Understood?"
The ending sound went up, the tone was arrogant and dangerous.
Su Wen grew up like this, the old man is used to letting the other three sons and some grandchildren of the family ride as horses for him, born of a father, the treatment is very different.
When Su Wen walked away, the second son of the Su family dared to express his anger: "Hmph, he really thinks the entire Su family belongs to him!"
The youngest Su Bingwen reminded in a low voice: "Be careful what you say, he is the treasure of the old man."
The old housekeeper came over and invited the eldest lady to the ancestral hall.
Su Fu clenched his hands, his nails tore through his palms, Su Bingye only said one word to her, endure.
The east chamber of the backyard is the residence of the old man. As soon as you enter the door, there is a copper furnace in the front of the lobby. There is a portrait hanging on the copper furnace. Riding clothes, heroic.
The woman in the painting is Su Wen's mother, Xiao Tong.
Xiao Tong was fascinated by the scholarly family. Thirty years ago, Su Jin fell in love with him, and he insisted on taking him into the mountains by force. When Su Jin was young, there were a lot of women. Only then did he fall completely, and from then on, he closed the door and loved his wife, but Xiao Tong was blessed, gave birth to a son, died after giving birth, and only lived to be twenty-five years old. After that, Su Jin ate fast and recited Buddhism, and ignored worldly affairs.
In addition to Sujin's East Wing, there is also the ancestral hall, where Xiao Tong's portrait is hung. Everyone in the Su family, on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, would bathe, burn incense and bow down.
As soon as Su Jin heard the footsteps outside the house, he knew who was coming, dropped the prayer beads and ran out: "Ask, you are here."
Except for Su Wen, no one is allowed to intrude into the East Chamber.
Su Jin was very happy, smiling like a flower: "I'm so happy that you are here."
The old man had white hair and a childlike face, and his body was very strong. The older he got, the more he looked like a child. Of course, it was just that he was so out of tune in front of Su Wen.
Su Wen looked him up and down: "Didn't you say that you were sick?" The lungs were coughing up on the phone, saying that it was a lingering illness, and it would not be long.
Su Jin didn't blush, but kept his eyes open and said nonsense: "Yeah, I miss my son, lovesickness, as soon as I see you, I will be cured immediately."
Su asked: "..."
The old man!
Su Jin slid a match and lit a stick of incense, and pulled his beloved son to the portrait: "Just ask, put a stick of incense for your mother."
Su Wen took the incense and bowed three times.
Su Jin looked at his beloved wife in the portrait, and then at his beloved son, feeling very emotional: "Tongtong, look at our son, does he look more and more handsome? Fortunately, he looks like you. How beautiful." As he spoke, Su Jin pulled up a chair and sat in front of the portrait, "Tongtong, you haven't seen our future daughter-in-law yet, she is also very handsome, and our grandson will definitely follow her in the future." You, too, are a great beauty..."
Twenty or thirty years of farewell is like yesterday.
Su Jin has loved the woman in the painting all his life, but it seems that in the blink of an eye, he misses him as before. However, the wife in the painting is still as beautiful as a flower, but he has gray hair all over his head.
Not long after the great cold, it was almost the end of the new year, and the weather began to warm up. Jiang Jiusheng raised a pot of winter plums, and three or four flowers bloomed. Bomei had never seen it before. He screamed at the winter plums every day, and was so happy.
It's a pity that Bomei won't be able to see her in the future.
"Shi Jin." Jiang Jiusheng pulled his sleeve from behind.
Shi Jin bent over and was tidying up Bomei's kennel. He put down the things in his hands, put Jiang Jiusheng back on the hanging chair, and said, "No."
Jiang Jiusheng grabbed his wrist: "Shi Jin."
The voice softened, a bit coquettish.
If she had used such a tone in the past, Shi Jin would have obeyed her in everything, but this time it was useless: "Be good." He patted her on the head and coaxed her softly, "If you miss it, you can Go to Xu's house to see it."
Yes, Shi Jin wanted to send Bomei away, even the dogs and litters, all of them were sent away, and not a single toy was left behind. This posture gave Bomei the illusion that it was going to be abandoned. Note, it wasn't foster care, it was! throw! abandoned!
It blinked its eyes pitifully: "Wow~"
Jiang Jiusheng softened his heart: "Bomei has been vaccinated and dewormed on time, so it won't matter."
