Chapter 355： 355: What should I do, I want to throw you down

Chapter 355 What to do with 355, I want to throw you down

"Madam, don't wait, the young master won't be back," Wen Qi looked at Meng Shu who was sitting on the sofa, and softly advised.

In previous years, the winter solstice would be spent together even if the two of them had a hard time fighting, but this year...it's not like the old year.

When night falls, no one will return.

After all, Meng Shu still feels guilty towards Fu Xiting.

It's just this guilt, hidden deep.

"I have often dreamed recently, dreaming that when he was just born, dreaming that his father was still there," Meng Shuhong looked into the distance with her eyes open, but this place was no more than the distance from the courtyard gate.

"You said it would have been nice if I hadn't done those absurd things back then." Meng Shu said, lowering her head, a mournful moan came out of her throat, and the person sitting on the sofa was holding his chest and crying out of breath Lower your breath.

Wen Qi bent over, stroked her back, and softly advised: "Sir will understand, he is the kindest person in the world."

"It's useless for him to understand! I am in a cage, my soul is trapped in that corner, and the dreams I have day and night make me unable to distinguish between true and false. What is the use of understanding?"

Meng Shu's crying sounds like a kitten howling in the middle of winter night.

It is so miserable that it makes people feel frightened.

Meng Shu also lived an extremely miserable life. When she was young, she obeyed the arrangement of her family to get married and have children.

Life is half a hundred years old, and life expectancy is approaching. In the end, the end result is nothing but loneliness.

Without a lover, without a son, the child born at the expense of the old mother at the cost of her life eventually became someone else's son.

She looks like a princess living in a castle, but in fact, she has been making wedding dresses for others all her life, and she is a chess piece in the hands of others.

Miserable?

Not miserable.

She was born in a wealthy family and grew up in a wealthy family. All of this is just her responsibility and her mission.

You want to enjoy all the benefits this family brings to you, but you are unwilling to bear the grief it brings to you, which is unrealistic.

There is a huge gap between the world in romance novels and the real world.

How many wealthy women in the real world can live for themselves as they please?

My parents calculated when I was young, and my elder brother and sister-in-law calculated when I was an adult.

"I am sorry for him."

Wen Qi didn't know what to say other than comfort.

Thousands of words turned into silence at this moment.

2010 to the end.

Although Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi are in a difficult situation.

But it cannot be said that there is no gain.

The relationship between the two is getting closer because of Meng Qian's incident.

Once the setbacks in life overlap.

Enemies will also become teammates.

What's more, they already have each other's existence, but due to some grievances and grievances in the past, they have not broken through the barrier.

Now, everything is just right.

The winter solstice of the 10th year is the day that Fu Xiting wrote in his autobiography many years later.

On this day, Jiang Yi came home from get off work at night, and went in to buy materials when passing by the entrance of the supermarket.

Go home and put on home clothes, then get into the kitchen and get busy.

When Fu Xiting came at night, he only heard the sound of chopping meat from the kitchen on the first floor.

The man stood at the stairs, looking at the busy figure in the kitchen from a distance.

Suddenly felt like I was back when I was young.

The rare warm years.

"Are you back?" Jiang Yi's waist was surrounded by people, and he looked down to see the man's palm, and the tail ring was shining under the light.

"Well, do you want me to help?"

Jiang Yi smiled: "I'm waiting for you."

Fu Xiting smiled and let go, washed his hands and stood by the island platform.

Jiang Yi handed him a pair of chopsticks, and the two stood together to make dumplings like a couple like usual.

Yu Garden is good, but after all, it lacks some human fireworks.

Now the two live in a villa.

Self-sufficiency, but more harmony.

"This is the first serious winter solstice I have ever celebrated. I didn't expect to be with Mr. Fu."

Fu Xiting took the dumplings handed over by Jiang Yi and put them on the plate: "Have you ever had them before?"

"No, when I was young, Zou Yin and the others were busy and didn't have time to take care of me. In the first few years, there was a strong atmosphere of domestic festivals. If they didn't have time, they would let me go to the hospital kitchen with a bowl to make dumplings, or tell me The neighbors gave me some dumplings, and then the festive atmosphere in China became less strong, and I couldn’t even eat the neighbor’s dumplings.”

"What about you?" Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting.

“I do it every year, family tradition.”

Jiang Yi blinked, as if waiting for him to speak.

Fu Xiting started this paragraph with the sentence "My father loves my mother very much".

"Miss Meng Shu was born, and her ten fingers do not touch the spring water. I was instilled by my father since I was a child to love my mother. Every winter solstice, we would eat dumplings together, but it was neither Meng Shu nor the servant who made the dumplings. It was my father, who gave her enough care, and every festival must have a strong sense of ritual, and this situation continued until I was twenty."

