Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 355 What to do 355, I want to throw you down
"Madam, don't wait, the young master won't be back," Wen Qi advised softly, looking at Meng Shu who was sitting on the sofa.

In the winter solstice of previous years, even if the two of them had a hard time fighting, they would still spend it together, but this year...it's not like the old year.

As night fell, no one returned.

After all, Meng Shu felt guilty towards Fu Xiting.

It's just that this guilt is hidden deep.

"Recently, I have often dreamed that when he was just born, I dreamed that his father was still there," Meng Shuhong looked into the distance with her eyes open, but this place was only the distance from the courtyard gate.

"You said it would have been nice if I hadn't done those absurd things back then." Meng Shu said, lowering her head, a mournful moan came out of her throat, and the person sitting on the sofa was holding his chest and crying out of breath Lower your breath.

Wen Qi bent over, stroked her back, and softly advised: "Sir will understand, he is the kindest person in the world."

"It's useless for him to understand! I am in a cage, my soul is trapped in that corner, and the dreams I have day and night make me unable to distinguish between true and false. What's the use of understanding?"

Meng Shu's cry was like a kitten howling in the middle of winter night.

It's frighteningly miserable.

Meng Shu also lived an extremely miserable life. When she was young, she obeyed the arrangement of her family to get married and have children. When she was an adult, she was unwilling to face difficulties and struggled hard. In the end, she became just a pawn of the family.

Life is half a century, and life is approaching.In the end, the end result is nothing but loneliness.

Without a lover, without a son, the child born at the expense of the advanced age of the mother at the cost of losing her life eventually became someone else's son.

She looks like a princess living in a castle, but in fact, she has been making wedding dresses for others all her life, and she is a chess piece in the hands of others.

Miserable?

Not miserable.

She was born in a wealthy family, grew up in a wealthy family, all of this is just her responsibility, her mission.

You want to enjoy all the benefits this family brings to you, but you are not willing to bear the grief it brings to you, which is unrealistic.

There is a huge gap between the world in romance novels and the real world.

How many wealthy women in the real world can live for themselves as they please?
When I was young, my parents calculated, and when I became an adult, my brother and sister-in-law calculated.

"I'm sorry for him."

Wen Qi didn't know what to say other than comfort.

Thousands of words have turned into silence at this moment.

2010 to the end.

Although Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi are in a difficult situation.

But it cannot be said that there is no gain.

The relationship between the two is getting closer because of Meng Qian's incident.

Once the setbacks in life overlap.

Enemies also become teammates.

What's more, they themselves have each other's existence, but some grievances and grievances in the past have not broken through the barrier.

Now, everything is just fine.

The 10-year winter solstice is the day that Fu Xiting will focus on writing in his autobiography many years later.

On this day, Jiang Yi came home from get off work in the evening, and went in to buy materials when passing by the entrance of the supermarket.

When I got home and changed into home clothes, I started to get busy in the kitchen.

When Fu Xiting came at night, he only heard the sound of chopping meat from the kitchen on the first floor.

The man stood at the stairs, looking at the busy figure in the kitchen from afar.

Suddenly, I felt like I was back in my youth.

Those rare warm years.

"Are you back?" The waist of attention was surrounded by people, and he looked down to see the man's palm, and the tail ring was shining under the light.

"Well, do you want me to help?"

Jiang Yi smiled: "I'm waiting for you."

Fu Xiting smiled and let go, washed his hands and stood by the island platform.

Jiang Yi handed him a pair of chopsticks, and the two stood together to make dumplings like a couple as usual.

Although Yu Garden is good, it lacks some human fireworks.

Now the two live in a villa.

Self-sufficiency, but more harmony.

"This is the first serious winter solstice I've ever celebrated. I didn't expect to be with Mr. Fu."

Fu Xiting put the dumplings handed over by Jiang Yi on the plate: "Have you ever had it before?"

"No, when I was young, Zou Yin and the others were busy and didn't have time to take care of me. In the first few years, there was a strong atmosphere of domestic festivals. If they didn't have time, they would let me go to the hospital kitchen with a bowl to make dumplings, or tell me The neighbors gave me some dumplings, and then the festive atmosphere in China became less strong, and I couldn’t even eat the neighbor’s dumplings.”

"What about you?" Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting.

"I do it every year, a family tradition."

Jiang Yi blinked, as if waiting for him to speak.

Fu Xiting started this paragraph with the sentence "My father loves my mother very much".

"Miss Meng Shu was born, and her ten fingers never touch the sun. I was instilled by my father since I was a child to love my mother. Every winter solstice, we would eat dumplings together, but it was neither Meng Shu nor the servant who made the dumplings. It was my father, who gave her enough care, and every festival must have a strong sense of ritual, and this situation continued until I was 20 years old."