The reason why pregnant women cannot keep pets is because pets may contain pathogens such as toxoplasma gondii. If infected, it will cause miscarriage or fetal malformation. Doctors do not recommend keeping pets, but it is not absolute. As long as pets can be regularly dewormed and If you get vaccinated, the chances of being infected with Toxoplasma gondii are very small.
Shi Jin still disagreed: "Everything has a contingency, so we have to stop it from the source."
"Wang~"
Xu Bomei opened her watery eyes and looked at her mother.
Jiang Jiusheng couldn't bear it: "Can't I send it to Jinyu?"
"No." Shi Jin insisted, with a strong tone, "Bomei is attached to you, so I don't feel at ease if you don't stay away from foster care."
She can't help it.
"Wang~"
"Wang~"
Hiromi sniffed pitifully, and stretched out her little claws to grab her mother's trouser legs.
The dog doesn't want to go.
Gouzi hates his mother.
"Wang~"
Shi Jin lowered his head and took a glance: "Get away from me."
Dogs don't go! Swear to die!
Shi Jin grabbed it by the neck and threw it two meters away.
Xu Bomei rolled around on the ground, trying to get up, but seeing Shi Jin's father's devastated eyes, it didn't dare to move, and lay on the ground with its dead body.
"Wow..."
It's so pitiful, it's almost crying.
Little cabbage, yellow in the ground, lost his father at the age of three, lost his mother at the age of four...
It quickly hugged its fat body tightly, rolled into a ball, and mourned quietly, watching Shi Jin's father pack all its dog food and milk powder, it was trembling with sadness.
That small sample, how pitiful it is.
Jiang Jiusheng couldn't bear to watch anymore, went to drink a cup of peach yogurt to calm down, just opened the refrigerator—
"It's too cold, you can't drink it." Shi Jin closed the refrigerator door, "I'll make milk powder for you."
"..."
Xu Bomei lost her balance. Shi Jin's father wasn't just a tyrant to him. For example, his mother drank two cups of imported milk powder for pregnant women every day. It didn't taste good at all. Just look at his mother's expression. .
snort! Time tyrant!
"Sister, brother-in-law."
Just as Jiang Jinyu reached the porch, Bomei Saiyazi ran over and circled around him.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
uncle! Elope with the dog!
Shi Jin hugged the packed box to Jiang Jinyu: "Send it away immediately."
He answered: "Oh."
Then, he squatted down and arranged the items in the box from largest to smallest, and finally lifted the Pomeranian and placed it on the far left of the packing box because it was bigger than the toy.
The dog felt like the sky was falling: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"
The culprit cast a cold look at it, then sat back on the hanging chair as if nothing had happened, hugged his wife and asked, "What do you want for lunch?"
Xu Bomei waved his paw: "Wow!" Mom!
Waving again: "Wow!" Mom saved the dog!
Before Jiang Jiusheng could answer, Shi Jin asked again: "How about eating dog meat?"
"..."
The dog who was shaking the mountain hoarsely one second, was as quiet as a chicken the next second, shivering in the box, and never dared to say a word again.
Jiang Jinyu carried the dog away with the box, and the dog turned his head reluctantly...
Snapped!
The door was slammed shut by Shi Jin, causing a gust of wind.
Xu Bomei: "..."
This feeling of being kicked out is not enough to experience the misery of fate.
There was one less noisy dog, the whole house became quiet, and the balcony was spacious. Shi Jin was in a good mood, with the corners of his mouth raised, he threw a dog bone toy on the ground into the trash can, washed his hands and sprayed it with disinfectant Shui went to hug Jiang Jiusheng: "What do you want to eat?"
Jiang Jiusheng thought for a while: "Spicy."
Maybe because of pregnancy, her taste is not the same as before.
Shi Jin said: "You can only eat a little bit, and pregnant women should avoid it."
"good."
It was still early, Shi Jin hugged her and sat in the hanging basket chair, pecking and kissing behind her ear, with a brisk tone: "Sour girl, Sheng Sheng," he touched her belly, "there may be It's a daughter."
The month is young, the pregnancy has not yet shown, the lower abdomen is flat, naturally nothing can be felt, but Shi Jin has recently developed a habit, always likes to touch her belly, and when the interest comes, he takes off his clothes and kisses her.