Jiang Yi listened to Fu Xiting's calm tone, and used an almost joking way to break the dull atmosphere: "It seems that not everything in the book is correct."

"kindness?"

"Some people heal their childhood with their whole life, and some people heal their whole life with their childhood."

If you miss a stage in your life, you just miss it, and there is no need to heal it.

She and Fu Xiting had two completely different childhood lives.

But these two kinds of childhood life don't represent anything.

The only benefit that can bring them is that it will make them alert to themselves and prevent themselves from becoming that kind of person.

Fu Xiting laughed.

Some flour on the fingertips was directly pasted on the tip of Jiang Yi's nose.

Jiang Yi followed suit, and Fu Xiting took a step back, avoiding Jiang Yi's clutches.

"In 2006, when I was on a business trip abroad, an international kidnapping case ended in failure. A seven or eight-year-old child died in front of his parents. That day, I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I called Zou Yin because of my inexplicable nerves. The day is the winter solstice in China. When I called, I thought I would get Zou Yin’s care, but I didn’t. On the phone, I heard her assistant asking who was calling. She told her it was her daughter, and the assistant asked her if she would call her daughter. Come eat dumplings together."

"I just found out, that day is the winter solstice."

"So that night, I wanted to eat dumplings crazily. It seemed that after I ate dumplings, I could forget the scene where the child was shot in the head, and the scene where the parents cried bitterly while holding the child's body. I walked four streets, from eight o'clock Until eleven o'clock, I traveled almost all over Kenya."

"I couldn't find it, so, Lin—," Jiang Yi paused at this point.

The desire to confide seemed to be choked by someone, and she looked at Fu Xiting with embarrassment.

The man didn't seem to care at all, following Jiang Yi's words, he continued: "Lin Jingzhou."

Jiang Yi nodded: "He added a local Kenyan Chinese group. After all, in that place, ordinary foreigners would not eat these things, and could only start from their compatriots, so he spent 1,000 yuan to buy A bowl of dumplings."

“I was squatting on the street, eating while crying. While eating, I was thinking, what is the relationship between parents and children? After eating that bowl of dumplings, I haven’t been home for a year.”

Fu Xiting felt a little hollow in his heart.

These emptiness comes from the fact that Jiang Yi was not there when he experienced these things,

The hero who comes from all of this is Lin Jingzhou.

The man stopped what he was doing, and reached out to Jiang Yi to wrap him in his arms: "We have nothing to do with our parents, except blood relationship."

"Nonsense," Jiang Yi responded to Fu Xiting with a smile.

Blood relationship is the deepest relationship.

"I am quite grateful to them. I am not their blindly trying to perfect themselves, and I will not inherit this."

"I won't reach a high position at a young age."

"Will not die either."

"I won't meet you either."

The sudden confession made Fu Xiting's hand stop.

won't die, and won't meet you.

"If the premise of meeting you is the price of death, I—uh!"

Before the words "I'm willing" came out, Fu Xiting blocked Jiang Yi's lips. He put his arms around the woman's waist and pressed hard into his arms, wishing to rub her into the marrow of her bones.

"I don't want to," panting, the man lowered Jiang Yi's forehead, his eyes deep.

"I said if," Jiang Yi put her arms around his waist.

Fu Xiting's eyes were sharp, and he said every word: "There is no if."

"If it wasn't for that accident, we wouldn't have met."

"If we met on the premise that you had an accident, we don't need to meet."

"If you come, I will love you. If you don't come, I believe you will have a good life."

Jiang Yi's tone choked up, looking at Fu Xiting with reddish eyes: "What should I do, I want to throw you down."

Fu Xiting seldom sees Jiang Yi being such a wolf, but fortunately, the two of them have gradually accepted the state of doing things everywhere during this period.

He pinched Jiang Yi's waist and put him on the island.

The moment his lips touched, Fu Xiting's cell phone rang.

Jiang Yi stood on the table and waited for him to answer the phone with a smile.

When the man saw the mobile phone number, he hugged the people on the island stage: "Make dumplings first."

"Don't do it?" Jiang Yi said delicately.

Fu Xiting glared at him: "Little fox."

Jiang Yi watched Fu Xiting go upstairs.

Standing downstairs and looking at the dumplings on the island, I forgot to say something just now: "Since then, every time she sees the dumplings, she will think of crying on the street that day, and she will be more vigilant about her love for her parents."

Jiang Family Villa.

