The spring scenery this year seems to be brighter than in previous years. With spring rain, the earth seems to be alive again, and the plants and trees are growing. The shadow of the deserted tomb covered with pear blossoms is imprinted in the hearts of everyone who has seen that scene. Life and death can always reflect each other more deeply.

Chen Yexi thought of Yao Jiao's white-haired mother, a woman who had been dignified and restrained for the rest of her life, probably never cried like this in public. After seeing them off, An Yining, who had been in a cold war with her two fathers for a while, unexpectedly became obedient and went home with Mo Nuo that day.

Sometimes, only by witnessing and experiencing loss can we realize the value of possession. The regrets of the deceased can no longer be compensated, but this world is still a world of living people. Chen Yexi suddenly thought, if one day, he accidentally died in a certain case task, would he never have the chance to hear his truth?

Then will I still regret it if I arrive at the Ten Palaces of Hell?

So when Jiang Hu wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom with his eyes half open, Chen Yexi suddenly raised his head and said, "Sauce, let's talk about it?"

Jiang Hu paused the movements in his hand, his eyes immediately became clear. He looked up at Chen Yexi quietly, nodded, and sat down: "You said."

"When I was a child," Chen Yexi spoke slowly, as if he had a long conversation. He had something in his heart. From wherever he started, he felt it was unnatural. He could only start over. Fortunately, the person next to him was born to listen to people. No matter how long the topic was, he was boring or boring, and when he turned his head, he could always see him sitting there quietly, listening intently. "When I was a child, I grew up in an orphanage in Shinan. The old dean passed away the previous year. I never went back. I just sent money back regularly."

"You must be the oldest among those children," said Jiang Hu.

Chen Yexi smiled and nodded, lit a cigarette: "I said, you can see everything so clearly. Isn't it sometimes quite boring?"

Jiang Hu's face suddenly changed, and he forced a smile: "Sometimes."

Chen Yexi did not pursue this topic anymore and continued: "At that time, more than ten children lived together. Speaking of which, among the peers, our family was the biggest. But that was home, not home, do you understand?"

Jiang Hu nodded hesitantly at first, then shook his head: "I have never lived in that environment, I have never experienced it myself, and I dare not explain it clearly, but I will try my best to listen to you."

Chen Yexi laughed out loud, and Juhu Jun was a professional disease again. He actually had some tricks in this, because during psychological counseling, when the other party comes to talk about some great pain such as experiencing a disaster or losing a relative or something that others have not experienced, the counselor generally does not say seemingly comforting words like "I understand your feelings", which will make the person who comes to the consultation feel that the counselor is not sincere and just perfunctory.

Chen Yexi banged the ash: "It's all a group of children, but the parents are only the old dean, so I can't take care of them. Although we grew up together, after all, everyone carries their own life experiences, just like a long-term boarding school. No matter how good the teachers are and how good the classmates are, they still want to have a home to go back during holidays, and someone can listen to the fun and aggrieved things in the school. Later, I grew up a little a little, and I thought, when will I have a home, and someone who can let me take care of them wholeheartedly and listen to me?"

Jiang Hu was silent this time. He knew that Chen Yexi was here to be a real person this time, and that the way to pretend to be a psychologist is useless.

Chen Yexi sighed, calmed his eyebrows and glanced around him, with a slightly bitter smile, a little expectation, and a little unexplained feeling: "I said, are you so-called smart people just by pretending to be confused to show that you are smart?"

"Ye Xi." Jiang Hu interrupted him, and the words came to his mouth and suddenly disappeared. It was dark and a little night wind blew against the window. Chen Ye Xi's eyes were so handsome that it was so handsome that it was a bit inferior in his bones.

Chen Yexi was waiting for his voice.

Jiang Hu paused: "It seems that I have lived in your house for half a year, and it has caused you a lot of trouble. If you don't mind..."

Chen Yexi's smile gradually faded, but Jiang Hu said, "If you don't mind, can you let me disturb you for a while?"

Chen Yexi was stunned, as if he suddenly couldn't understand Chinese. Seeing that he had no reply for a while, Jiang Hu turned his head and said, "Yes, you don't welcome it. Forget it, I'll move it back."

His soft and curly hair was filled with moisture that still did not dissipate. His eyes were not hanging on the bridge of his nose. When he looked at people, he was confused and narrowed slightly, but his eyebrows seemed more lively, and his eyes were curved. Chen Yexi seemed to have never seen Jiang Hu's pure smile before, and he couldn't help but laugh with him.

He stood up, bent his finger and bounced Jiang Hu's forehead: "You dare to move, find trouble! Blow dry your hair and help me wash vegetables."

You know, sometimes, things like vows are not what you say in your mouth, but what you think in your heart, and you will go around in your belly for a few times, and you will understand each other that all the taste is like drinking water, which is not worthy of being told by outsiders, but just flows in the firewood, rice, oil and salt day after day.

After a lifetime of hard work, he will always be there.

As soon as Sheng Yao walked into the corridor, he smelled a very fragrant smell. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, thinking that someone's wife is so virtuous that the fragrance of the corridor is full of fragrance.

Who knew that as soon as I pushed the door, I saw Shu Jiu poking his head out of the kitchen in a particularly funny apron and smiling flatteringly: "Thank you for your hard work, Sir."

Only then did Sheng Yao realize that the smell was floating out of his own kitchen, and looked at Shu Jiu curiously: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, wait." Shu Jiu "slid" and then went back to the kitchen. After a moment, he carefully brought out a bowl of soup. The fragrance blew over his face. Then he placed it in front of Sheng Yao, looking at him with a look of appreciation, and slapped his hands in the wind, "Try my skills."