She lazily leaned against Shi Jin: "No."
He rubbed her belly through the sweater, once and for all, as if he couldn't put it down: "When the month comes, I'll ask Director Zhou."
It takes at least three months to know the sex of the baby.
Jiang Jiusheng looked at him: "Why do you need to know in advance?"
Shi Jin said, "Make plans early."
If it's a girl, stay a little longer, if it's a boy... send it to Xu's house as soon as possible, otherwise she will be reluctant to bear it later.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't quite understand: "What are your plans?"
Shi Jin didn't continue this topic. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, and let her go when she was out of breath: "Shengsheng, I'm most worried about you." With one arm around her waist, it was more than enough, Shi Jin said , "Your waist is too thin."
He had never seen that woman's waist thinner than that of his family's Shengsheng. When she was in love, she could pinch her waist tightly with both hands, so thin that he didn't dare to use force for fear of breaking it.
"Is it bad for the child?" Jiang Jiusheng raised his head, his nose just reached his chin, and when he spoke, his breath wrapped around his Adam's apple, brushing gently like a feather, tickling.
Shi Jin moved forward a little bit, and sent himself so that her lips could be reached, cool and soft, he was kissed very comfortably, and his Adam's apple rolled.
"With a small pelvis, the chance of dystocia is much higher."
Jiang Jiusheng thought about it for a while: "It's okay to have a laparotomy."
The sunlight that fell in Shi Jin's eyes suddenly went dark: "When I think of using a knife on you, I'm terribly afraid."
Worrying too much, he worried too early.
Downstairs, Jiang Jinyu had just left the gate of the community with his suitcase in his arms when someone called him from the opposite car.
"Jin Yu."
Chu Ge got out of the car, and he didn't know when he came.
Jiang Jinyu was stunned holding a big box.
Dog in the box: "Wow."
He came back to his senses and glanced at the people in the car. He had seen both King and Yan, but there was no one else. He asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Chu Ge was depressed, and his palm-sized round face was wrinkled: "I'm going back to Xisu Town, the plane in the afternoon."
After Jiang Jinyu listened, he was silent for a while, and said, "Have a good trip."
Xu Bomei: "Wang."
This Pomeranian was very enthusiastic, and he seemed even more indifferent to the young man, his expression remained unchanged, and he didn't seem to be moved at all. He seemed to be like this all the time, with no emotions or joys and few words.
Chu Ge was a little sad: "Don't you have anything else to tell me?"
He had a quiet expression, neither happy nor angry, and he didn't say a word.
Chu Ge was listless, and mumbled weakly: "But I have a lot to tell you."
Then, she stopped talking.
Jiang Jinyu was silent, waiting for her to speak.
Because her mother was not around, no one braided her hair, so she wore her hair and covered half of her face. She was not as lively as usual, and her face was pale, and her black and thick hair made her face look fair: I told you a lot of things."
She clutched the strap of her crossbody bag in her palm, and she spoke in a soft voice, like talking to herself.
"I'm afraid I won't have enough time if I finish everything."
Frowning, she said, "I'm afraid you won't remember."
"I'll just tell you one thing."
This time, there was a long pause.
She lowered her head, raised her head to look at the young man, and immediately lowered her head again, with a small voice, muttering, "It's not good to fall in love early, don't fall in love early."
She raised her head, took another quick look, and found that the boy was looking at him, his eyes were full of sunshine, she couldn't move away anymore, and looked towards him.
"I remembered another very important thing," she said.
She said solemnly: "Teacher-student relationship is not good either, you should stop accepting love letters from female students."
The morning sun, coming from the east, made the shadows on the ground very long. The boy stood upright, looking at the girl silently, with traces of bewilderment in his eyes.
She intertwined her fingers, frowned uncomfortably for a long time, pursed her lips, and suddenly took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, and imprinted her bright red lips on the side of the boy's face.
"Boom!"
The box fell to the floor, and dog toys and dog food rolled all over the floor.
Xu Bomei crawled out of the box: "Wow!"
The boy's pitch-black pupils suddenly broke into a round face, and then continued to enlarge until it occupied his entire gaze. He raised his hand stiffly, only catching a gust of wind.