Jiang Chuan was sitting in the kitchen eating dumplings, and Yi Tian was cooking dumplings in the kitchen.

Looking from a distance, it can be considered harmonious.

It's just that there is a lack of people in this harmony.

Jiang Chuan asked whether Jiang Ze would not return home, and the answer he got was that he was busy with work recently.

When Yi Tian mentioned Jiang Ze, his expression was calm, showing neither like nor dislike.

But Jiang Chuan knew that Yi Tian had no feelings for Jiang Ze.

The two have become the vast majority of middle-aged couples in the capital, relying on conscience and morality to maintain a relationship.

Over time, the only remaining conscience and morality are gone, and this marriage will fall apart.

"You and Dad, if you really can't make it through, then leave!"

"Don't consider my feelings and Yiyi's feelings," Jiang Chuan seldom opened his mouth to persuade Yi Tian.

"The life you want is completely different from the life dad wants. You will not be happy if you stay in this home."

"You child, how can you persuade your parents to divorce!" The aunt on the side heard Jiang Chuan's words and got acquainted with him.

"How can there be no quarrel between husband and wife? Only when there is quarrel is a husband and wife. Your parents have been in love for many years, and they have long been used to living with each other. Divorcing them at this age will undoubtedly stretch their muscles and bones. The outside looks intact, but the inside is riddled with holes."

Auntie's words were more or less aimed at Jiang Ze.

It sounds soft and weak, but it actually hinders Yi Tian from making a decision.

Jiang Chuan raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Zi is not a fish, how do you know the joy of fish? Know the joy of fish, how do you know the pain of fish? It is they who live, not you. You can only look at this from the perspective of a bystander at best. Things. Bystanders can’t understand what kind of pain the person involved in this matter is enduring. Auntie, I respect you as an old servant of my Jiang family. But it doesn’t mean that you can judge my parents’ marriage at will and prevent them from doing anything. Choose, your few words may become the difference between their thoughts, I don't want to hear such words again."

Auntie was startled, and just wanted to explain.

Jiang Chuan placed the chopsticks in his hand on the table in a non-heavy manner: "There will be another time, you can leave."

Auntie lost her voice completely, and turned her eyes to Yi Tian for help. Yi Tian was always kind and never spoke loudly to her servants, but today, this always kind mistress chose to remain silent.

Obviously agreed with Jiang Chuan's words.

Jiang Chuan saw Yi Tian turned a blind eye, and he knew it in his heart: "Still going out?"

"Need me to treat you?"

As soon as Auntie left, Yi Tian came with fried dumplings: "She belongs to your father. She has been watching me recently under the pretense of accompanying me. Remember to find an excuse to drive her away later."

Jiang Chuan's heart tightened. He had been staying abroad for a while and rarely came back. The two projects offered by Dongting Group were enough to double their worth. When Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting divorced, he was ready to be picked out. Did not expect.

And Guan Qing deliberately called to reassure him that the things rumored by the outside world will not happen.

He managed to take advantage of this time to come back, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen as soon as he came back.

"sorry, I-."

"The grievances and grievances between me and your father have nothing to do with you."

"Jiang Yi she—."

"She's been fine recently, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Isn't it divorced?"

"As an expedient measure, Mr. Fu asked me to tell you that foreign projects must continue, so don't slack off. He and Jiang Yi are currently in a whirlpool. The divorce is for self-protection. He also told us to rest assured that we should not go if we have nothing to do in the near future. Find Jiang Yi."

Self-protection?

With Fu Xiting's current rank, who can hurt him in this capital?

After dinner.

Yi Tian sat in the living room drinking tea with Jiang Chuan, and Jiang Chuan chatted with her about anecdotes abroad.

Talking about the rising point, the two of them were full of smiles.

Jiang Chuan called his aunt to pour tea, and when he lifted the kettle and was about to add tea, Jiang Chuan stretched out his hand and threw the cup in his hand hot.

Auntie trembled in fright, her knees softened and she knelt on the ground. She still remembered what Jiang Chuan said just now, and before she recovered, something happened again.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."

Yi Tian looked at Jiang Chuan being burned, and glared anxiously at the aunt who was kneeling on the ground: "Don't go get the medicine yet."

Jiang Chuan shook his hand: "It's not in the way."

Yi Tian grabbed his hand and took him to the bathroom, turned on the faucet to rinse: "What's wrong? It's all hot."

"I asked you to find an excuse to send people away, so you didn't hurt yourself!"

Yi Tian reprimanded him in a low voice.

Jiang Chuan was helpless: "It's not that I want to use this method to send people away, but my mother did remind me."

He really wanted to get something just now, but he didn't expect to be burned.