Listening to Fu Xiting's calm tone, Jiang Yi broke the dull atmosphere in an almost joking way: "It seems that not everything in the book is correct."

"kindness?"

"Some people heal their childhood with their whole life, and some people heal their whole life with their childhood."

If you miss a stage in your life, you miss it, and there is no need to heal it.

She and Fu Xiting have two completely different cohabitation lives.

But these two kinds of childhood life don't represent anything.

The only benefit it can bring them is to make them alert to themselves and prevent themselves from becoming that kind of person.

Fu Xiting laughed.

The fingertips dipped some flour and paste it directly to the tip of the nose.

Jiang Yi followed suit, and Fu Xiting took a step back, avoiding the claws of attention.

"In 2006, when I was on a business trip abroad, an international kidnapping case ended in failure. A seven or eight-year-old child died in front of his parents. That day, I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I called Zou Yin because of my inexplicable nerves. The day is the winter solstice in China. When I called, I thought I would get Zou Yin’s care, but I didn’t. On the phone, I heard her assistant asking who was calling. She told her it was her daughter. The assistant asked if he would call her daughter. Come eat dumplings together."

"I just found out that it was the winter solstice."

"So that night, I wanted to eat dumplings crazily. It seemed that after I ate dumplings, I could forget the scene where the child was shot in the head, and the scene where the parents cried bitterly while holding the child's body. I walked four streets, from eight o'clock Until eleven o'clock, I traveled almost all over Kenya."

"I couldn't find it, so, Lin—," Jiang Yi paused at this point.

The desire to confide seemed to be choked by someone, and he looked at Fu Xiting with embarrassment.

As for the man, he didn't seem to care at all, following Jiang Yi's words, he continued, "Lin Jingzhou."

Jiang Yi nodded: "He added a local Kenyan Chinese group. After all, in that place, ordinary foreigners would not eat these things, so they could only start with their compatriots. So he bought it for 1000 RMB. A bowl of dumplings."

"I was squatting on the street, crying and eating. While eating, I was thinking, what is the relationship between parents and children? After eating that bowl of dumplings, I haven't been home for a year."

Fu Xiting felt a little empty in his heart.

These emptiness come from the fact that Jiang Yi was not there when he experienced these things,

The hero who comes from all of this is Lin Jingzhou.

The man stopped what he was doing, and walked until Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms: "We have nothing to do with our parents, except blood relationship."

"Nonsense," Jiang Yi responded to Fu Xiting with a smile.

Blood relationship is the deepest relationship.

"I'm quite grateful to them. I'm not their blindly trying to perfect themselves, and I won't inherit this."

"I won't reach a high position at a young age."

"It won't die either."

"I won't meet you either."

The sudden confession made Fu Xiting's hand stop.

I won't die, and I won't meet you.

"If the premise of meeting you is the price of death, I——hmm!"

Before the words "I'm willing" came out, Fu Xiting blocked his concerned lips, he put his arms around the woman's waist and pressed hard into his arms, wishing to rub her into the marrow of her bones.

"I don't want to," the man lowered his forehead while panting, his eyes were deep.

"I said if," Jiang Yi put his arms around his waist.

Fu Xiting's eyes were sharp, and he said word by word: "There is no if."

"If it wasn't for that accident, we wouldn't have met."

"If we met on the premise that you had an accident, we don't need to meet."

"If you come, I will love you. If you don't come, I believe you will have a good life."

Jiang Yi's tone choked, and he looked at Fu Xiting with reddish eyes: "What should I do, I want to throw you down."

It is rare for Fu Xiting to see Jiang Yi being such a wolf, but fortunately, the two of them have gradually accepted the state of doing things everywhere during this period of time.

He pinched Xin's waist and put him on the island.

The moment his lips touched, Fu Xiting's cell phone rang.

Jiang Yi propped up the table and waited for him to answer the phone with a smile.

When the man saw the mobile phone number, he hugged the people on the island and said, "Make dumplings first."

"Aren't you going to do it?" Jiang Yi said delicately.

Fu Xiting glared at him: "Little fox."

Jiang Yi watched Fu Xiting go upstairs.

Standing downstairs looking at the dumplings on the island, I forgot to say something just now: "Since then, every time she sees the dumplings, she will think of crying on the street that day, and she will be alert to her parents' love."

Jiang Family Villa.

Jiang Chuan was sitting in the kitchen eating dumplings, and Yi Tian was cooking dumplings in the kitchen.

