Chapter 842
Li Beinian didn't speak, but Mu Xichen saw Li Beinian's expression and knew that she had figured it out.

He patted her on the shoulder and said slowly, "Eat first."
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It was also the New Year, and compared to the unrest over Li Beinian's side, Bo Chengcheng's side seemed extraordinarily quiet.

New Year's Eve, a day of family reunion.

Jiang Yeqing's family is in a mountainous area, and there are thirteen brothers and sisters in his family.

He is the youngest in the family, and the eldest sister is nearly 30 years older than him. He has long been sold to which corner by that dead ghost father who loves to drink and gamble.

And in that family, in addition to the dead ghost father, there is also a mountain mother who is used to being bullied every day.

Jiang Yeqing has always looked down on their family since he was sensible.

Especially that dead dad.

When he himself knew that he was about to die, he even said that he couldn't bear to part with his wife, and dragged that lifeless woman into You Qi's coffin.

The two died together in the only lake in the village.

After such a commotion, Jiang Yeqing's family couldn't get along in that mountainous area even more.

Anyone who saw them would curse a few times, as if they were the ones who polluted the only water source in the village, not their parents.

Jiang Yeqing didn't like this poor place at first, so after being scolded a few times, he ran away quietly.

He was nine years old when he left.

I did everything along the way, and later I went to school and learned some skills, so I named myself Qing.

The engine of Optimus Prime.

And his original name has long since passed by with the passage of time, and he himself doesn't even know what his original name was.

As for those brothers and sisters, they didn't know where they went, whether they were dead or alive.

Jiang Yeqing has been muddled since he was a child, and after getting rid of such a family, his life has been smooth sailing.

In the first year of going out, I met a nobleman. The nobleman provided him with education, gave him food and drink, and treated him as his own son. He introduced him with a smile: "Look, my new son, he is handsome!" '

Later he took his wife's surname, Jiang.

And that person, surnamed Wen.

Jiang Yeqing never mentioned such a past event.

But when he saw Grandma Bo Chengcheng again, his memory was brought back.

Grandma is old, her eyes are cloudy, and she wears a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of her nose.

His legs and feet are also weak, and he always has a crutch at hand.

After seeing Bo Chengcheng and Jiang Yeqing coming back together, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

With a 93-year-old age, grandma already has many age spots on her face. With such a smile, the wrinkles on her face are folded.

Grandma's face is tattooed with totems all over her face.

This kind of totem is special and weird, very weird, and has already become blurred with the passage of time, leaving only a little trace that looks dirty and heavy.

In that mountain, his hometown, the old people there are also like this.

Jiang Yeqing didn't smoke when he came, and before he approached the door, he made sure that the smell of cigarettes on his body had already dissipated, and then walked in.

Grandma smiled and said, "I'm back."

It was in a dialect that Jiang Yeqing couldn't understand, but seeing grandma's appearance, he probably guessed it.

Jiang Yeqing nodded with a smile. Seeing that grandma was about to get up, Jiang Yeqing hurried forward to help her up.

Grandma smiled wryly, "Old, old."

(End of this chapter)

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