beautiful boss

Chapter 86 Older Generation

Jing Zhongxun stayed at home with Jing Jing without leaving home for five full days, but as the chairman, his schedule did not allow him to continue lying at home like his idle son.

The secretary who had been with Jing Zhongxun for three years, when he called to urge Jing Zhongxun to go to work, his tone was so resentful that he wished he could hang a hemp rope in front of Jing Zhongxun in the next second.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to another place. Don't be soft-hearted and let the scenery out." Jing Zhongxun told Chen Lan, for fear of the benevolence of Chen Lan's wife.

Chen Lan ignored him. She wasn't going to continue to close the scenery anymore. Parents can't force their children to be like this. They lock the scenery in a small room every day and don't let people go out. What if there is a mental illness?

Early the next morning, Jing Zhongxun got into the car and left, and Chen Lan opened Jing's room door behind him.

Jing Jing, who was stuffing clothes into the travel bag borrowed from Jing Ao, and Chen Lan looked at each other, both of them were a little shocked by each other's behavior.

"Mom, why did you open the door—" I was ready to jump out of the window!

Jing Jing silently covered the climbing rope beside the bed with a pillow, praying that Chen Lan would not find it.

"What are you doing?! You want to run away from home?!"

"I'm going to my grandparents' house."

"What are you doing there?"

"I don't want to stay at home anymore. If I continue to be locked up like this, I won't do anything." Jing Jing didn't dare to say that he would go all the way to come out.

"Mom is here to let you out. Your dad has gone too far this time, but you can't run that far—"

"He's starting to force me to go abroad. Compared with my grandparents' house, it's not too far away." Jing Jing snorted, "Anyway, I won't go abroad. I've already adapted to life in China. Going out will make me uncomfortable."

Chen Lan didn't want to let her son go abroad anymore, it's better to be in front of her own eyes and by her side, now that Jing Zhongxun is angry, it's not a bad thing to go back to his hometown to hide for a while.

"But how are you going to get there? Do you drive by yourself?"

"No, Qin Yi sent me there." Jing Jing's cell phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. He had just detected Jing Zhongxun's car leaving and sent Qin Yi a message. He was almost here now.

"Qin Yi, why did Qin Yi go back with you—"

"Mom, no matter what you and Dad say, I won't break up with Qin Yi."

"Baby, listen to your mother telling you that the relationship between you and Qin Yi is not as simple as you think. If you want to be with Qin Yi, it is very likely that you will not have the status of King and heir, do you understand? Do you want to give up everything you have in the future for Qin Yi?"

"Mom, Jinghe is not something I ever wanted to have." It may be that he has lived a life of luxury since he was a child, and Jinghe has no worldly desire for money.

On the contrary, the preference and affection that belonged to him alone, which he didn't have when he was a child, was something he held in his hands and didn't want to let go.

Maybe people are like this, they can't always see what they have.

But Jing Jing didn't regret it, "My dad often said that I can't do anything, so have you ever thought that I may not be born to do business, and I may be more suitable for other industries, but because of your arrangement, I have to accept this. In my life, until now, I can’t find my favorite career, and I can’t think of what I can do except work. Isn’t it sad that I live like this?”

"Everything in the past, because my surname is Jing, there is no other way but to accept me, but now, I don't want to go on like this anymore. I just want to make my own decisions about what I want to do and who I love."

"If, Dad doesn't want me to go back to the company, I don't have to go back. If you think I'm not suitable for the Jing family and want to get back my shares, I'm willing to return them to you." Jing bowed his head and took out the On the phone, Qin Yi's message flashed on the screen.

"Is Qin Yi here?" Chen Lan sighed, took the initiative to hug her youngest son, and patted his back lightly twice, "If you want to do something, do it, I'll take you out."

Qin Yi's car was parked at the gate, and others got out of the car to look around, looking forward, until they saw Jing Jing running from a distance with a bag of luggage on his back.

"Xiao Jing!"

"Qin Yi Qin Yi!"

Standing at the door, Chen Lan watched her youngest son throw himself into Qin Yi's arms, smiling very happily.

At that moment, as a mother, she only had one thought, that is, that her child should be healthy and happy.

"Auntie sent you out?"

"Well! I was ready to climb over the wall, but my mother suddenly entered the room and let me out. I was shocked." Jing Jing put his arms around Qin Yi's waist, thinking about it day and night like an octopus He rubbed his face against Qin Yi's neck and chest, as if he hadn't seen the shit-shoveling officer's cat for a long time.

Qin Yi put his arms around the scenery and looked at Chen Lan from a distance. Chen Lan smiled lightly and nodded.

"Auntie doesn't seem to object to us anymore?"

"In this family, except for my father, my mother and my brother, they are all on my side."

Jing Jing straightened up and waved to Chen Lan with his backhand, as if he was about to go on a spring outing, his joyful expression could not be concealed.

