Chapter 365: Jiu Ye's Character
However, Xie Jiu rejected Zeng Wenjie's kindness.
Zeng Wenjie said, "You're going to die, but there's no one to supervise us. If we do something that crosses the line, you won't be able to stop us!"
Xie Jiu looked at him, nodded slowly, and said: "You are a good boy."
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Zeng Wenjie was stunned by this sentence, and felt a little helpless.
He had hardly ever received such an evaluation in his entire life.
When the elders mentioned him, they always described him as naughty, annoying, playful, ignorant, etc.
Zeng Wenjie said angrily, "Master Jiu, don't think I'll change my mind just because you say a few nice words!"
Xie Jiu said: "After I die, what else can I do? As long as you treat her well, I will be relieved."
Zeng Wenjie felt that this topic was a bit heavy.
After a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Master Jiu, Xiao Mu said that you once took on ten people alone, and the opponent was armed with a knife, and you only tore the corner of his clothes. Is that true?"
Xie Jiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Of course it's fake. I was actually stabbed in the arm and butt, but no one else knew about it. The story I told to cheer her up was just a little exaggerated!"
Zeng Wenjie saw Mu Qingyang standing up over there and waved to the two of them.
"She should have finished speaking, let's go over there." Xie Jiu said.
Mu Qingyang was slightly relieved to see that Zeng Wenjie and Xie Jiu were getting along quite well.
She was afraid that the two most important people in her life would dislike each other and make the atmosphere very awkward.
"We haven't visited grandma yet." Mu Qingyang pointed upwards and said.
Zeng Wenjie took a look at Mu Qingyang's mother's tombstone. There was only her name, birthday, death anniversary, and "filial daughter Mu Qingyang". There was no more information on the tombstone.
He took out three incense sticks from the bag, lit them and inserted them as a tribute to his future mother-in-law, whom he had never met.
Xie Jiu said to Mu Qingyang, "I'll go down the mountain first. After you pay your respects to your grandmother, you should go back early."
Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment and said, "Grandpa Xie, won't you have a meal with me or something?"
Xie Jiu shook his head and said with a smile, "I have a lot of things to do! Besides, I don't like the boy next to you. I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat him up later."
Mu Qingyang felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
Zeng Wenjie just twitched his lips and said nothing.
He took Mu Qingyang back to his hometown, leaving Xie Jiu to spend what might be the last Spring Festival of his life alone.
"What belongs to you must be fought for bravely, don't always think about escaping, okay?" Xie Jiu gently touched Mu Qingyang's head and said kindly.
"I understand, thank you, Grandpa!" Mu Qingyang nodded vigorously.
Although she agreed readily, Zeng Wenjie felt that she might not really fight for anything.
Xie Jiu reached out and hugged her, smiling and saying, "Your mother would definitely be very happy if she saw that you are no longer as timid and self-deprecating as you were in the past few years. You must keep up the good work."
Mu Qingyang smiled at Xie Jiu and said, "It was Zeng Wenjie who took care of me and gave me confidence!"
When she first came to university, not only did she look unfashionable, but she also had problems with her posture. Even when she was standing, she looked like she was hunched over.
Shrugging shoulders, hunching back, and hanging head, no matter how beautiful a woman is, it will make people feel very awkward if she appears in this posture.
"Remember our agreement."
Xie Jiu said to Zeng Wenjie.
"Don't worry, Master Jiu!"
Zeng Wenjie nodded solemnly.
Mu Qingyang didn't know what they talked about and looked confused.
Xie Jiu turned and left. Zeng Wenjie looked at his back and couldn't help but yelled, "Master Jiu!!!"
Xie Jiu stopped and turned around.
"Nine Master's nature~!!!"
Zeng Wenjie raised his arms and shouted loudly, and his voice almost covered the entire park.
Xie Jiu nodded from a distance and slowly walked down the mountain along the stone steps of the cemetery.
"It seems that you have reconciled with Grandpa Xie?" Mu Qingyang asked happily.
"I take back my previous opinion. Jiu Ye is actually a pretty good person. Moreover, he even gave me a New Year's red envelope!" Zeng Wenjie said.
Although the red envelope is a bit thin——
Zeng Wenjie complained in his heart.
Mu Qingyang took Zeng Wenjie to pay homage to her grandmother again. Compared with her mother's tomb, the tomb here was obviously much more luxurious. It covered a large area and the tombstone was also very grand. A black and white photo of a kind old man was hung on it.
Mu Qingyang turned his head and glanced at Zeng Wenjie, who then consciously walked away and ran to the stone steps to squat and smoke.
As soon as he lit a cigarette, Zeng Wenjie reached out and took out the thin red envelope given by Jiu Ye. He couldn't help but complain: "Jiu Ye is a good person, but he is a little too stingy."
As he spoke, he opened the red envelope and took out two hundred yuan.
But there seemed to be something else in the red envelope.
After a moment of hesitation, Zeng Wenjie reached out and took out the thing inside. It was a card with a small note attached with six numbers written on it.
At this moment, Zeng Wenjie understood why Zhuge Liang cried so heartbreakingly when he accepted Liu Bei's entrustment of his son to him in Baidi City.
Because his nose was also a little sore.
Moreover, this was only the second time I met Xie Jiu.
The two hundred yuan in the red envelope is for Zeng Wenjie.
And this bank card is for Mu Qingyang.
He didn't leave any more information inside.
Obviously, he still believes in Zeng Wenjie's character.
"Maybe Jiu Ye's departure is also a scar that can never be erased in Xiao Mu's heart in his previous life." Zeng Wenjie thought.
That six-digit number was Mu Qingyang's birthday. He knew it the moment he saw it for the first time.
Putting the bank card in his pocket, Zeng Wenjie sniffed fiercely and muttered in a low voice: "Xie Jiu beat you, Xie Jiu beat you, Xie Jiu beat you..."
I repeated it several times, but my eyes still felt a little sore and it was so damn uncomfortable.
Just as he heard Mu Qingyang's call, Zeng Wenjie immediately trotted over and helped her burn the remaining incense paper.
"Don't worry, my grandma will also make fried eggs for her." Zeng Wenjie said softly to the black and white photo of the old woman.
Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned red instantly.
She finally mustered up the courage to come to terms with her twelve-year-old self.
Mu Qingyang gently wiped the dust off the tombstone with a tissue and said softly, "Grandma, I'm leaving. I'll come to see you next year."
After saying this, she smiled at Zeng Wenjie and said, "Let's go, let's go back!"
"At least take me to the West Lake for a stroll, right?" Zeng Wenjie said, spreading his hands.
Although there is nothing good to see in this place, but I am here anyway!
Mu Qingyang said seriously, "I'll treat you to a local delicacy, vinegar fish!"
Zeng Wenjie sneered. Sure enough, he's become a bad person, a swindler! He's actually treating him to the world's most unjustly killed fish? And it's a delicious dish!
Zeng Wenjie and Mu Qingyang were both people who listened to advice, and they boarded the plane back to Fengzhou the next day.
But this made Mu Qingyang feel that he had not fulfilled his duty as a good host, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.
It is the sixth day of the Chinese New Year, and since school will start the day after tomorrow, students have already returned to school.
Zeng Wenjie still had the task of paying New Year's greetings to complete. He had to visit Zhuang Aimin, Ye Yixiuan, the principal of the university and other people who had taken care of him, and he also had to pay a visit to Tang Lin, the leader of the Propaganda Department.
(End of this chapter)
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