Chapter 14 Chapter 14 'Your two little monkeys are back! '……
Jiang Mian was very concerned about the small scar on Qiao Yu's eyelid. Although he didn't quite understand it, he would think about it whenever he had time, and always felt that something was wrong.
He called Luo Hao, who was also confused.
"How should I know about the scars on his body? Is this a matter of personal privacy?"
His intuition told him that if he really described everything in detail, this young master would not let him off easily.
Jiang Mian nodded: "Then go check it out."
Luo Hao collapsed calmly: "How do I check this?"
Jiang Mian doesn't care about that.
As soon as he sent Luo Hao away, his phone didn't even go off when another call came in.
The screen displayed "Brother" and Jiang Mian swiped to answer the call.
"Are you really that brave? You're not even going to the old man's 60th birthday party today?!"
There was an extremely impatient tone coming from the other end of the microphone, mixed in with the usual noisy background noise.
Jiang Junyao is like this every time he calls. He must be fooling around somewhere and getting into trouble again.
"On a business trip," Jiang Mian replied politely, "I'll be home tonight."
"On a business trip?" Jiang Junyao's voice became louder. "Does the company need you to go on a business trip?!"
Jiang Mian lied casually: "In Lincheng."
"What Lin--" Jiang Junyao paused in the middle of his words, "Oh, it's mine."
Jiang Junyao has a piece of land in Lincheng, which his mother left to him.
It was a remote and not very prosperous place, so a prince like him was too lazy to go there, and it just sat there without any care.
It was not until half a year ago when Jiang Mian happened to return to China and helped him take a look that he discovered that a resort had been built there at some point.
As the "landlord", Jiang Junyao not only did not see a penny, but he didn't even know about it.
No one would be happy to have his money taken from them right under their noses.
Jiang Junyao was so angry that he jumped three feet high and uttered a bunch of harsh words, but when he found out that the one doing this was their uncle Jiang Jinhua, he quickly stopped and said nothing.
Jiang Jinhua is Mr. Jiang's younger brother who is almost twenty years younger than him. He showed up late in life and has similar characteristics to Jiang Mian.
His birth was not glorious and he was not very close to the Jiang family.
Jiang Junyao looked down on this person from the bottom of his heart.
But it is this person who has been following behind Old Master Jiang and working hard all these years, and has also made a significant figure in the Jiang family over the past 20 years.
Others were earning money for the Jiang family, while Jiang Junyao was spending money, and he felt a little guilty when he wanted to find trouble.
It was quite embarrassing for these two people to have this happen, so embarrassing that Jiang Junyao was planning to turn a blind eye and endure the loss in silence.
However, at this juncture, Jiang Mian returned to China.
Jiang Junyao just threw this matter to Jiang Mian to solve, so he could get the money without offending anyone.
After all, they are brothers, so they can always be more at ease with them than with outsiders.
The change of ownership of such a large industry was heard by Mr. Jiang, the boss, but he kept a tacit attitude after knowing it. His youngest son didn't have much, so he should use something to practice.
After a while, Jiang Mian was parachuted in and became the nominal boss of the resort. He was decisive and strong-willed, and with the support of the Jiang family, within half a year, he not only took control of the management of the entire resort, but also doubled the revenue.
Of course, all the money went into Jiang Junyao's pocket, which made him very satisfied.
"Okay then," Jiang Junyao said in a much more relaxed tone, "Hurry up."
"Mr. Jiang~" a delicate voice came from the other end of the phone, "Who are you calling~"
The call was suddenly hung up.
Jiang Mian was not surprised.
A moment later, he received a voice message from the other party: "Give me a gift, I can't leave here."
Jiang Mian replied with a "OK".
In the past few days, Jiang Mian has been running back and forth between Beijing and Huaicheng for Qiao Yu's matter, and he has not had a good night's sleep.
Today is Mr. Jiang’s 60th birthday. Although it wasn’t celebrated in a big way due to the custom of “not celebrating an integer after zero”, the younger generations still got what they deserved.
The gift that Jiang Mian had prepared long ago has probably been delivered to the nursing home.
Mr. Jiang was in good health until he was fifty years old. Unfortunately, he lost his son in old age, and his health began to decline a few years after his eldest son's death.
Especially in recent years, my health has been seriously deteriorating. I look much older, as if my soul has been taken away.