Chen Lan nodded, even though Jing Jing waved her to go back first, she still stood still at the door until Jing Jing and Qin Yi got into the car, until the car turned around and drove towards the distance.

Didi—Chen Lan's cell phone rang.

[Baby]: Mom, I'm leaving!

Chen Lan clenched her phone tightly, switched the page anyway, and called her mother-in-law, Jing Jing's grandma.

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Jing Jing's grandparents moved to a small third-tier city two years ago, bought a large piece of land, and opened up a farm. Satisfy Grandma Jing's hobby of planting flowers and vegetables.

"My grandfather likes mountain climbing very much, and also likes fishing—my dad also likes it." Jing Jing introduced: "It seems that mountain climbing and fishing are my family's genetic hobby." Jing Ao is also a little keen on mountain climbing, and goes with Jing Zhongxun every day.

But the scenery did not inherit this hobby at all.

"My grandma likes to grow flowers. When she used to live in an old house, she was willing to tinker with the yard, but the ones she planted didn't live long enough, and they weren't as good as the gardener's. Two years ago, she switched to growing vegetables. Last winter, she went back to celebrate the New Year. At that time, I looked at her vegetable garden, um, it was similar to flowers."

While driving, Qin Yi listened distractedly, jotting down hobbies one after another in the little notebook in his heart.

"Do they have anything they like? Shall we go to a shopping mall to buy some gifts first?" Qin Yi became nervous when he was on the road, and realized that this was the first time for his grandparents to visit the scenery. If he went there empty-handed, wouldn't he? not too good.

"What do you like?" Jing Jing thought for a while, "I don't like anything in particular, maybe I like me very much."

When I was young, Jing went to school abroad, and every time I went back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year, my grandpa would stuff a lot of red envelopes, and my grandma would hold her in the pile of aunts and aunts to show off.

The main reason is because of her good looks, among the juniors of the Jing family, there is no one more beautiful than Jing Jing.

"Of course they like you." Everyone said that relatives of the next generation, grandparents mostly dote on their grandchildren, especially those who are beautiful and lovable, but they are not their own grandchildren. "What if they don't like me?"

Qin Yi seldom loses confidence like this, but he is really worried, feeling that he is not good at treating the elderly.When he was a child, he was not like other cousins ​​who were innocent and coquettish. He always looked like a little adult. Although he was always praised by the older generation for being sensible, it seemed that his grandparents still preferred innocent cousins ​​to themselves. Maybe this is why Crying children have candy, and sensible ones have to stand aside.

"No, my grandparents like sensible people. My brother told me last night that when he was a child, he was raised at his grandparents' house, and he was beaten whenever he misbehaved. He said that my grandpa is a copy of my father." I have doubts, because the grandfather in his impression always has white hair and a smile on his face, calling him cheerfully, calling him to give a red envelope.

"It's a copy, Uncle Jing?" The wound on the back of Qin Yi's head was aching, he wouldn't really go for it, would he?

"Don't worry, my grandpa is almost eighty. If he really wants to hit someone, we'll run away. If he runs away, he won't be able to hit him." Jing Jing touched the back of Qin Yi's head distressedly. The wound had scabbed over. At the beginning, the hair can be seen, about four centimeters in length, and there must be a scar.

Fortunately, it was hit on the back of the head, if it hit the face disfigured, Jing Jing would have no place to cry.

The car drove for a long time, and finally drove into a small town. Jingjing's mobile phone navigation is not very easy to use in this kind of place. After driving around with Qin Yi for a long time, I couldn't find the small village. I had no choice but to call the contact person .

Not long after, the person in charge of the farm came by car. He was a middle-aged man, and he didn't dare to recognize the scenery. "Are you Jing Lao's grandson?"

"Yes, I am. My friend and I searched for a long time but couldn't find the entrance."

"Our place is building roads this year. It's hard to find now. I'll show you the way." After exchanging greetings with Jing Jing, the middle-aged man turned around and got into the car.

With someone leading the way, we arrived at the place soon.

The buildings on the farm are all antique, and most of them are made of local materials. The trees on the mountain are used as piles, and the stones on the mountain are used to build walls. For the exquisite places, professional designers are invited to divert water to build bridges in the courtyard, and the verandahs are turned around. , the lotus in the pond has bloomed for a season, and there are only a few sporadic ones left. The half-meter-long fat koi perches on the lotus leaf, gurgling and spitting out a bubble.

When I came back last winter, the lake was frozen and the roof was covered with snow. The scenery is not as good as it is in summer.

The middle-aged man led them to the main room, and as soon as they entered the door, there were two porcelain vases with dry straw in them. Anyone with a little knowledge would know that these were good things.

Jing Jing sat down on the rosewood chair, and patted the place beside him, motioning for Qin Yi to come over.

Qin Yi followed, looking at these furnishings, he couldn't help but wonder if he could really support the scene when he got old?