From a distance, it can be considered harmonious.

It's just that there is a lack of people in this harmony.

Jiang Chuan asked Jiang Ze if he would not return home, and the answer he got was that he was busy with work recently.

When Yi Tian mentioned Jiang Ze, his expression was calm, showing neither like nor dislike.

But Jiang Chuan knew that Yi Tian had no feelings for Jiang Ze.

The two have become the vast majority of middle-aged couples in the capital, relying on conscience and morality to maintain a relationship.

Over time, the only remaining conscience and morality are gone, and this marriage will fall apart.

"You and Dad, if you really can't make it through, then leave!"

"Don't consider my feelings and Yiyi's feelings," Jiang Chuan seldom asked Yitian.

"The life you want is completely different from the life dad wants. You will not be happy if you stay in this home."

"You child, how can your parents get divorced!" The aunt on the side heard Jiang Chuan's words and got acquainted with him.

"How can there be no quarrel between husband and wife? Only when there is quarrel is a husband and wife. Your parents have been in love for many years, and they have long been used to living with each other. Divorcing them at this age will undoubtedly stretch their muscles and bones. The outside looks intact, but the inside is riddled with holes."

Auntie's words were more or less aimed at Jiang Ze.

It sounds soft and weak, but it actually hinders Yi Tian from making a decision.

Jiang Chuan raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Zi is not a fish, how do you know the joy of fish? Know the joy of fish, how do you know the pain of fish? It is they who live, not you. You can only look at this from the perspective of a bystander at best. Things. Bystanders can’t understand what kind of pain the person involved in this matter is enduring. Auntie, I respect you as an old servant of my Jiang family. But it doesn’t mean that you can judge my parents’ marriage at will and prevent them from doing anything. Choose, your few words may become the difference between their thoughts, I don't want to hear such words."

The aunt was startled, and just wanted to explain.

Jiang Chuan put the chopsticks in his hand on the table in a non-heavy manner: "There will be another time, you can leave."

The aunt lost her voice completely, and she cast her eyes on Yi Tian for help. Yi Tian was always kind and would never speak loudly to her servants, but today, this always kind mistress chose to remain silent.

Obviously agreed with Jiang Chuan's words.

Seeing that Yi Tian turned a blind eye, Jiang Chuan knew in his heart: "Still going out?"

"Need me to invite you?"

As soon as the auntie left, Yi Tian came with fried dumplings: "She belongs to your father, she has been watching me recently under the pretense of accompanying her, remember to find an excuse to drive her away later."

Jiang Chuan's heart tightened. He had been staying abroad for a while and rarely came back. The two projects offered by Dongting Group were enough to double their worth. When Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting divorced, he was ready to be picked out. Did not expect.

And Guan Qing deliberately called to reassure him that the things rumored by the outside world would not happen.

He finally took advantage of this time to come back, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen as soon as he came back.

"sorry, I--."

"The kindness and resentment between me and your father has nothing to do with you."

"Jiang Yi she--."

"She's been fine recently, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Isn't it divorced?"

"As an expedient measure, Mr. Fu asked me to tell you that foreign projects must continue, so don't slack off. He and Jiang Yi are currently in a whirlpool. The divorce is for self-protection. He also told us to rest assured that we should not go if we have nothing to do in the near future. Find Jiang Yi."

Self-defense?

With Fu Xiting's current rank, who can hurt him in this capital?
After dinner.

Yi Tian sat in the living room with Jiang Chuan drinking tea, and Jiang Chuan chatted with her about anecdotes abroad.

When they talked about the ups and downs, the two were full of smiles.

Jiang Chuan called his aunt to pour tea, and when the kettle was about to be filled with tea, Jiang Chuan stretched out his hand and threw the cup in his hand hot.

Auntie trembled in fright, her knees softened and she knelt on the ground. She still remembered Jiang Chuan's words just now, and before she recovered, something happened again.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."

Yi Tian looked at Jiang Chuan lying on the bed, and waited anxiously for the aunt who was kneeling on the ground: "Don't go get the medicine yet."

Jiang Chuan shook his hand: "It's not in the way."

Yi Tian grabbed his hand and took him to the bathroom, turned on the faucet to rinse: "What's wrong? It's all hot."

"I asked you to find an excuse to send people away, and I didn't let you hurt yourself!"

Yi Tian reprimanded him in a low voice.

Jiang Chuan was helpless: "It's not that I want to use this method to send people away, but my mother did remind me."

He really wanted to get something just now, but he didn't expect to be burned.

"Ma'am," the aunt handed over the scald ointment to Yi Tian, ​​trembling all over.

