Chapter 153：[ 153 ] Uncle Is Too Bad

"Stay by my side until I'm healed." Jiang Xiaoyun's eyes flashed with sadness.

"As long as I can see Xingxing, I'm willing to stay."

"It seems like he's willing to do anything for your daughter. The man who gave birth to your daughter has gone there? Has he left you alone for the past six years?" Jiang Xiaoyun suppressed the pain in her heart and asked Lan Qiqi, who was Lanxingxing's biological father?

"He... Xingxing came out of his life, he... He... Died." Lan Qiqi stammered and answered Jiang Xiaoyun. When she gave birth to blue Xingxing six years ago, she told herself to forget about Jiang Xiaoyun and never met him.

"... No wonder I didn't see Lanxingxing's father." Go and have breakfast."

Knowing that Lanxingxing's father had passed away, Jiang Xiaoyun did not ask further.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, have a good rest." Lanxingxing turned and walked out of Jiang Xiaoyun's bedroom.

After Lanxingxing left, Jiang Xiaoyun immediately called Gao Sheng. "Gao Sheng, no matter where the world is, we must get Xu Manli and her daughter back. They have what I want."

"Got it, young master Jiang." Gao Sheng answered, and immediately went to check the whereabouts of Xu Manli and her daughter.

They had so much money on them that they could not fly far for a while. It was not difficult to stop them.

After a while, Lan Qiqi had finished his breakfast and returned to Jiang Xiaoyun's bedroom. "Have you finished all the noodles?"

"I'm done." Jiang Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows and glanced at the empty bowl on the table.

"Then I'll take it down and wash it." With Jiang Xiaoyun alone, Lan Qiqi always felt a little uncomfortable.

"Stop." Is the woman in front of you hiding from you?

Jiang Xiaoyun frowned and shouted at Lan Qiqi.

"Mr. Jiang, is there anything else?" Lan Qiqi had no choice but to turn around.

"The maid can wash the dishes. Come and talk to me." With his leg so badly injured that he couldn't get off the ground, Jiang Xiaoyun, who was free, was especially lonely.

"Yeah." Lan Qiqi put down the bowl and walked to the bed.

However, as soon as she passed, Jiang Xiaoyun's slender hand pulled, puffed, and screamed, and Lan Qiqi fell into Jiang Xiaoyun's arms. "Lie down and read me the classic."

With that, Jiang Xiaoyun moved to his side in pain and made room for Lan Qiqi to sleep.

"Read a famous book?" Lan Qiqi was stunned. Six years ago, Jiang Xiaoyun seemed to have read" the tea girl" to herself.

"Yes, I want to listen to jane eyre." When Lan Qiqi was in a daze, Jiang Xiaoyun had already taken out the book" jane eyre" six years ago and handed it to Lan Qiqi before he got out of bed.

"You still keep these masterpieces?" Looking at the exquisite cover, Lan Qiqi was even more surprised.

Six years had passed, and Lan Qiqi had thought that time could erase everything. Now he realized that six years had passed and nothing had changed.

"It's a pity to throw away such a good masterpiece. The bookmark on it is still there. It hasn't moved." Jiang Xiaoyun firmly believed that one day Lan Qiqi would come back and continue to listen to his postscript for her.

Lan Qiqi took the book, opened it, and found that the bookmark was indeed the same page that she had put six years ago...

Holding "Jane eyre," Lan Qiqi felt heavy.

"But I almost forgot my english..." Jiang Xiaoyun's masterpiece was in english. Jiang Xiaoyun read it to her in the past. Six years later, she had forgotten all the english she had learned.

"Then I'll read it to you." Jiang Xiaoyun's thin lips curled into a faint smile.

"Yes." Lan Qiqi leaned against the bed and listened quietly to jiang xiaoyun's unfinished" jane eyre" six years ago.

Jiang Xiaoyun said, "The day in the red house is about to end. It is after four o' clock, and the dark afternoon is turning into a bleak dusk. I hear the rain still pounding on the windows of the stairs, and the wind howling in the trees behind the hall. I am gradually as cold as a stone, and my courage is gone. The usual sense of humiliation, the lack of confidence, the loneliness and depression, extinguished the anger I was about to dissipate. Everyone said I was bad. Maybe I was."

"I'm not planning to starve myself to death? Of course it's a sin. And should I die? Or is the tomb under the altar of Gates head a desirable home? I heard that Mr. Reed is sleeping in such a tomb. This thought reminded me of him again, and the more I thought about him, the more scared I became..."

"The hostess was so young that she was blinded. How pitiful..." Six years ago, jiang xiaoyun said that" jian ai" was not a tragedy and was better looking than" chahua nv." But listening to him, he always felt that the female protagonist was not much better than the chahua nv.

"The hostess was an orphan. She had a hard life at first, but later, she was very brave and changed her fate through her own efforts." Jiang Xiaoyun explained.

"I want to know what happened to the lady in the back."

