The Bourne Ultimatum

Chapter 26: Love and friendship

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When I saw the lavish nailed scarlet door of Qiao's mansion, a little passion surged into Qiao, who claimed to be a prodigal son, and shouted with wide arms: "I'm back, Qiao is back. Now, why didn’t you see anyone come out to welcome you!"

As he shouted, the closed door opened with a "squeak", and the housekeeper, Old Hantou, also followed Qiao and shouted: "Master Qiao, the younger one is here to welcome you." The time has never been big or small.

Qiao rushed up to give him a strong hug, but immediately pushed him away and said, "Be careful to call the lice on me, go quickly." Rushing into the patio, they shouted again with their hands together, "Home Is there anyone alive? Where did you die after two months of absence?"

Many servants came out from all corners, all happily hurriedly bowed, and said one after another: "Good son Qiao, I haven't seen him for many days, son Qiao has become more and more handsome."

Qiao Mou laughed and said: "A bunch of flatterers, black and skinny, what's so handsome. Then flattering casually, deduct your salary."

"Oh, hello!" With a scream, Aunt Qiao's plump body shook over the hallway: "My dear son, dear baby, where are these two months dead? I almost cried and blinded you. ."

"You slow down," Qiao held his mother with both hands for fear that she would fall. "How much silver did you win in these two months?"

"This first month, just right" Suddenly realized that her son was playing with her, Aunt Qiao hit him on the back of his hand. "Whoever plays cards is too late to cry."

Master Qiao's second and third wives showed their faces, and one said: "I have come out with calluses on my hands. I haven't acknowledged it yet, and no one will snatch it from you."

The other said: "Son, take a good look at your mom's peachy eyes. The beauty salon in the sky has made the tip of my brother's fingertips feel a little red and swollen?"

Aunt Qiao grabbed her son to lead them, and said: "Son, listen carefully. When you are in front of you, the two fairies keep hurting your mother. There is still some ugly thing on the back. , You have to comment on your mother."

These three mothers, although secretly intrigues are inevitable, Mingli laughed and joked. When Master Qiao married the third house, he clearly stipulated that he could make money in front of him, but he would spend it hard for them. If the backyard caught fire, the three people would bear the responsibility of sitting even and none of them would be able to run away.

Therefore, in this family, when Qiao was a child, there has never been an incident that led to fire fighting due to vinegar and contention. His unruly personality is also closely related to the harmonious atmosphere in the house.

"Hey, all of you are using my baby son as a black and white impermanence? It's not like that, he is now a government member, all out of the way, let me, the old man, take a look." Suddenly there was a sound from Joe at the entrance With the loud voice of the master, the three mothers here hurriedly hugged Qiao to greet him.

Why did Master Qiao talk about his son becoming a member of the government? Several times when Qiao had dated Yan'er, the driver Huang rushed to ask him to understand that he hadn't spent the last few days worrying that he would be infected with the disease by picking up the flowers outside, so he must tell him his whereabouts. In desperation, Qiao had no choice but to slander, saying that he had entered the government's cadre training class and that he would be able to contribute to the war of resistance in the future.

Old Huang believed it, and Master Qiao naturally believed it, so now he looked at his son up and down, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, although it's darker and thinner, but the complexion on his face is correct. Many, like someone doing big things. You, you, and you all follow me to the study one by one, and I have to try your sons carefully." He never talked to the three mothers and said that he was the son of his son, one by one. The bowl of water is flat enough.

The three mothers, one old man, and one child entered Master Qiao’s study and sat down in priority order. Master Qiao looked at his son and asked in a low voice: "You called home a while ago. Your second mother picked it up. She You said you want me to bring a few more bodyguards with me. Is there such a thing?"

The child said: "Yes, I am going home today for this."

The complexion changed, and the three mothers said in unison: "Why?"

Fearing to startle them, Qiao said pretendingly and lightly: "In fact, it's nothing. I accidentally formed a beam with the Taoist people. I was afraid that they would disturb the mansion. So let the master and the three mothers be alert. Son. Has anyone been waiting for you to dangle recently?"

Seeing them shook their heads violently, Qiao Mou's heart was half down. It's not time yet. He glanced at his watch, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and hurriedly got up and said: "Since you are all right, I am okay, everyone talks slowly." After all, he couldn't care about the babbling behind him, and the soles of his feet were greasy. Out of the study.

The setting sun slowly slanted to the west, the most charming red halo, setting off the incomparable beauty of the beautiful girl Yana. But at this moment, walking on the campus path, she lightly frowned her eyebrows and slightly pursed her lips, with a preoccupied look.

Suddenly, not far from the front, a light cough awakened her lips slightly opened, her eyelids blinked a few times, and one foot had already stepped out sharply, but then suddenly retracted, turning around lightly. I gave her a slender back to the person who made her suffer from insomnia for so many nights.