"Or go to the hospital!"

She was afraid that if something happened to Jiang Chuan, her status would be lost.

"I can go to the hospital once, but I can't go to the hospital twice. How about three or four times? Recently, you think we have to pick you up from the Jiang family?"

Yi Tian's voice of questioning came, and Auntie was so nervous that her hands intertwined.

Everyone in the Jiang family knows that Yi Tian loves the child. The son grew up with care and care, and the daughter grew up holding it in the palm of his hand. She can hurt herself, but the child can't.

When Auntie scalded Jiang Chuan, her heart felt like something was grabbing her, and she couldn't breathe.

I was so nervous that I broke out in a cold sweat.

"Ma'am, I didn't mean to."

"You make a living in Jiang's family, and what you do is take care of the master's family, so you should know what your job responsibilities are."

"Careless?"

"lady----."

Bang - Yi Tian threw the ointment in his hand at his aunt's feet: "You can leave now."

"Madam, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I have been in Jiang's family for more than ten years, and I have done my best for you and my husband. I don't ask for anything else. Madam, please give me another chance! I am getting old. You won’t be able to find a good job if you go out again!”

Yi Tian stared at her, his eyes deepened: "Is there only one chance for me to give you?"

The aunt fell to the ground as if she had been stung by a stick.

"You sold my itinerary to others for profit, and you talked about my Jiang family's rights and wrongs to gain attention. These are all manifestations of your dedication to the Jiang family?"

"I am kind, I am kind, not because I was born this way, but I choose to be a kind person in this life full of hypocrisy, but these have nothing to do with you, I am tolerant to you, not because of you I am an excellent person, but I choose kindness and tolerance,"

"Auntie, I'm just too lazy to argue with you, I'm not stupid."

Auntie was shocked by Yi Tian's words, which were almost all crimes.

She looked at Yi Tian, ​​unable to calm down the shock in her heart for a long time.

It is very difficult for a woman in her fifties to make a living after leaving Jiang's house!

What's more, Yi Tian didn't intend to let her go in a fair manner.

With the name of being expelled on it, it is almost impossible to become a servant in a wealthy family in the future.

"Ma'am, I beg you..."

"You begged the wrong person. Shouldn't you beg your husband at this time? After all, you haven't finished the task he gave you."

Boom, thunder came down.

Let the aunt give up the struggle.

It turned out that she knew all about it.

"You all...know?"

Yi Tian looked at her.

Jiang Chuan sat on the side, called the rest, looked at the aunt sitting on the ground: "Send her out."

"Ma'am, madam, this is what my husband asked me to do."

Auntie's shouts echoed through the room.

Jiang Chuan, who was not going to speak at all, got up from the sofa when he heard this sentence: "Wait a minute."

Yi Tian is willing to clean up people, he is naturally happy.

Those servants of Jiang's family are respectful on the surface, but in private, don't they think Yi Tian is a soft persimmon?

But today, what this person just said is really uncomfortable to listen to.

"Small, young master."

Jiang Chuan walked over and squatted in front of his aunt: "Didn't you be able to shout just now? Go on."

"Master," the aunt shivered with fright.

She said this out of desperation to protect herself, but looking back, she found that no matter what she said, it was a family matter that couldn't erase her.

She is an outsider.

And the master still wants to let her go.

Then no matter what she said at this time, it would be futile.

It will only increase the speed of her death.

The aunt trembled: "I just....just talking nonsense."

"What nonsense?" he asked.

Obviously, Jiang Chuan didn't intend to let her go today.

A loose-tongued aunt who stays at home is a scourge.

And he believed that the reason why Jiang Ze asked her to stay with Yi Tian was because he thought she was an old man in the family, not because she was irreplaceable.

Even a servant can ride on the head of the head mistress, but still want to sow discord?

"The Jiang family treats you well, and my mother is famous for being gentle and tolerant. Is it because she is too gentle and tolerant that you have the illusion that you can ride on her head, or is it you? Very arrogant?"

"I'll give you face, do you really think you're a character?"

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, I just said it casually, there is no other meaning."

Aunt knelt on the ground and knocked her head loudly.

"throw it out."

"Don't think too much," the shouting and convulsions in the room ended, and Jiang Chuan sat next to Yi Tian to comfort her.

Yi Tian picked up his hand and looked at it, seeing that it was turning red, she picked up the ointment that was thrown on the ground just now, and wiped it on the back of Jiang Chuan's hand: "No matter how much I think about these things, they are already like this, It’s no longer something that I can solve if I want to or not.”

Jiang Ze is out for entertainment that night.

