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Chapter 197 Family Portrait

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

[How should I answer this? How do you want me to pick it up? How can I come here with you and fall in love? The place of love is still so close to me, 666. 】

Jiang Nanshu hesitated to speak, opened and closed his mouth, and finally threw himself into Lu Qingyan's arms: "Oh, oh, I feel so sad. It turns out that you were so seriously injured before, and the place where the incident happened is so close to me, Brother Qingyan, Does it still hurt? I wish I had known you earlier."

[Whatever, as long as I know how to cry, no matter how good Bai Yueguang is, my brother will only feel sorry for me. 】

Lu Qingyan held her back with one hand and said in a gentle voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Seeing the two of them crooked, Jiang Hemian laughed and looked at Lu Qingyan with an inquiring gaze.

Lu Qingyan looked back without any timidity.

Shangxu Qi becomes a puffer fish.

He pointed his finger at his soft little face: "Humph, my little uncle is so shy. He wants to be hugged at such an old age. My little brother is so shy."

Lu Qingyan followed where Shang Xu pointed and saw the rules of neither advancing nor retreating.

His face turned red, and his eyes wandered around but couldn't help but focus on Jiang Nanshu.

His sister didn't reply to his message, and he was still lost all night.

Unexpectedly, she came the next day. He was a little excited in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

Lu Qingyan looked down at the top of Jiang Nanshu's head and said in a teasing voice: "Are you sure you want to continue hugging me? Your adopted brother and your adoptive father and mother are all watching."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

Her face turned red immediately and her toes dug into the ground in embarrassment.

[Overacting and forgetting that they are still there. 】

Jiang Nanshu let go of Lu Qingyan with a calm expression, turned around and saw his adoptive mother's family coming to the door.

He probably wanted to ask her to come in, but seeing how hard she was hugging someone, he didn't dare to disturb her for a while.

Shang Xu tilted his little head, his eyes full of curiosity: "Little aunt, your face is red."

Jiang Nanshu raised her hand and rubbed it. It was indeed a little hot. She frowned pretending to be dissatisfied: "What a broken place, it's so hot."

Ji's mother looked a little weak and her hair was a little messy. She must have just gotten up from bed. She slapped her forehead and avoided looking at Jiang Nanshu: "Look at my memory. It's hot in the countryside. Lao Ji, take out the electric fan at home. Xiaoze went to make tea, and distinguished guests have arrived."

After saying that, she hurried inside.

Ji Ze had complicated eyes and followed him in.

Looking at the back, I feel a little disappointed.

He was happy that Jiang Nanshu could come to see Ji's mother, but he was also sad about her indifferent attitude.

Because they grew up together.

Any words Jiang Nanshu said could cause harm to them.

[I’m really worried, what should I do? My adoptive mother is still sick. What if I am too indifferent and make her illness worse? 】

[The plot is that the original person made her angry. If I don’t follow this plot, I can’t go too far. 】

Jiang Hemian was a little strange.

He thinks this family is not bad, why doesn't she want family affection.

Just as he was lost in thought, his cell phone rang.

It was a message from Father Jiang.

It said that Jiang Leyi's background was not from the Ji family, so he was asked to inquire around the Ji family and his wife.

Jiang Hemian's eyes darkened slightly, and he probably learned this from Jiang Nanshu's inner voice.

He deleted the message and then followed Jiang Nanshu into the two-story building.

The layout inside is also simple.

There is a set of wooden sofas with cushions with the word "福" written on them, a period TV, a calendar hanging on the wall, and a family photo on the TV cabinet.

The face of the girl in the photo is still immature and she looks like she is thirteen or fourteen years old. She is wearing a bright red cotton coat with two braids and a strawberry-style hairpin at the end of her black hair. She is sitting in front of her father and mother. In the middle, they held their arms affectionately with smiling faces. Ji Ze looked to be about ten years old, sitting in Ji's mother's arms.

This was probably taken near the New Year.

The fan squeaked, bringing coolness.

Jiang Nanshu looked away from the family photo.

There is this day in her memory, when she was in the second grade of junior high school, half a month after the winter vacation.

The teacher assigned them a family task called "My Family Portrait".

When Jiang Nanshu mentioned it to her parents, the two immediately packed up and put on their best clothes. Ji's mother also tied up her hair. The family happily went to the photo studio to take this photo.

Ji Ze quickly took the family photo in his hand. He was afraid that Jiang Nanshu would be unhappy when he saw it, so he threw the photo away.

Quickly put it in the drawer under the TV cabinet.

Jiang Nanshu is a little funny. No matter how crazy she is, she won't throw away the photos, right?

Besides, there was her inside, it was so beautiful, but she couldn't bear to part with it.

Pretending not to notice Ji Ze's little move.

Ji's father came out from the kitchen with several cups of steaming tea.

"I didn't know you were coming, and I didn't prepare anything good. I hope you won't dislike it." Father Ji's feet moved a little slowly, and his dark face was full of simplicity: "Miss Jiang, drink tea."

The sound of "Miss Jiang" made Ji's mother lower her head.

Ji Ze quietly handed her the paper.

The sadness in his eyes couldn't be concealed. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to ask Jiang Nanshu to come back. Looking at his parents who were getting older, Ji's mother who cleaned Jiang Nanshu's room day after day, and Ji's father who always had one more person to cook, Ji's father was Your eyes will feel a little sore.

He knew that his parents missed his sister very much.

Ji's mother has been sick during this period, and sometimes she can't move. When she is better, she continues to clean. She knows that the person will not come back, but this behavior seems to have taken root, and she will not listen to anyone's advice.

He thought they would be happy when Jiang Nanshu came back, but something seemed to... go against his expectations.

Jiang Nanshu took a deep breath and said in a muffled voice: "Well, thank you."

The air is quiet.

Jiang Hemian and Lu Qingyan were very comfortable and not at all embarrassed.

Seeing the silence, Jiang Nanshu said calmly: "You don't need to call me Miss Jiang, just call me Nan Nan."

Ji's father and mother looked at each other.

Very confused.

They used to call them "Nan Nan" and "Miss Jiang" because three years ago, a lot of pigs died in the just-started pig factory in winter. They paid hundreds of thousands in compensation. In desperation, he slipped and fell. Broken leg.

It costs about 200,000 to treat the leg.

Even though the family has money, their two children are still studying.

Jiang Nanshu was only in his first year of high school, and Ji Ze was just in junior high school. Because of his affairs, Jiang Nanshu took leave from school overnight and came back.

Jiang Nanshu asked him to go to the hospital. If she had no money, she would borrow it.

Ji's father could not let a little girl go around to borrow money, so he refused and said angrily, and the leg died.

Who would have known that this girl ran into the mountains desperately to find herbs for his legs, and was found fallen in a ditch the next day, covered in blood, and unconscious.

When she woke up again, she clamored to go back to the capital to recognize her relatives.

To sever ties with them, she is no longer allowed to call her "Nannan", only "Miss Jiang".

Ji's father has always regretted it.

If he hadn't said angry words, Jiang Nanshu wouldn't have run out, and he wouldn't have lost a daughter.

　Ask for a ticket~

　　(End of this chapter)