It's the man who can't stand this the most. Qiao hurriedly ran up, walked around from behind her, and accompanied her with a smile: "Good Yaner, it's a crime, but it's not all my fault. That day. When I went back at night, I was arrested. I was locked up for three days in confinement, and I was released after I wrote down a letter of guarantee. I couldn’t help it. If I got arrested, I was either expelled or sentenced to three months’ imprisonment. ."

Twisting the tip of the braid with her fingertips, Yan'er glanced at him tenderly and said: "Then you always have a chance to make a phone call, aren't you good at this? For so many days, people have been in trouble. Down."

It seemed that Ling Jianfei had to be sold, and Qiao said, "Do you know who the class teacher sends to monitor me Jianfei. He stared at me tightly, and even pooped and peeed tightly, for fear that I would come to see you again."

Immediately gave him a round-eyed eye, and Yan'er groaned: "Did you tell him about seeing me?"

Immediately pretending to be a bitter face, Qiao said, "Do you still use me to speak? Jianfei can guess it with his heels. It's not for you, can I fight like that? There is no second person in the world."

Coaxing Yan'er to turn her anger into joy, with a little water in her eyes. Whenever a woman has the color of water in her eyes, I really congratulate this person.

Suddenly, there was a soft cough from somewhere, Qiao and Yan'er turned their eyes, and ten steps away, Ling Jianfei was looking here with astringent eyes.

Yan'er was so surprised that she hurriedly covered her mouth and asked Qiao, "Could he hear what we said?"

Qiao Mou laughed at her and said: "Are you scared? Think about what kind of love you said to me, so I'll be round in front of him later!"

Yan'er wanted to make a small mouth to him, but she was afraid that Ling Jianfei would see it, which hurt his heart even more.

Taking turns to look at them, Ling Jian flew away, but suddenly sighed and said, "Why am I always slow?"

Qiao Mou laughed and said, "That can't blame me. This should be your first home. Why should I be the first to go there? You have to reflect on it."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Yan'er seemed to understand, and she unconsciously leaned against Qiao. Girls are most avoid being ignored, especially pretty girls.

Ling Jianfei said sadly: "Dao is predestined but not predestined. I'm talking about it. Yan'er, I just want to clarify one fact. You have to tell me the truth."

Yan'er blinked and nodded, feeling a little sour in her heart.

"When you were still at school three months ago, did Qiao and I have the same weight in your heart?" Ling Jianfei's slightly sad eyes pierced Yan'er's deep eyes.

Dropping her head deeply, Yan'er's teeth bit her lower lip, tears welled up in her eyes, and she nodded silently.

With a sigh of relief, Ling Jianfei said to her: "Farewell, I made you embarrassed. Beware that Binwa wants to scold me again."

Yan'er raised her head, blinked tears, and said sincerely: "It's such a sword flying. Three months ago, I was really in a dilemma between you and Qiao. You are all excellent men. There are strengths, it’s hard to choose. I’m sorry Jian Fei, but during this time, my heart and my emotions slowly began to lean towards Binwa. I don’t know why, maybe he knows girls better than you You’re thinking of it, girls especially need boys’ care, that’s all, I can’t think of anything else. So I couldn’t help holding his hand that day. Jianfei, I’m really sorry!"

Having said that, Yaner couldn't help crying anymore. Ling Jianfei sounded uncomfortable, and made a slap in the face of Qiao. Qiao then hugged Yan'er into his arms in front of him, and softly comforted: "Well, it's okay, Jianfei didn't blame you."

Yan'er raised her pink fist and beat him on the chest, whimpering and humming: "It's you, I blame you."

Qiao Mou smiled and said: "Okay, it's all my fault, blame me for not letting you hold my hand that day."

Yan'er's little feet were stomping on the ground more and more, but her little crimson face pierced Qiaomou's arms more deeply.

At this time, Ling Jianfei showed a slight smile on his face, and said to Qiao: "Yan'er's life's happiness is up to you. In the morning, I went home and had a good meal with my mother and the whole family. , Now I see Yan'er again, there will be no regrets going there."

After releasing Yan'er, Qiao approached Ling Jianfei and asked, "You mean to report tomorrow? You are not in a hurry for revenge. You should accompany your mother more in these two days."

Ling Jianfei replied with the most fashionable words at the time: "A good man aims to protect his home and the country. I can't stay for a day. But I regret that I can't go to the front line in person. That's how it came."

Qiao Mou patted his shoulder and encouraged him, "Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. Moreover, we don’t lack the opportunity to stab the little devil. If we have enough energy, I will kill more for you." A few little Japan."

As soon as Ling Jianfei grasped his hand, he shook it vigorously and said, "That's OK, it's much more than watching who kills."

Giving him a hand, the two brothers hugged each other tightly.