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Chapter 25 Chapter 25

Ming Zhiyan pulled him into the room, stretched out his hand to help him take off the scarf, the back of his hand touched his cold cheek, he couldn't help trembling slightly.He opened his palm, and rubbed his warm palm against his serious cheeks, "Why is it so cold?"

A horrific smile appeared on the rigorously squeezed face, "I came here on a three-wheeled motorcycle that was pulling vegetables in the yard. I stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and the wind was blowing, and it was blowing."

Mingzhi laughed out loud, "Come and eat."

When Mingyi saw the person coming, he beamed with joy, and beckoned him to sit beside him.

Knowingly, he put the spare chair he brought next to his seat, "He eats restlessly, don't squeeze you, grandpa."

Yan Jing stood there and greeted everyone, obediently went to Ming Zhiyan's side, took a seat, and complained in a low voice: "I'm not a dog, why not be restless, if you say that, Grandpa will think I have no tutor."

Knowing that Yan Rourou's gaze settled on the corner of his drooping mouth, she looked aggrieved.He stretched out his arms and took the fish piece and put it in the rigorous bowl, "Everyone who sits there eats fat meat, do you want fame or food?"

Of course, the most important thing is to eat enough!Holding the chopsticks rigorously, he smiled like a dog, and began to eat.

Ming Zhiyan pursed the corners of his mouth, picked up fried shrimp for a while, and scooped up a spoonful of peanuts for a while, and he couldn't empty the rigorous bowl.

Strictly sandwich a piece of sugar cake, take a bite, sticky and soft, sugary and glutinous, full of taste.

With a look of enjoying the best in the world, he sighed in a dragging voice: "This is really delicious."

Ming Zhiyan glanced at the table, and reached out to bring over the sugar cake in front of Ming Zhixing.Ming Zhixing's eyes widened, the empty chopsticks stopped in the middle, and he looked over in disbelief.

The little junior brother sat beside him, knowing that there was no brother in Yan's eyes, his smile was more greasy than a sugar cake, "Come, the last piece."

After dinner, everyone sat around in front of the TV and chatted about family matters.The Ming family was at a time when the young and old were in decline, and the grandchildren were all about to reach middle-aged and middle-aged adults, but the great-grandchildren hadn't been seen yet, and without children, they felt that the festival was not lively enough.

Suddenly came a young man like Yan Jing who said he was not too old. Everyone looked at him as if they were children, casting loving motherly gazes, praising here and there, and almost rubbing his hair twice.

Rigorous but still sitting obediently, asking people about things, asking questions, if someone really wanted to touch his dog's head, he would definitely stretch it out.Knowing that he was extremely helpless, he must have been praised so much that he couldn't find his way.

"Xiao Jin, why didn't you go home during the Chinese New Year?"

Knowing that he dares to be the first, he opened his mouth to ask questions that everyone deliberately avoided.

"Brother." Ming Zhiyan frowned slightly and reminded him in a calm voice.

Mingyi suddenly remembered something, and called Ming Zhixing by name, "Zhixing, go find something to play with, a group of old men are lucky to have you sit still."

Mingzhixing jumped up, smiled, and ran upstairs.Not long after, he hurried back with a pack of poker in his hand.

"Playing cards, who will come?"

The two sons of the second uncle's family immediately surrounded him, knowing that they would rescue Yan Jing from the old aunt's love, and put him on the poker table.

Ming Zhixing shuffled the cards in a hurry, raised the corners of his mouth, "It's colorful, I need to earn some money for milk powder."

Knowing that he wanted to dig out his pocket, he threw the wallet on the table, "You win if you have the ability."

Looking at the posture rigorously, he raised his head and smiled awkwardly at Ming Zhiyan, "Brother, you play, I will not play."

Ming Zhiyan also threw the wallet on the table, "If you lose, it's mine."

I couldn't be rigorous, so I had to get started and draw the cards.

Ming Zhiyan walked back to the living room, but he didn't see his grandfather, so he asked his second uncle, then walked to Mingyi's bedroom.