Sheng Yao's first reaction was to look up outside the window and see if the sun was rising from the west.

Shu Jiu was shy and looked at him with his head down half-down and blinked his eyes, pinching his voice: "Husband, let's try it!"

Damn, when did this guy learn Yang Man's trick? No matter how tough Yang Man is, he is still a beautiful girl with nine heads. Isn't this so disgusting? Sheng Yao looked Shu Jiu up and down and was amazed: "Beauty, I don't know if I don't look at it. When I saw it, I found you... you have a unique flavor of your back and a bear waist!"

Shu Jiu continued to act shyly: "I will not support you!"

Sheng Yao: "Help..."

Then Shu Jiu happily stuffed the spoon into his hand: "Polygonum multiflorum poria cocos and atractylodes macrocephala chicken soup, my mother loves to drink the most in spring. If you like to drink it, I will make it for you every day in the future."

Sheng Yao took it and laughed: "How can you have that time... Well, it's not bad."

"Hehehehe." Shu Jiu smiled in a squint manner.

Sheng Yao freed up his hand to pat his head: "Be good, why are you so good recently? Are you doing something that you are sorry for me?"

Shu Jiu felt sobbing.

"I was wrong." Sheng Yao was a person who didn't suffer any loss in front of him. He admitted his mistake very quickly. He thought about it and took a little bit of a cramped head to see Shu Jiu. "Why? I've stayed up late and waited for me to come home and make soup again. Are you in love with me?"

Shu Jiu nodded vigorously and suddenly slid down from the sofa and knelt on one knee: "Ayao, let me chase you!"

Sheng Yao got stuck in his throat with a mouthful of soup and almost went to see Marx directly.

Shu Jiu quickly patted his back, and Sheng Yao recovered for a long time: "Brother, you can't wait for me to finish eating before talking about it, it will cause death."

Shu Jiu looked at him affectionately, Sheng Yao looked at him for a while, and finally retreated. He silently held the bowl and continued to eat.

King Shu was thick-skinned and followed Sheng Yao with affectionate eyes. He watched the whole process of drinking soup. Officer Sheng had a strong psychological quality. Look at yours, I eat mine, and all kinds of smear are trivial matters. Feeding your belly is the eternal theme of life.

Finally, Sheng Yao said he was full, and Shu Jiu immediately rushed over and called him: "You are full, it's time to feed me."

Sheng Yao had enough food and drink, and the case was over, and he felt comfortable, and walked out of the shadow of overtime work, so he immediately fought back: "Beauty, I was busy with work some time ago and neglected you. Today I am so happy with you!"

So the war began. As for the outcome of the battle... they pulled up the curtains, okay, don't look at them inappropriately.

The Mo family was also in a good atmosphere this night. An Yining finally ended the cold war with his director and father. After dinner, the whole family went out for a walk. A small jewelry store next to him opened. An Yining's eyes lit up, she left her two fathers behind, and she crawled in and refused to come out.

Mo Nu and Anjie were sitting waiting for her in the open-air tea shop next to her.

Anjie suddenly said, "Be careful recently."

"Hmm?" Mo Huo looked up at him.

The seemingly slight smile that had been hanging on Anjie's face for many years disappeared, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. He lowered his eyes slightly and covered it: "I always feel like a storm is coming lately. It seems that Zhai Haidong is in some trouble."

"Zhai Haidong? Didn't he claim to have been washed away eight hundred years ago?"

"Wash it?" Anjie raised his eyebrows and laughed, "He can't give up his family's wealth for so many years. How white can he be? At best, he is a bitch for his juniors and grandchildren. Besides... Although Zhai Haidong claims to be retired, he is still a name for an old cannon on this land. He is the number one person on Dao'er. After being calm for so long, no one has touched his bad temper. He is a little unfavorable recently."

"Is it because of this that you object to the girl and his grandson?" Mo Hun asked.

"I mean they figured out their own affairs before they could come back, don't get Yining in." Anjie frowned and glanced at him, "Or what do you think it is?"

"I thought you were a generation younger than Zhai Haidong because of your resentment." Mo Nuo said honestly.

"Go to your uncle." Anjie greeted him friendly.

"No, isn't my uncle the only one?" Mo Huo smiled silly and asked again, "What are you saying that Lao Zhai hasn't dealt with recently?"

"Someone is causing trouble in Xinghui Building." Anjie said briefly. Xinghui Building is one of the industries of the Zhai family. It is a place where a group of rich people are tycoons suffer money. The Zhai family is very popular. Most people who are stumbling know that they have not made any mistakes in the years, and no one dares to be arrogant on the Zhai family's territory.

Mo asked slowly and in a tone that was unrelated to him, "Who is so brave?"

Anjie shook his head: "I don't know, it's obvious that he has found fault, and it's also clean. Unlike ordinary gangsters, there are... It is said that the Zhai family's account book was lost a few days ago."

Mo Kuo didn't ask what the account book it was. He had been confused when he was young, and Daoer knew this matter clearly. He had met Zhai Haidong and cooperated with him. He knew that most of the books in the early years of the Zhai family were clean: "You really know the world without leaving your home."

"I finally lived a stable life for two days, is it easy?" Anjie shook his head and smiled, "This force came to Zhai Haidong. There may be big moves recently, which will attract the attention of the police. You..."

Mo Nuo held his hand and looked at him with a smile: "Are you worried about me?"

An Yining happened to walk here with a lot of spoils from returning from a loser. When she looked up, she couldn't help but cough.

Anjie suddenly pulled his hand back and glared at him: "Worry about you? I'm full."
Chapter completed!