Yuxiang

Jiang Heping sat behind the desk, with no expression of joy or anger on his face. He didn't look at Murong Xianxian, but focused on an old photo frame placed on the table. Inside was a family photo, and the seven people on it were all smiling. I am very happy, now the people on it have all branched out, but the daughter he loves the most has left him forever.

Murong Xianxian was also looking at the old man, the old man's complexion was much better than a few days ago, probably grandma had already given him Mu Jing Dan, and his body was changing for the better, but there was one thing Murong Xianxian didn't understand, Although the whole family extended a warm welcome after she came to Jiang's house, Jiang Heping was no exception, but the strange thing is that he seemed to try his best to avoid meeting Murong Xianxian, and he seldom spoke.

Is the old man still venting his anger on his mother?

No! Whether it is from the attitude of the old man or the old lady towards Xiao Xiao, it should be in the past tense. Why are they so weird when facing themselves?

"You, have you decided not to stay?" Jiang Heping's voice was a little hoarse.

"Yes." Murong Xianxian replied concisely.

"reason."

"There is my mother's grave, there is my promise to Master, there are my dreams and friends."

Murong Xianxian paused for a moment, then continued softly: "There, there is me and Xiaoxiaojia."

"Don't you want to treat minor illnesses? The medical rehabilitation conditions in the United States are much better than those in China." Jiang Heping's eyelids were drooping, and he couldn't see his expression.

"I think. The purpose of my apprenticeship with master is to treat minor illnesses. These years have made great progress. This time I came to the United States, mainly to see you and grandma. This is also my mother's wish. The second is to see the United States. The rehabilitation institution, ask them to do a comprehensive inspection for Xiaoxiao. It would be even better if they can order a comprehensive rehabilitation plan."

"Wouldn't it be better to stay in America?" Jiang Heping's gray eyebrows slightly frowned.

"There are Chinatowns and Chinese people in the United States, but it is not China after all. It is small and simple. I don't want to confuse him. I also want him to grow up in a Chinese way." Murong Xianxian replied.

Jiang Heping was silent for a long time before opening his mouth and saying, "I see."

The old man's eyes were completely closed, and he seemed to be asleep.

Murong Xianxian stayed there for a while, and found that the old man seemed to be really asleep, so she tiptoed out of the study... Just as she turned to go out, two muddy tears dripped from the corners of Jiang Heping's eyes.

Everyone in the living room was still talking, after seeing the study door open.They all looked over at the same time.Jiang Caijing came over and nudged her: "Xianxian, Grandpa didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"What nonsense?"

Murong Xianxian smiled, and intentionally amplified her voice: "Grandpa just asked me about my plans and a little treatment after I return to China."

"You really don't plan to stay in the United States?" Jiang Caijing asked.

"Why should I stay in America?"

Murong Xianxian also looked surprised: "My growth track is in China, and I still have to go to school."

"Xianxian, come and get acquainted,"

Jiang Xiufu greeted suddenly: "This is your cousin's boyfriend Lin Jialiang. Jialiang, this is your cousin Murong Xianxian. Auntie Xiuhe's daughter."

Between her and Fang Wu stood a tall and handsome Chinese youth, after hearing her introduction.A look of surprise flashed across his face, but it was replaced by a smile, and he came over and stretched out his hand to Murong Xianxian: "Hello, Xianxian."

"Hello, please take care of me in the future." Murong Xianxian shook hands with her politely, and then let go.

After everyone sat down and greeted for a while, Murong Xianxian refused to go to see Xiaoxiao, got up and went upstairs, and Jiang Caijing followed.Wait until you go upstairs.She said in a low voice: "The property left by my grandfather to my little aunt is currently in the hands of Lin Jialiang. I don't know how much money has been searched from it over the years. From a poor boy who didn't have a penny at the beginning, he has become a rich man now. He went out in a luxury car, wore a famous brand, lived in a villa, and even walked next to Fang Daxiu...Hmph! Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by."

"Have those industries developed under his management?" Murong Xianxian asked rhetorically.

"Humph!"

Jiang Caijing snorted coldly, and said resentfully: "This kid has a bit of a crooked talent, but his management is not bad, otherwise Grandpa would have been unable to tolerate him long ago."

"Then it's over? Those who have the ability to make money naturally have the right to enjoy it." Murong Xianxian smiled... The property is not a question of whether to look at it or not, but she really hasn't considered it. There is no shortage of money at all.

"You..." Jiang Caijing felt that she was playing the piano against Niu, and she was so angry that she gave Murong Xianxian a hard look, and said nothing more.The latter smiled innocently at her, and then knocked on the door of Mrs. Jiang's room: "Grandma, may I come in?"

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huh, huh...

The figure in the forest seemed like a graceful butterfly, flying among the trees without touching the ground. Suddenly, the figure quieted down and stood quietly in the open space. Nearly a hundred leaves followed her. The movement was still and drifted down leisurely, and at the moment of contact with the ground, these leaves turned into green powder strangely.

Although Murong Slim's movements stopped, there was a faint stream of air flowing around her body.Witch skills are different from ordinary martial arts. When they are practiced to a certain level, skills are close to techniques.Since she has entered the Qi refining stage of "Guanchao Jue", her practice of witchcraft has also greatly improved, and she has almost broken through the bottleneck of Wuwu and advanced to the rank of great witch. At that time, when she is performing some middle and high-level witchcraft, You can feel relaxed and comfortable, unlike the current consumption of energy and slow recovery.

