The big guy's white moonlight is soft and sweet

Chapter 134 Memories
In mid-February, the sun outside shines on the ground, and the light falls on the cobblestone road, interspersed with countless golden silks and satins.

The goose yellow buds on the branches are full of spring.

Mr. Jiang is critically ill. His body was not very strong years ago, and he lives on that little medicine every day.

Later, at the beginning of the year, Mr. Jiang received a call from Director Xu. The main idea of ​​the call was that Jiang Ye was slandered and plagiarized, and there was also the matter of entering [-] in the final exam.

Director Xu knew that Mr. Jiang had always cared about Jiang Ye's performance, and knew that Jiang Ye was a good young man, so he didn't want him to be decadent.So he told Mr. Jiang everything in detail.

For most of his life, Mr. Jiang never thought that the children he was proud of teaching could be so partial.

He didn't even ask a question, and just acquiesced that Jiang Ye plagiarized.

Plagiarism is a stain on life!

Mr. Jiang brought Jiang Ye up hand in hand. He knew the child's nature best.What is rage, what is surprisingly strong, and will fight.

However, he knew that the former was a disease, and the latter was for him to protect himself.

In City B, Mr. Jiang likes to live in a big courtyard.Sometimes Mr. Jiang would take Jiang Ye to his side.

A group of children didn't know if they heard what the adults said, or what, they knew that Jiang Ye was suffering from rage.Seven or eight-year-old children smashed the little Jiangye with stones.

At that time, Jiang Ye's eyes were big, and he was cute and cute.

When invited to play, her little face was bright, with a soft smile, and her milk fat was extremely cute.

When he came back, his whole body was covered with pimples, bruised and purple, and he burst into tears looking at Mr. Jiang, who had never been hurt by a neutron bomb for most of his life.

Later, Xiao Jiangye patted Mr. Jiang on the back like an adult, and smiled softly, "Grandpa, don't cry, I won't play with them anymore."

Later, Jiang Ye grew up to be the kind of excellent child from other people's family.

Any school-level certificates or city-level certificates, Jiang Ye was soft-handed.Mr. Jiang felt relieved.

However, due to unforeseen circumstances, Jiang Ye's mother committed suicide by jumping off a building in Jiang Ye's first year of high school, and died in front of Jiang Ye with a bloody head.

The boy's eyes were indifferent and cold, and he stopped working hard and became a real street gangster, fighting, smoking, drinking and skipping classes.

Mr. Jiang also thought about whether it was his fault.

If he could discipline his son well, Jiang Ye might not be in such pain.No mother, never had a father.

Later, when Jiang Ye was a sophomore in high school, he was slandered and killed.

Mr. Jiang knew very well the virtues of his grandson, no matter how good he was, it was impossible for Jiang Ye to do anything illegal.

Jiang Ye didn't say anything, and Mr. Jiang didn't ask, and the days went on.

It wasn't until recently that many books suddenly appeared in Jiang Ye's room, and Mr. Jiang didn't realize it, and his grandson seemed to continue to cheer up again.

People, as long as there is hope and hope, this life can survive.

Old man Jiang, who knew everything, was furious and told Mr. Jiang to take Min Su back to City B, and he didn't want to see him again.

During these days in the hospital, he always thought of Jiang Ye when he was a child.

With a soft and sweet smile, she chased after him holding the candy and asked, "Grandpa, grandpa, do you want Tangtang?"

At that time, the branches and leaves in the yard were luxuriant and had not withered yet.

Who was at fault in that failed marriage?

In fact, it's all right, it's just for yourself.

But, what's wrong with a childish child?
(End of this chapter)