"Ma'am," the aunt handed over the scald ointment to Yi Tian, ​​trembling all over.

"Why don't you go to the hospital!"

She was afraid that if something happened to Jiang Chuan, her status would be lost.

"I can go to the hospital once, but I can't go to the hospital twice. How about three or four times? Do you think that our Jiang family must be you?"

Yi Tian's voice of questioning came, and the aunt was so nervous that her hands intertwined.

Everyone in the Jiang family knows that Yi Tian loves the child. The son grew up with care and care, and the daughter grew up holding it in the palm of his hand. She can hurt herself, but the child can't.

When Auntie scalded Jiang Chuan, her heart felt like something was grabbing her, and she couldn't breathe.

Cold sweat dripping from nervousness.

"Ma'am, I didn't mean to."

"You make a living in Jiang's family, and what you do is to take care of the master's house, so you should know what your job responsibilities are."

"Careless?"

"Ma'am——."

Bang—Yi Tian threw the ointment in his hand at his aunt's feet: "You can leave now."

"Madam, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I have been in Jiang's family for more than ten years, and I have done my best for you and my husband. I don't ask for anything else. Madam, please give me another chance! I am getting old. You won’t be able to find a good job if you go out again!”

Yi Tian stared at her, his gaze deepened: "Is there only one chance for me to give you?"

Auntie fell to the ground as if she had been hit by a stick.

"You sold my itinerary to others for profit, and you talked about my Jiang family's rights and wrongs to gain attention. These are all manifestations of your dedication to the Jiang family?"

"I am kind, I am kind, not because I was born this way, but I choose to be a kind person in this life full of hypocrisy, but these have nothing to do with you, I am tolerant to you, not because of you I am an excellent person, but I choose kindness and tolerance,"

"Auntie, I'm just too lazy to argue with you, I'm not stupid."

Auntie was shocked by what Yi Tian said was almost all crimes.

She looked at Yi Tian, ​​unable to calm down the shock in her heart for a long time.

It is very difficult for a woman in her fifties to make a living after leaving Jiang’s house!

What's more, Yi Tian is not going to let her go in a fair manner.

With the name of being expelled, it is almost impossible to work as a servant in a wealthy family in the future.

"Ma'am, I beg you...."

"You begged the wrong person. Shouldn't you beg your husband at this time? After all, you haven't completed the task he gave you."

Boom, thunder came down.

Let the aunt give up the struggle.

It turned out that she knew all about it.

"You all...know?"

Yi Tian examined her.

Jiang Chuan sat aside, called the others, looked at the aunt sitting on the ground: "Send her out."

"Ma'am, ma'am, this is what my husband asked me to do."

Auntie's shouts echoed in the room.

Jiang Chuan, who was not going to speak at all, got up from the sofa when he heard this sentence: "Wait a minute."

Yi Tian is willing to clean up people, he is naturally happy.

The servants of Jiang’s family are respectful on the surface, but in private, don’t they think Yi Tian is a soft persimmon?

But today, what this person said just now really made people uncomfortable.

"Master, Master."

Jiang Chuan walked over and squatted in front of his aunt: "Didn't you be able to call out just now? Go on."

"Master," the aunt shivered with fright.

She said these words out of desperation to protect herself, but looking back, she found that no matter what she said, it was a family matter.

She is an outsider.

And the master still wants to let her go.

Then no matter what she said at this time, it would be futile.

only exacerbated the speed of her death.

Auntie trembled: "I just....just talking nonsense."

"What nonsense?" he asked.

Obviously, Jiang Chuan did not intend to let her go today.

A loose-tongued aunt stays at home is a scourge.

And she believed that the reason why Jiang Ze asked her to watch Yi Tian was because he thought she was an old man in the family, not because she was irreplaceable.

A servant can ride on the head of the house mistress, but you still want to sow discord?

"The Jiang family treats you well, and my mother is famous for being gentle and tolerant. Is it because she is too gentle and tolerant that you have the illusion that you can ride on her head, or is it you? Very arrogant?"

"I'll give you face, do you really think you're a character?"

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, I just said it casually, there is no other meaning."

Auntie knelt on the ground and knocked her head loudly.

"throw it out."

"Don't think too much," the shouting and twitching in the room ended, and Jiang Chuan sat next to Yi Tian to comfort her.

Yi Tian picked up his hand and looked at it, seeing that it was turning red, she picked up the ointment that was thrown on the ground just now, and wiped it on the back of Jiang Chuan's hand: "No matter how much I think about these things, they are already like this, It’s no longer something that I can solve if I want to or not.”

Jiang Ze went out to socialize tonight.