The man who used to be fearless now begins to cherish his life. He returns to nature and throws himself into the mountains, saying that he wants to breathe fresh air.
Actually, it is useful, but not much.
Jiang Junyao is a hopeless case. It's enough to make him angry every other day.
After a two-hour journey, Jiang Mian went directly to the sanatorium after getting off the plane.
At six o'clock in the evening, before dinner time.
"dad."
He sent the gift over and also found some excuses to say a few good words for Jiang Junyao.
Mr. Jiang snorted lightly and didn't say much.
Jiang Mian nodded slightly to another person at the table: "Third Uncle."
Jiang Jinhua put down the porcelain cup in his hand and said, "Sit down."
Jiang Mian then pulled out a stool and sat down.
"Did you go to Huaicheng?" asked Mr. Jiang.
His voice was deep, probably because of the phlegm, and it sounded sticky.
Jiang Mian responded expressionlessly: "It's not quite the same as I imagined."
"Hmm..." Mr. Jiang glanced at him, "What's the difference?"
"Everything is different," Jiang Mian shook his head gently, "So I came back."
The waiter brought him a cup of chrysanthemum tea, and Jiang Mian lowered his eyes and moistened his throat.
The box returned to silence, leaving only the dull sound of the porcelain cup falling on the wooden table.
They are waiting for Jiang Junyao.
Jiang Mian sighed in his heart.
This meal doesn't look good.
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On the other side, it was the third day after Jiang Mian left Huaicheng.
Grandma held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking Qiao Yu: "Where's Xiao Mian?"
Qiao Yu suddenly heard this nickname and felt a bit amused and confused for a moment: "What do you want to find Xiao Mian for?"
Grandma sighed, and worriedly pulled Qiao Yu's hand and patted it: "He bullied you!"
Qiao Yu's heart sank, and it felt so soft that it almost soaked him completely. She adjusted her breathing repeatedly, suppressed her voice, and whispered softly, "He didn't bully me."
Although there were many messy things between him and Jiang Mian, Qiao Yu did not intend to explain this awkward relationship to his grandmother.
Firstly, my grandma wouldn't understand even if I told her, and secondly, out of some selfish motive, I wanted to preserve the innocence of the past in her simple world.
"Ah! Ah!" Grandma slapped her thigh in anger, "Why doesn't Xiao Mian come home for dinner?"
As she spoke, she walked out. Qiao Yu didn't try to stop her, so he followed her out.
On the way, grandma kept talking about the past, about exams, calling parents, counting up and down, praising one and scolding the other, making her neither laugh nor not laugh.
At this time, grandma spoke clearly and her logic was sound. She chattered on and on like a normal old lady.
Qiao Yu cherished this kind of time with her grandma, so she didn't interrupt and just kept listening.
"After school, he would ride his bicycle to pick you up. As soon as he showed his head at the entrance of the alley, he would ring the bicycle bell. When Aunt Wang from next door heard it, she leaned over and shouted to me - 'Your two little monkeys are back!'"
Qiao Yu laughed.
At that time, Jiang Mian did everything in a hurry. Qiao Yu disliked him for being noisy and also didn't like him ringing the car bell.
But Jiang Mian liked it and didn't listen to Qiao Yu. He wanted to learn to ride a bicycle and go to school by himself.
I have learned it but I still don’t know it now.
The little bump buried in the past has resurfaced, sticking like a needle in my heart, and is particularly eye-catching.
Qiao Yu had been talking about riding a bicycle for several days in a row, thinking that if he could learn how to ride a bicycle, he wouldn't have to rush from the cafeteria to catch the morning clock.
It wasn't until Friday that he passed by the school's shared bicycle parking lot, stood by and hesitated for a while, then took out his phone and scanned one.
After pushing it for a distance, he didn't dare to ride it for fear of falling. From time to time, his feet left the ground, but he quickly stepped back on solid ground, and hopped along the pedals like a disabled person.
He remembered that Jiang Mian once taught him how to ride a bicycle, and he held the back seat for him.
As long as Jiang Mian puts in enough effort, Qiao Yu will be able to ride well.
If Jiang Mian lets go, he will definitely fall.
It’s okay to fall when you’re a teenager. Just laugh and get up.
I'm in my twenties now, and it would be embarrassing if I fell.
Qiao Yu jumped to a stop.
"How can you ride a bike like this?" A laugh suddenly came from behind, "I can't even hold on if I want to."
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