Chapter 22： Jiang Shengyan

When Jiang Shengyan slept in a daze, he heard a sound of "???" outside.

He was woken up, "Who the **** is outside"

She didn't even wear shoes, and she walked out of the bedroom barefoot. An elderly woman in the living room carried a bag and smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Jiang, I quarreled you."

Jiang Shengyan suppressed the frowning eyebrows, "Mother Lin, you didn't come here tomorrow."

Aunt Lin still has a basket of vegetables at her feet, "I'm afraid you won't be able to eat, so I will come first."

This old house has been cleaned and taken care of very well. Jiang Shengyan slowed down his voice, "I will sleep for a while, and your voice will be lower."

Aunt Lin said yes.

She watched Jiang Shengyan walk into the bedroom, then let go of the bag in her hand, and walked into the kitchen lightly.

Today’s weather is still very hot. Zong Yuan got up a long time ago. Chen Hongmei made a meal and hesitantly installed another one. "Mo, or you can send one to Boss Jiang."

Zong Xiaomo was brushing his teeth and washing his face, "Mom, I am not familiar with him, why don't you let my brother go"

"Really, the eldest girl's family won't let you send a meal," Chen Hongmei brushed the pot and boiled water. "Your brother is busy. If you are unfamiliar, you will be familiar with my daughter and not ugly."

"mom"

Zong Yuan washed his face, walked over and picked up the rice in the basket, "Mom, I'll go and be back soon."

Aunt Lin was cooking porridge when the door was knocked. She wiped her hands and said, "Here comes."

Open the door and look, "Yeah, isn't this the son of the old family, is something wrong?"

Aunt Lin was in her early forties, she was overweight and had a kind and kind look. She was wearing an apron at this time, and the slender thread cut layers of fat around her waist.

Zong Yuan looked inside through the crack in the door, there was no movement inside, and he didn't know if Jiang Shengyan was sleeping or something went wrong, "I'm looking for Boss Xiajiang, is he there?"

Aunt Lin opened the door and let him in, "Mr. Jiang is still sleeping, come in and wait."

There was a strong fragrance in the room, Zong Yuan looked around calmly, and asked Aunt Lin, "You know me"

"Knowing and knowing, no one in ten miles and eight villages knows that you are a good example to win glory for the country"

Zongyuan, "Are you from the next village?"

Aunt Lin, "Yes, the village next door."

Zong Yuan glanced at the clocks hanging on the wall, "It's nothing serious, I'm leaving now."

Before Aunt Lin's words to save her stay, Zong Yuan walked out the door. She looked at Zong Yuan's back, "I'm so old."

"Who's here"

Jiang Shengyan walked to the sofa with a lazy expression, his nose moved, and he smelled a familiar smell of smoke, "Hey, here comes the hillbilly."

Aunt Lin, "hillie"

Jiang Shengyan rubbed his hair, "It's okay, you can go back when the meal is done, and the rest will not trouble you."

Aunt Lin smiled awkwardly, and asked concerned, "You can take care of yourself"

"can."

These two days were sunny, and the wheat was cut before it rained. Zong Yuan's speed was very fast, and he could compare with the speed of two others in one morning.

0046 Tsk Tsk praised, "As expected of Zong Yuan, he is excellent in everything."

Zongyuan wiped a handful of sweat on his chin, "Don't bother me."

The sun was so fierce that he couldn't even look at it, and an adult man who sunk was impetuous.

0046, "Meditation, meditation."

Jiang Shengyan came out for a walk at noon, and the ghost slipped to the vicinity of Zong Yuan’s house. Zong Xiaomo was hurriedly rushing to the ground, seeing him in a daze, "Boss Jiang"

Jiang Shengyan was not at all uncomfortable, squinted at the meal she was holding in her arms, "You go to the township and Zongyuan to deliver food."

Zong Xiaomo nodded and wanted to leave in a panic, "My brother hasn't eaten yet, I'll go one step ahead."

Jiang Shengyan stretched out a hand to stop him, "Give it to me, I just happened to go there for something."

Without waiting for Zong Xiaomo's consent, he grabbed it with one hand, and his long legs moved away in an instant.

Zong Xiaomo, "Wait, do you know where it is"

Jiang Shengyan gave her an ok gesture.