Slowly dissipating the witch power, Murong Xianxian walked towards the outside of the forest. Instead of going back to the manor, she walked towards a flower garden behind the manor.

The bright red, pink, and crimson phalaenopsis bloomed brilliantly in the flower garden, filling the entire hillside with joy. I heard that Jiang Heping planted these flowers by himself. No one in the family is allowed to pick these flowers, and he attaches great importance to them.

A group of birds flew out of the woods at the end of the flowerbed with fluttering wings, and flew down the mountain... At the foot of the mountain, there is a large field full of crops, corn, soybeans, alfalfa... deep and shallow green; white farmhouses , gray round corn bins, old windmills.The white flocks wandering on the green grass, the yellow or flowery cattle on the edge of the field, a pastoral picture unfolded in front of her eyes.

There was the sound of gurgling water in the distance, Murong Xianxian knew that there was a stream there, but at this time the trees blocked it.But it is invisible.For some reason, there was a force pushing her forward along the path in the flowerbed.

Walking through the flower garden, I stepped on a path in the forest. From time to time, I could see some small purple flowers on both sides, which felt a little bit of self-pity, which made me feel sorry, but Murong Xianxian didn't have the heart to pick them off.Perhaps that is the charm of these beings, whose beauty withers when they are gone.

She squatted down, stroked these lovely flowers for a while, got up and continued on, and some frightened birds flew back to the forest, and they uttered fierce calls.Condemning the humans who disturbed their peaceful life, several little squirrels looked out of the bushes suspiciously.Then they retracted their heads again, and continued to manage their lair carelessly.

With a bang, a pheasant sprang out from the grass.It glanced at Murong Xianxian warily, combed its feathers calmly, walked towards the opposite side of the path with its head held high, and six fluffy laughing cubs came out from the grass behind it. They chirped and staggered. followed behind his mother.From time to time, her little head was raised towards Murong Xianxian.Take a closer look at this inexplicably huge creature.

Murong Xianxian patiently waited for these guys to walk into the grass, and then continued to walk deep into the forest... There was a faint moisture in the forest.The sound of running water became clearer and clearer, and there was light in front of it, and it was about to walk out of the forest.

Suddenly, her footsteps stopped, and she saw Jiang Heping standing on a huge rock that had been artificially polished by the stream in front of her, holding a handful of Phalaenopsis in her hand, and the petals were pinched into the water, coming downstream. Many fish are floating on the water, chasing those colorful flowers.

Murong Xianxian did not expect to meet the old man here. Thinking of his neither cold nor indifferent attitude these days, she hesitated and wanted to return... She was about to turn around when Jiang Heping happened to turn around too. stunned.

"Grandpa." Murong Xianxian called softly.

"You came."

Jiang Heping seemed in a daze: "We haven't been here for many years."

"Grandpa, I'm Xianxian, Murong Xianxian." She called out worriedly.

"Yes, you are Xianxian, Xiuhe's daughter."

Jiang Heping murmured, turned to look at the stream, Murong Xianxian hurriedly grabbed some points, she was worried that it would be bad for the old man to fall down if he was in a trance.

"This is where I fish. When Xiuhe was a child, I often took her here to fish. She likes Phalaenopsis the most. We planted a large area behind the manor. Whenever the flowers bloomed, she would pinch a large number of them. Phalaenopsis to feed the fish, she said, the world in the eyes of the fish is too monotonous, we need to add some rich colors to them.”

"That was the happiest time for her, and it was also the happiest time for me and your grandma, until she met that bastard...boy. But, why she refused to forgive me until she died, why?!"

Murong Xianxian saw the reflection in the water, two lines of tears flowed from the old man's eyes, and her body trembled slightly, she stepped forward to hold the old man's arm, and said softly: "Grandpa, mom doesn't hate you, she just feels sorry for you, she also Always thinking of you, she just wants to be strong and wants to raise us with her own hands."

"But why didn't she tell you until she died... If your grandma and I knew your whereabouts, how could you and Xiaoxiao suffer so much!" Jiang Heping grabbed Murong Slim's arm with his back, Big, barely looks like an old man.

"Grandpa, you misunderstood. When my mother first got sick, she didn't expect the result to be so serious. She died of heart failure suddenly, and there was no time to explain it."

Murong Xianxian comforted in a soft voice... Many misunderstandings in life are caused by waiting or hesitation, and she can understand her mother's thoughts.People always have to pay for their mistakes, and my mother may not have returned to her relatives because of various concerns.However, Murong Xianxian didn't regret it, let alone blame her mother.It is the hardships and hardships that lead to beauty. If she had grown up under the wings of grandma and grandpa too early, maybe she could only become a rice worm under the fence. How could she get her sense of accomplishment and skills today?

"Grandpa, let's go home for breakfast." She said softly.

"Yes, let's go home."

Jiang Heping's mood obviously improved a lot, and the grandfather and grandson returned to the manor arm in arm.If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Novel () to register as a member to read the latest chapter list. Your support is my biggest motivation. )