Back to the villa in the middle of the mountain, I saw the bright lights in the yard from a distance. Jane drove safely and suddenly smiled. It's good to have a home.
No matter how late you come back, it feels better to have someone waiting for her.
Jane opened the door safely and saw Lu Lichuan sitting alone on the sofa in the hall.
On weekdays, he sits on the sofa and either watches TV or reads magazines..
Today, he just sat upright without anything and his back was straight.
Hearing the footsteps, Lu Lichuan quickly turned his head. When he saw Jane Enron, he stood up for the first time: "back."
The tone was faint. I couldn't hear the anxiety he had been waiting for all afternoon..
Jane walked to him safely, leaned on him actively and gently, and whispered back: "well, I'm back. I drank a cup of coffee alone in the afternoon, went to Grandpa's house and wrote calligraphy with Grandpa."
She said everything she had done this afternoon without concealment, but she didn't say anything about seeing Shen Qiu.
Lu Lichuan didn't ask her what she said to Shen Qiu. He didn't want to know or need to know.
Because he knew it was all over.
"Have you had dinner?" Lu Lichuan asked, touching the back of her head.
He thought she would go to Grandpa's house and come back after dinner with Grandpa.
Jane Enron shook her head: "I didn't eat. I want to come back and eat with you."
Then he looked at the kitchen safely and found that there were no servants cooking in the kitchen and the table was empty.
"You haven't eaten either?" Enron asked, but she was sure he hadn't eaten yet.
"No."
He didn't let the kitchen cook at all.
Lu Lichuan took Enron's hand and walked out: "go, go out to eat. Mufang told me that there is a good sheep bone."
Jane was obedient and let him hold her. She quietly looked at her hand held by him. That's it. It's good.
At dinner, Jane Enron suddenly asked, "why don't you ask me what I said to Shen Qiu?"
In her impression, this was the first time that she mentioned Shen Qiu. His face didn't change and his eyes didn't sink.
"There's no need to know. That's your privacy." Lu Lichuan said solemnly, sounding very open-minded.
Lu Shui and Lu you sat at the adjacent table. Hearing their Sir's words, they couldn't help shaking their heads. Lu Shui lowered his voice and said to Lu You, "Sir, is it cheap and good?"
Lu You nodded gently and whispered, "count. I've been sentenced to eight years. Now I tell my young grandmother that I don't need to know."
Lu You thought, sir, the title is still high.
"That's right! When did Sir respect other people's privacy? It's not because Shen Qiu can't raise any waves anymore that he pretended to be a gentleman..." Lu Shui said in a loud voice. When he said that, he noticed a sharp look, immediately shut up, lowered his head and stuffed things into his mouth.
Jane Enron naturally heard Lu Shui's words and couldn't help laughing. Lu Lichuan looked embarrassed and glared at Lu Shui.
Jane Enron put down her chopsticks, reached out and held his hand on the table, looked at her with very gentle eyes: "thank you."
"Thank me for what?" Lu Lichuan asked puzzled.
"Thank you for treating my grandpa as a family. Thank you for not asking me to cheat you. Thank you... For spoiling me..."
At last, Jane Enron bowed her head in embarrassment.
The reason why Lu Lichuan was angry and worked so hard to investigate Shen Qiu's crime must not be just because he was the real murderer of the accident.
Part of the reason is that Shen Qiu almost killed his grandfather, so Lu Lichuan had to ruin his reputation.
It was because he regarded grandpa as his family that he became furious.
Otherwise, with Shen Qiu's identity and status, Lu Lichuan disdains to deal with him himself.
Lu Lichuan listened to a proud and charming appearance. In fact, his heart was bubbling with beauty. He pretended not to care and said, "what's the matter? It's not a piece of cake to bring down a Shenqiu."
Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Jane smiled and joked, "your Chinese level has made great progress. You can use the word" a piece of cake. "
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After a day's turnover, muqiange and JianZheng finally reached the remote Xigu town.
But there is still a long and rugged distance from Xigu Village.
The two of them stood on the dirt street waiting for the people in the village to pick them up.
Mu qiange glanced at Jane Zheng and said, "you haven't entered the village yet. It's still time for you to go back."
Jane Zheng slightly lowered his head and glanced at her, indifferent.
"Oh, I didn't force you to come. I'm not a grateful person. I don't necessarily remember what you did for me." Mu qiange said again.
Jane put down his arms around his chest, looked at her and said, "people with such a hard mouth are soft hearted, and the more grateful they are."
The exposed Muqian pigeon immediately blew its hair: "what do I feel? Well, it's because of you. You've implicated me."
To achieve the goal of simplifying politics, he did not argue with her, which was the effect he wanted, and did not make her feel that he had made any sacrifice for her.
Let her feel that this is what he should do.
There is no burden.
Mu thousand pigeons shook their hair and muttered, "why is the wind and sand here so big? After such a while, I think my hair will be dusty. I think my hair is knotted."
Jian Zheng looked at it, and it was not as shiny as he saw in the morning, but he gave cold advice: "I advise you to cut this long hair. Here is a windy and sandy climate, and your hair will only dry up more and more."
Muqian pigeon's most precious thing is her face and this beautiful hair. It's not easy to grow long. How can she be willing to cut it.
The reason why she has long hair is that the female owner of a novel she likes very much is long hair. She wants to take the play very much.
She also wants to take over the play when she comes back from her further study.
"No! Don't cut it even if you die! Don't think about my hair." Mu qiange's baby gathered his hair together and tied it with a rubber band from his bag.
After waiting for a long time, I didn't see the people in the village. After driving all day, mu qiange was tired and just wanted to find a place to lie down.
I looked around, not to mention the hotel. I didn't even have a hotel, but I saw a canteen.
The plaque on the canteen is a wooden board with the words "canteen" written in paint. It looks very primitive.
Jane Zheng looked down her line of sight and found the canteen. He asked, "do you want to buy something and take it to the village?"
He was afraid that she couldn't get used to the local food. She was a very picky person. It was better to buy some snacks than starve to death.
But mu thousand pigeons unexpectedly and confidently said, "No."
"Are you sure?" Jane Zheng doubted her confidence.
"Sure!" Mu qiange nodded.
After a while, when the Mu thousand pigeons were impatient, the sound of dragging, dragging and dragging came from a distance.
Then a tractor like car rolled up the dust and drove towards them.