Zong Yuan was sitting under the tree to rest, his body was stained with a lot of wheat awns, and he was itchy and uncomfortable. There was a clear stream at the foot of the nearby mountain. No one but his family planted this land. He waited for his mother or Zong Xiaomo cleaned a little after serving the meal.

When Jiang Shengyan came here, he saw Zong Yuan sitting on the ground in a daze.

He walked behind him in a nasty whisper, holding his breath, "Hey"

Zong Yuan, ""

His eyelids twitched, and he looked at Jiang Shengyan with a stern face, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Shengyan hooked the basket with two fingers, "I will give you food, no thanks."

Zong Yuan looked along the path, no one was there. He breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Boss Jiang, if you are fine, go back."

He stood up and walked towards the stream, not as if he was about to eat. Jiang Shengyan was in a bad mood, coldly said, "You don't plan to eat the meal I sent."

Zong Yuan kept walking, "I wash my hands."

There are so many things to wash your hands, so just say no. Jiang Shengyan put down the meal and followed him to the back of the mountain.

There were not many flowers near the stream, but a lot of weeds. Zong Yuan looked at the river carefully, and he was relieved that he hadn't seen any fish.

He took off his clothes neatly and shook them off cleanly. He dipped into the cool water with a light body and breathed in a refreshing breath.

The stream is not deep, this place should be a small diversion, so there are no fish, the stream is shallow and reaches Zong Yuan's abdomen, and the key parts are barely covered.

Jiang Shengyan stood dumbfounded not far away.

The expression in his eyes was really good, whether it was the relaxed expression on Zong Yuan's face or the arc of water droplets falling from the undulating muscles of his body, he could see clearly.

Wit told him not to look at bad manners. In fact, he can only be very uncomfortable, very very uncomfortable, and can't even move his feet.

Zongyuan Yu Guang left him, "Boss Jiang"

Jiang Shengyan woke up and almost jumped up, "You exhibitionist"

Zong Yuan did not refute, 0046 shouted in panic, "Zong Yuan Zongyuan has fish"

With a splash of water, Jiang Shengyan watched Zong Yuan's face change drastically and rushed to the shore, directly in front of him.

Zong Yuan slid the bird in the wind.

Jiang Shengyan had a shocked expression and stared straight at the bird that was slipped by him.

Zong Yuan's face was stiff, embarrassed, "Boss Jiang, or you go back first"

Jiang Shengyan murmured, "You **** have so much capital"

He glanced at himself subconsciously, and then at Zong Yuan, his face was colorful, red and green, very exciting.

Zong Yuan regarded this sentence as a compliment, and he became embarrassed and became cheeky. He took a leisurely stroll around, putting on his clothes and being modest, "Small meaning."

Jiang Shengyan was in a daze.

When Unconscious followed Zong Yuan to eat under the tree, he remembered, "You are afraid of fish."

Jiang Shengyan had a weird expression and smiled hard.

Zong Yuan had a meal, "No."

Jiang Shengyan snorted and laughed at him from the bottom of his heart, saving him a bit of face. Chen Hongmei’s craftsmanship is very good. She cooked the meal at noon today. A simple dish of greens and chili and fried beans. Jiang Shengyan saw that Zong Yuan was hungry again, "I'm hungry."

Zong Yuan found another pair of chopsticks under the basket, gave Jiang Shengyan a dish, "eat."

Jiang Shengyan disgusted and picked the greens into Zong Yuan's bowl, "Why is there such a thing as greens?"

Zong Yuan was taken aback.

Fu Xin secretly put the greens in Zongyuan's bowl, squatting and acting like a baby, "husband, can you eat for me, why is there such a thing as greens in this world"

Zong Yuan put the vegetables Jiang Shengyan picked in his bowl into his mouth, "Fu Xin"

Jiang Shengyan moved his ears, "Who"

Zong Yuan put down the bowl, smiled indulgingly, hidden infinite misses and nostalgia, "first love."

The bowl in Jiang Shengyan's hand fell directly to the ground, the white rice rolled into black in the mud, and a violent and inexplicable mood suddenly rushed into his heart. He sneered, "Don't **** call me the name of your first love. ."

"I hate it."