She bounced away, backed away with a blushing face, and then ran away, shouting as she ran, "I will definitely be back!"
"Wow!"
Xu Bomei chased after her, with a fierce expression on her face!
Uncle who bullies Gouzi, if you don't want to be cowardly, just do it!
"Wang—"
The car door opened suddenly, and a big man with a scar on his face came down. Xu Bomei was suddenly as quiet as a chicken, and said, "Wow~" silently retracted into the box.
King helped Chu Ge open the car door, and she looked back for a long time before getting into the car.
In the rearview mirror, the boy stood in place, motionless, with a white fluffy dog squatting by his feet, barking non-stop towards the car going away.
"Wang."
Jiang Jinyu squatted down, pursed his lips, and picked up the things on the ground back into the box one by one.
Xu Bomei: "Wow!" Wrong, wrong, the big one is in the front, and the small one is behind, "Wow!"
The light came from behind and landed on the boy, his ears turned red little by little, and the dog toys in the box were arranged in a mess and out of order.
Chu Ge was on the plane at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Tan Mobao went to give her off. The parting gift was a hat, Tan Mobao's favorite pink fisherman hat recently.
Chu Ge touched the hat on his head, and reluctantly took Tan Mobao's hand: "I will miss you, Wangcai."
Tan·Wangcai·Mo Bao patted her on the shoulder, and said in the tone of a person who came here: "There is always a banquet in the world." Sighing, he hugged the girl, "If you miss me, come to my live broadcast room, and we will fly together."
Chu Ge nodded vigorously.
Then, the two talked with each other for a few minutes, and finally, Tan Mobao took out a large plastic box containing bubble gum from his backpack, which was filled with sand and filled with about twenty eggs. Pass it to King: "This is a native egg, very nutritious, don't give it to others, eat it yourself."
She will never forget the raw egg King gave her.
King took it with both hands, and nodded solemnly. He was originally fierce, with a heavy expression on his face, which was a bit scary. Passengers coming and going would automatically avoid it.
"Go." Tan Mobao turned his head first, and waved his hands to the back, "Take care."
Chu Ge and King left.
Tan Mobao squatted on the main road outside the airport, looked at the blue sky and white clouds and the planes flying farther and farther for a few minutes, then touched his bald head and got up.
Suddenly, a person appeared from behind and called her, "Second Miss."
Tan Mobao looked wary: "I don't know you well, so don't bark."
She knew this person very well. He had been Tan Xiyao's secretary for several years. His name was Zhou Yue.
Zhou Yue said: "The chairman has suffered a stroke."
She was really stunned, and her eyes were blank for more than ten seconds, then she came back to her senses, managed her expression well, and said expressionlessly: "Then go to the doctor."
"The doctor said it wasn't very good."
Tan Mobao fell silent.
Zhou Yue's face became more and more solemn: "After the eldest lady passed away, the chairman made a will, and all the shares of Tan's Pharmaceuticals held under his name will be inherited by you, second lady. Now the company is in chaos, and several major shareholders take advantage of it The chairman is seriously ill and has done a lot of things behind his back."
Tan Mobao understood his reason for coming, and put away his silly expression: "Then what's the use of you coming to me? Even if those shares are given to me, do you think I can hold it as an internet anchor?"
Zhou Yue stopped talking.
"Secretary Zhou, my dad didn't tell you, what did I study in college?" Tan Mobao told him considerately, "A major in funerals."
"..."
"It's to do things for people after death."
"..."
For several days in a row, a lot of lawyers came to Tan Mobao. After all, it was all money. The general meaning was that Tan Xiyao might not be able to do it. There was no one to inherit the Wanguan family wealth. Let her turn around and inherit the property quickly. Tan Shi.
In the third week of hospitalization, Tan Xiyao regained consciousness. He suffered from severe stroke sequelae, his mouth was slanted and his eyes slanted, and he couldn't speak well. When he saw Tan Mobao, his eyelids trembled: "Mo, Mo, Mo..."
After muttering for a long time, she still didn't call out her name.
Tan Mobao glanced at the cold-faced Ms. Yang, then ignored her, and walked to the hospital bed: "Stop talking." She cut to the point, "I'm here to make it clear to you that I don't have business acumen, and it's okay to talk about family with you." It's okay, don't point at me, make plans early."