He knocked on the door, got permission, pushed the door in, and gently closed the door.

Ming Yi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his hands behind his back, the night was dark, only the old lamp with a glass cover on the desk was emitting a warm light, supporting Nuo Da's room.

"Grandpa." Mingzhi called out, "How do you know..."

Mingyi interrupted him, asking Mingzhiyan to fetch chess, "It's been a long time since I played with grandpa."

Ming Zhiyan set up the chessboard, laid out the chess pieces, Ming Yi made a move first, and said: "I have taught two people to play chess in this life. One is you, and the other is strict father. Strict. Strict, he is my half-son." .”

Ming Zhiyan got into the car, "So, you recruited him into the school?"

Ming Yi smiled and said, "I have this plan, and Yan Jing is the right candidate. He has this ability, so you should know about it, right?"

Knowing that he moved the car horizontally and cut off the threat of the cannon, he curved his lips and said, "It's different."

"I have never intervened in this child's life, nor did he when he was most difficult. I know that he is strict and he definitely does not want me to do this." Mingyi thought for a while, dropped the game, and continued: "Stern and stubborn, never I don't want help, I want to adopt him, but he is not willing, he said that since life has already started like this, then he will live like this and see what the end is like. The only time he asked me for help was when the adoption was strict .”

The chess piece that Ming Zhiyan grabbed fell down.

Rigorousness is not your own? !Knowing that he was speechless, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Ming Yi waited for him to play the chess piece before he said: "Strictly never married. He has no savings, is an orphan, and in addition to being a teacher and working day and night, he can't find a wife until he is forty. In the autumn of that year, he went to see Dean Chen at the orphanage, and found the newborn Yan Jing at the door. He felt distressed and wanted to take him back to raise him.

He is a bachelor and doesn't meet the requirements for adoption. It's okay to adopt secretly at first, but when he reaches school age, he can't do without a registered permanent residence. That's why he came to ask me for help.

He said that the ending of his life was just like this, and he wanted to give the child half a home to see if he could reach the ending in his heart. "

Mingyi recalled the past and sighed softly, "Oh, but he left early, so he can't see him anymore."

Mingyi squeezed his dry eyes, and his subordinates took another bite, "Precise, it's not easy to grow up to now, but fortunately, he is mature now, although he can't see the strictness, this child will definitely fulfill his wish and live his life well." The life of dreams. His life of wind and rain may be regarded as the sunshine at last."

There are only a few scattered chess pieces left on the chessboard, with a bleak air of a remnant and defeated general.

Knowing that Yan no longer struggled to die, he asked, "Strictness, does he know?"

"General!" Mingyi was about to die, stood up, rubbed his shoulders, "Am I adopted? I don't know. I won't say anything even if I die severely, and I haven't left any formalities. A strict household registration is a strict son."

Ming Zhiyan leaned against the back of the chair, silent.

Although, he felt sour when he thought of being rigorous and helpless, but he couldn't really understand his past hardships, and it was even more difficult to empathize with such a harsh and twists and turns life.

He sighed silently, he really can't provoke rigorousness, otherwise the dream of the two of them will be ruined...

It's great that I made such a correct choice...

Ming Zhiyan smiled wryly, and said softly, "Grandpa, I'm going out."

Ming Yi nodded, rubbed the chess piece in his hand, and looked at the dark night sky again.

Ming Zhiyan walked back to the poker table and looked at the three elder brothers, playing cards as if they had lost half their lives, all sighed and dejected.

Yan Yan put the cards on the table, leaned forward and asked meanly: "None of them? Then I'll play?" With a flick of the two cards, he turned his palms up, "Bring it."

Knowing that he shook his wallet, it was empty, "I have no cash, I owe it first..."

Yan Jing turned to look at Ming Zhiyan, and said, "Brother, your brother owes you 300 yuan."

Ming Zhiyan looked at the table, with a lot of banknotes circled under his rigorous arm, a little surprised, "How much did you win?"

