When he came to sit by the hot spring with little smoke, Jiang Zhengyao took off his shoes and socks and put them aside, then sat on the ground, his feet slowly sliding the water in the hot spring, thinking about the days when he was with Jiang Zhengyang when he was a child, the corners of his mouth showed A faint smile, that smile is called happiness.

After staying in the basement for a while, Jiang Zhengyao left and went back to his room. Not long after he lay down on the bed, news came from outside that his mother was coming, frowning slightly, Jiang Zhengyao snorted disdainfully, and put his hands together. He supported his body and sat up, but his body was still leaning against the head of the bed as if boneless.

"Yaoer, what's the matter with you today?" Jiang Shi asked worriedly as soon as he came in.

After Jiang Zhengyao left, she thought for a long time. Jiang Zhengyao would never speak to her in that tone. What happened today?The only explanation was that he was in a bad mood.

Stretching out his hand to play with his hair, Jiang Zhengyao said lightly: "It's okay, if mother has nothing else to do, then I'll go to bed first, I'm very sleepy."

Seeing him like this, Jiang was too embarrassed to say anything more, so he could only walk out in silence.

****When Jiang Zhengyang came to Jiang Zhengyang's room, Jiang Zhengyang was looking at a painting and didn't know what he was thinking, and the person in the painting was somewhat similar to Jiang Zhengyang, but it was a woman, and the wall between Jiang Zhengyang's brows was softer, less Gained perseverance.

"Thinking of your mother again?" **** patted Jiang Zhengyang on the shoulder, looking at the smiling woman in the painting, he didn't want to, but in the end it only turned into a faint bitter sound.

Jiang Zhengyang nodded, then put away the painting, putting it away preciously, and then seriously sat down on the chair, looking business-like, which made **** very helpless.

"Yang'er, tell me what you think." **** looked at Jiang Zhengyang and said.

Jiang Zhengyang nodded, and then said: "They said that if the people who rented the house wanted to use such conditions to get them to belong, it would be impossible, and they didn't just take the toys out of our family. She said that she can give us a chance to cooperate, that is to be independent."

In fact, Jiang Zhengyang didn't want to?But my father is a person who misses old love, because his parents passed away early, it can be said that **** was brought up by Mrs. Jiang, so there is still affection, even if they have done a lot of things, of course this time is no exception .

"This..." Just as **** was about to say how to do this, someone blocked her mouth.

"Father, think about it carefully. I won't force you. If you think that family can give you much, then I really don't object to you doing this at all, but..." Jiang Zhengyang didn't say what he said later, but he I believe he also understands.

**** smiled bitterly, and shook his head helplessly: "After all, he has the kindness to nurture me."

It's okay if you don't hear about the kindness of nurturing, but when he heard what **** said about the kindness of nurturing, Jiang Zhengyang's face suddenly became ugly. He looked at **** with burning eyes, and **** a four The 50-year-old's intentions towards Jiang Zhengyang are naturally obvious.

Laughing coldly, Jiang Zhengyang looked at her, and said disdainfully: "You think it's the grace of nurturing, then I have nothing to say, I don't believe you have forgotten what we have suffered all these years, There are others, heh, have you fulfilled the responsibility of a father?"

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