Cheng Cheng didn't pay attention to those children who had been looking at them secretly. He took them a few turns and got to the front of a slope.

On the slope, there is a layer of stone. Behind the stone, there is a dilapidated bungalow. The wall looks different in color. It was repaired with lime and cement after it was broken.

The roof tiles are black, and there are even a few tufts of grass on the tiles, and there are a few small purple wild flowers.

"Here it is." Cheng Cheng said, taking the lead to the house.

Jiang Xiao and Meng looked at each other in the past.

"Is that all right?" Meng asked softly.

Jiang Xiao took a deep breath and nodded.

Yes, what can't be?

Is she really afraid to see a person?

What has not experienced, even died, what is terrible.

She was just a little nervous.

She was just guessing about ah Liu's reaction and attitude.

Chengcheng has come to the door. The door is open. The door God painted on it is almost invisible because of the wind and rain. The two door rings on the wooden door are also polished black and bright.

He stood in front of the door, looked back at Jiang Xiao and gently pushed the door open.

"Adoptive father, I'm a Cheng, I'm back."

Cheng Cheng called out to the inside.

Jiang Xiao and Meng used to stand by the door and look inside.

Inside the door, is a small yard, very small, also a corner of the world, sand ground, nothing planted, just a corner piled up with some debris.

There was only a broken bamboo chair under the eaves. At this time, there was a man sitting on the chair, with his head down and something in his hand.

The man sat there, the afternoon sun shining on him, looking very quiet.

He was wearing a white shirt and a pair of black trousers. His figure was thin, but his legs were very long, because when he sat on the low bamboo chair, his legs were almost too long to put.

In his hand is a bamboo tube, is holding a thin bamboo strip in the bamboo tube on the winding.

His hands are beautiful, slender, with distinct bony joints. In the sun, his nails are round and shiny, and they are very clean.

It's like a pair of hands playing the piano.

Only in this way, we can't tell his age.

Hearing Cheng Cheng Cheng's words, he slowly raised his head and looked at them.

At this moment, it seems like a hundred years in an instant.

Jiang Xiao and Meng used to look at that face and can't find any words to describe their mood at the moment.

If a man can use the word "beautiful" to describe it, then, the man in front of him is absolutely beautiful!

Although his eyes slightly have two fine lines, although his eyes are calm and almost no youthful vigor, like full of years of filtered water, but he is really beautiful.

Moreover, in his body, the word "beautiful" is not half feminine when used in a man. It simply describes his facial features and his face.

Of course, if you want to use a more appropriate adjective, maybe it is beautiful.

This is a pretty handsome man.

And, in fact, very young, very young.

Although Cheng Cheng also said that he was already thirty-six years old, if he ignored his fine eye lines and quiet eyes, he looked only about thirty.

These may not be the point, they are not.

The point is, Jiang Xiao saw him, as if to see some masculine himself!

How similar they look!

It's not the portrait of three or four points, but the image is full of six or seven points!

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