So, Jiang Xiaoyun continued, "I don't remember him anymore. All I know is that he's my uncle, my mother's brother, who adopted me as a baby orphan, and on my deathbed, he wants Mrs. Reed to promise to raise me as her own child. Mrs. Reed may think that she kept her promise, and I think that in terms of her nature, she had fulfilled her promise. But how could she really like a person whose surname did not belong to her family and who had everything to do with her after her husband died? She found herself bound by this difficult guarantee to be the mother of a strange child she could not love, and watched as an outsider who did not fit in with her family would always squeeze into her family. To her, this must be the most annoying thing."

"... No wonder the female protagonist's mental activities were so complicated. It turned out that her experience made her so complicated.

Jiang xiaoyun read, but Lan Qiqi, who had dark circles under his eyes, unconsciously fell asleep...

"Lan Qiqi..." Jiang Xiaoyun turned around and saw Lan Qiqi leaning against the bed with his eyes closed, probably because he hadn't slept all night.

"Sleep well." Jiang xiaoyun closed the book and enjoyed the quiet atmosphere of the two of them...

"Young master..."

"Shh, Lan Qiqi is sleeping. Keep your voice down."

Staring at Lan Qiqi, who had just fallen asleep on the bed, the maid immediately covered her mouth. "Young master... Miss Xingxing cried for mommy today and refused to go to school..."

"..." Lanxingxing cried out for mommy last night and started crying again this morning. Jiang Xiaoyun tightly frowned." Let Auntie li persuade him.

"Yes, young master." The maid turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Downstairs in the living room.

"I want mommy. I don't want to go to school. All of you go away." Jiang Xiaoyun changed the school for Lanxingxing. Lanxingxing was not used to the strange environment. Besides, she hadn't seen Lan Qiqi for a few days. Lanxingxing got up early and started crying for mommy.

"Xingxing, be good. Will grandma take you to school today?" Hearing the cry, Auntie li came to persuade Lanxingxing, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.

"Xingxing, we bought you a lot of bear biscuits today, all kinds of flavors. As long as you are willing to go to school, this bag of bear biscuits is yours." The maid tried her best to coax Lanxingxing, but no matter how hard she coaxed her, she could not persuade Lanxingxing.

"Woo woo... Little bear cookies are not as important as mommy. I want mommy." Lanxingxing rubbed his little eyes. In a moment, they were swollen...

"Auntie li, what should we do? Miss Xingxing just won't go to school." The maids were at a loss and were in a rush.

"I can only ask the young madam to come down." Auntie li sighed helplessly. He couldn't stop them from seeing each other for the rest of their lives.

"Grandma, is my mommy here?" Hearing what Auntie li said, Lanxingxing's eyes lit up. "I want to see mommy."

Throwing away the little bag in his hand, Lanxingxing ran upstairs and shouted, "Mommy, I'm Xingxing. Mommy, come out and find Xingxing..."

"Miss Xingxing..."

The maid and Auntie li chased Lanxingxing upstairs. Young master Jiang was recuperating. It would be bad if it disturbed his rest!

In Jiang Xiaoyun's bedroom, Lan Qiqi, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to hear someone calling mommy. In a moment, Lan Qiqi woke up.

"I think I heard Xingxing's voice?" Lan Qiqi got up and got out of bed, his face full of anxiety.

"I heard wrong." Jiang xiaoyun frowned.

"No, it's Xingxing's voice. She's been by my side for five years. I can't tell." With that, Lanxingxing tidied up his clothes and wanted to leave the bedroom.

However, at this moment, Lanxingxing's voice was getting closer and closer. Moreover, it was above the bedroom!

"Xingxing..."

"Mommy!" It's really mommy!

Lanxingxing pushed the door in and broke into Jiang Xiaoyun's bedroom.

"Xingxing..." The moment he saw Lanxingxing, Lan Qiqi's eyes turned red and he hugged the little guy who was running towards her.

"That's great, mommy. Xingxing misses you so much... Last night, he yelled at mommy for the whole night, but he didn't see mommy, so sad." Lanxingxing pouted, not knowing how aggrieved he was.

"You can hang a small oil bottle with your mouth so high." Lan Qiqi nodded at Lanxingxing's pouted mouth and wiped away her tears.

"Mommy, can we not be apart for the rest of our lives? I don't want you to leave me." Lanxingxing hugged Lan Qiqi tightly and was especially afraid of being separated from her.

"Well, we will never be apart in this life. Mommy will never leave Xingxing again."

"Cough, cough, cough... I'm still here." Jiang Xiaoyun, who was lying on the bed, looked as if she had not seen her mother and daughter for more than a decade. She could not help but cough a few times. Lan Qiqi and Lanxingxing had only not seen each other for two days. As for both mother and daughter, they were crying like this?

Their mother and daughter hugged and kissed, so reluctant, as if they couldn't meet with each other!

"Uncle, it's all your fault. You didn't let me see mommy. That's why I thought about mommy. Uncle, you're so bad. I won't talk to you anymore." Lanxingxing pouted and looked angrily at Jiang Xiaoyun on the bed.

"Xingxing, you can't talk to your uncle like that." Lan Qiqi hurriedly pulled Lanxingxing back. Jiang Xiaoyun was temperamental and didn't want his daughter to annoy him.