Because of the tense relationship with Yi Tian recently, she didn't dare to drink too much.

Half-drunk and half-awake, he excused himself to leave the banquet.

When the secretary sent people back, he happened to see someone being dragged out in the yard.

Jiang Ze staggered into the room, stretched out his hand and pushed aside to come over to hold his hand.

"what happened?"

As soon as Jiang entered the room, he saw Yi Tian applying medicine to Jiang Chuan.

The latter responded: "It's hot."

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Jiang Chuan glanced at Yi Tian: "No need."

Seeing Jiang Ze being dizzy and unsteady, Jiang Chuan frowned and looked at the person: "You have also reached the age of retirement, so stop arguing with young people about career matters, you retreat to the second line, go home and talk to My mother and I live a good life, and I have everything in the family."

Jiang Chuan reached out and patted Yi Tian's hand, signaling her to leave.

In the past, when Jiang Ze came back from a social gathering, Yi Tian would have to prepare hangover soup in advance without asking for warmth, but what about now?
Like a stranger.

Even if he died in front of her, she would not have any emotions at all.

Yi Tian placed indifference on him.

And he is still greedy for the warm care that Yi Tian gave him.

Jiang knew that Jiang Chuan had something to tell him, so he sat on the sofa.

"Grandpa's request or your own request?"

Jiang Chuan cut to the chase.

former?
Not like it.

After all, he was able to give up his family for Yi Tian.

the latter?
Jiang drank a cup of tea, trying to sober up: "None."

Jiang Chuan looked at him, waiting for him to continue speaking, while Jiang looked down at the teacup in front of him, suddenly remembered something, and looked at Jiang Chuan: "Are you getting closer to Fu Dong recently?"

"Not counting."

The latter nodded: "That's good."

"dad,"

"Sleep! It's getting late."

Jiang did not say anything.

Jiang Chuan sat on the sofa and watched his back leave.

Until the person disappeared on the stairs.

He thought about Jiang Ze's words, and always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it a few times, I suddenly remembered: "Could it be related to Mr. Fu?"

That night, Jiang Chuan picked up the coat on the sofa and drove away from Jiang's house.

When I walked to the gate of the villa area, I saw the aunt who had just been kicked out of the family got into a red BMW.

BMW?

Leaving aside this car, Jiang Chuan felt as if he had seen this license plate before.

What he never expected was that a small family like the Jiang family was worth the attention of those people.

He drove after him.All the way into the city.

Turn into the alley.

Into the old residential area,

Then disappeared in the alley.

He watched the red BMW stop at the intersection.

Get out of the car, walk over vigilantly, bent over to find out what happened.

Suddenly, a sap came down behind him, and he fell on the car body.

"fainted?"

"Take it away!"

"After staring at him for so long, the Jiang family finally has someone who can act alone."

"Drag it away first, lest someone find it later."

Jiang Chuan's consciousness was gradually closed in the words of these people.

.....
In the villa, the pot is steaming.

Jiang Yi was picking up the dumplings from the pot.

Fu Xiting stood aside and took the dumplings in her hand and put them on the dining table.

The two cooperated tacitly.

Warm environment, mature lover.

Everything fits so well.

It seems that all this is just a part of daily life, but both of them know that this moment of peace is stolen.

After dawn, they are about to go to different battlefields.

"Happy winter solstice."

"Fun."

"Dumplings paired with wine, the more you eat, the more delicious you will be." There are always many crooked ways to pay attention to, after all, this glass of wine tonight was something she managed to get.

After a serious illness, let alone alcohol.

Fu Xiting wished that she would give up all coffee and live a happy life with only plain boiled water every day.

"Crooked ways," Mr. Fu rewarded her with four words.

Jiang Yi ate the dumplings and tilted her head with a smile.

"The phone is ringing."

On the coffee table in the living room, attention's cell phone was vibrating.

After picking up the phone, a hasty and forbearing voice sounded on the other side: "Something went wrong."

Ai Hao's voice sounded from that side, and Jiang Yi climbed up with an ominous premonition: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

Can't help being anxious, Ai Hao left the company at night and was about to close the door.

Suddenly, I saw a cardboard box at the door of the company.

Never sealed.

Due to the lessons learned from the past, he didn't want to take it apart to have a look, but when he lowered his head and closed the door, he could vaguely smell blood inside.

For safety's sake, he opened it anyway.

The expected animal carcasses lay inside.

There is also a photo. In the photo, Jiang Chuan is lying on the ground tied up, with a knife next to his head.

The address is attached on the back of the photo.

　Seven thousand today, I am really amazing
　　
　
(End of this chapter)