Knowing that he was struggling to put on a smiling face, "The three of us probably have enough money left over to buy a bucket of milk powder."

Rigorously settling the bills, pointing the corners of the mouth, "Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you will not be afraid to travel all over the world! Probability theory, study hard, it is useful!"

It's better to just sit and watch the Spring Festival Gala!Now that I've been hanged and beaten, I still have to listen to my mouth, how aggrieved!The three left in a hurry.

Yan Yan stuffed the money into Ming Zhiyan's wallet, which was so bulging that it couldn't be folded, and he offered it with both hands with a grin.

Knowing that Yan took it over, he struggled to pull out the stack of loot. One stack was counted as labor expenses, and another stack was counted as lucky money. There was still one stack left in his hand, "Whatever you want, senior brother will buy it for you."

After thinking about it rigorously, he approached and whispered, "Brother, do you have any connections?"

Knowingly asked: "What way?"

Yan Jing rolled his eyes, "It's that kind of... prohibited items."

Mingzhiyan was a little nervous, he is such an old man, and he is also a teacher of the people, how could he be so enthusiastic about illegal things?

"what do you want?"

Rigorously smirking, "I want to fire a cannon."

There is really no way... Even if you buy it, you will be arrested if you let it go. It is indeed illegal.

Ming Zhiyan followed the courtyard with rigor and asked people to stand in the grove to wait, then went to the warehouse by himself.

Squatting rigorously by the side of the small pond, poking the thin ice with a twig, smashing all the places within reach, finally waiting for Ming Zhiyan to come.

Ming Zhiyan put his hands behind his back, let Yan Jing stand up, "There are no fireworks, but I found this."

Ming Zhiyan took out a sword from his back, pressed the switch, the blade glowed green, it was a lightsaber.

"It's bright, isn't it?"

Rigorously holding the sword, he squatted down again, the top of his head was illuminated brightly, he looked up and said, "Well, it's bright."

Ming Zhiyan also knelt down and looked at his green head.The two of them didn't speak to each other, they were so quiet that they could hear the sound of broken ice in the pool.

"Brother... I'm sorry." Yan Jing muttered in a low voice.

Ming Zhiyan asked doubtfully, "Why do you apologize?"

Yan Jing lowered her head, and said in a muffled voice: "That's right, when I went to the ski resort... I lived with Shen Jiang, and I didn't tell you."

Ming Zhiyan took the sword from him and went to knock the ice in the center of the pond, "I'm not angry with you."

"Then why did you move away..." Why did you suddenly ignore me... Yan Jing didn't dare to look at him, let alone say the second half of the sentence.

Ming Zhiyan turned off the lightsaber, and the pond returned to silence and darkness.The sudden darkness blinded his vision, and Yan Jing couldn't see his face.

Mingzhiyan asked: "Do you want me to go back to live?"

For some reason, Yan Jing felt flustered, "Living alone, that's boring..."

Knowing that Yan tilted his head, his gaze was full of affection that even the dark night could not hide, "Do you want me to go back to live?"

Strictly hummed in a low voice.

The unattainable torture is not worth a rigorous desire.

As long as he wants strictly, he will give it.Forget it, it's just me who feels sad living together, so it doesn't matter.

Knowing that Yan let out a long breath, the glowing green light lit up in the pool again, "My mother went back to China last month, so I went home and lived with you after school starts."

Yan Jing feels very fortunate that he went to the National Normal University, entered the Guangming, and met his senior brother.Senior brother is so kind to him, so good that he wants to rely on him, want to act like a baby to him, and want to be a part of his life.

"Brother," looking at him rigorously, "I wish I were your younger brother."

In that way, it can be like the four brothers, no matter how old they are, will be together.

Knowing that Yan's heart was beating sourly and slowly, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Your father is grandpa's son, of course you are my younger brother, Yan Yan." This surname has too heavy a meaning, only by calling him like this can he be able to Remind yourself to stick to your boundaries.

His rigorous eyes were like two crescent moons, shining with clear light. He smiled, but didn't speak.

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