Due to the tense relationship with Yi Tian recently, he didn't dare to drink too much.

Half drunk and half awake, he excused himself to leave the banquet.

When the secretary sent someone back, he happened to see someone being dragged out of the yard.

Jiang staggered into the room, stretched out his hand and pushed aside to come over to hold his hand.

"what happened?"

As soon as Jiang entered the room, he saw Yi Tian applying medicine to Jiang Chuan.

The latter responded: "It's hot."

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Jiang Chuan glanced at Yi Tian: "No need."

Seeing that Jiang Ze was dizzy and unable to stand still, Jiang Chuan frowned and looked at the person: "You have reached the age of retirement, so stop arguing with young people about career matters. You retreat to the second line and go home to talk to My mother and I live a good life, and I have everything in the family."

Jiang Chuan reached out and patted Yi Tian's hand, signaling her to leave.

In the past, when Jiang Ze came back from a social gathering, Yi Tian had to prepare hangover soup in advance, without asking for warmth, but now?

Like a stranger.

Even if he died in front of her, she would not have any emotions at all.

Yi Tian placed indifference on him.

And he is still greedy for the warm care that Yi Tian gave him.

Jiang knew that Jiang Chuan had something to tell him, so he sat on the sofa.

"Grandpa's request or your own request?"

Jiang Chuan cut to the chase.

The former?

Not like that.

After all, he was able to give up his family for Yi Tian.

the latter?

Jiang drank a cup of tea, trying to sober up: "None."

Jiang Chuan looked at him, waiting for him to continue speaking, while Jiang looked down at the teacup in front of him, suddenly remembered something, looked at Jiang Chuan: "Are you getting closer to Fu Dong recently?"

"It doesn't count."

The latter nodded: "That's good."

"dad,"

"Sleep! It's getting late."

Jiang did not say anything.

Jiang Chuan sat on the sofa and watched his back leave.

Until the person disappears on the stairs.

He thought about Jiang Ze's words, and always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it several times, I suddenly remembered: "Could it be related to Mr. Fu?"

That night, Jiang Chuan picked up the coat on the sofa and drove away from Jiang's house.

When I walked to the gate of the villa area, I saw the aunt who had just been kicked out of the family got on a red BMW.

BMW?

Let’s not talk about this car, just this license plate Jiang Chuan felt as if he had seen it somewhere before.

What he never expected was that a small family like the Jiang family was worth the attention of those people.

He drove to follow. All the way into the city.

Turn into the alley.

Into the old residential area,

Then disappeared at the entrance of the alley.

He watched the red BMW stop at the intersection.

Get out of the car, walk over vigilantly, bent over to find out what happened.

Suddenly, a sap came down from behind, and he fell on the car body.

"fainted?"

"Take it away!"

"After staring at it for so long, the Jiang family finally has someone who can act alone."

"Drag it away first, lest someone find it later."

Jiang Chuan's consciousness gradually closed as these people spoke to me.

…..

In the villa, the pot is steaming.

Jiang Yi was picking up the dumplings from the pot.

Fu Xiting stood aside and took the dumplings from her hands and put them on the dining table.

The two cooperated tacitly.

Warm environment, mature lover.

Everything fits so well.

It seems that all this is just a part of daily life, but both of them know that this moment of peace is stolen.

After dawn, they will go to different battlefields.

"Happy winter solstice."

"Fun."

"Dumplings paired with wine, the more you eat, the more delicious you get," Jiang Yi always has a lot of crooked ways, after all, she managed to get this glass of wine tonight.

After a serious illness, let alone alcohol.

Fu Xiting wished that she would give up coffee and live a happy life with only plain boiled water every day.

"Crooked ways," Mr. Fu rewarded her with four words.

Jiang Yi ate the dumplings, smiled and tilted her head.

"The phone is ringing."

On the coffee table in the living room, Jiang Yi's cell phone was vibrating.

Picking up the phone, the urgent and forbearing voice sounded: "Something happened."

Ai Hao's voice sounded from that side, and Jiang Yi climbed up with an ominous premonition: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

Can't help being anxious, Ai Hao left the company at night and was about to close the door.

Suddenly saw a cardboard box at the door of the company.

Unsealed.

Because of the lessons learned from the past, he didn't want to take it apart to have a look, but when he lowered his head and closed the door, he could vaguely smell the smell of blood inside.

For safety reasons, he still took it apart.

The expected animal carcasses lay in it.

There is also a photo. In the photo, Jiang Chuan is lying on the ground tied up, with a knife next to his head.

The address is attached on the back of the photo.

Seven thousand today, I am really amazing

(end of this chapter)