Although he has only one side relationship with Meng Zhengbing, Jiang Xiaoqing still has a good impression of this good-tempered man.

However, Jiang Xiaoqing is not a doctor and can't help, so he can only sigh regretfully, then close his eyes and go to sleep.

Reborn last night, she didn't sleep well all night, and today she coped with so many superlatives, and now she is so tired that her eyelids are fighting.

It's just that, although sleepy, Jiang Xiaoqing still struggled to turn over, hugged Fang Hong's arm, felt the temperature on his mother's body, and suddenly felt at ease.

"Mom......" she whispered.

"What's wrong?" Fang Hong was puzzled.

"Mom......" Jiang Xiaoqing's voice was confused.

Fang Hong then looked at the moonlight, and the girls next to her were about to fall asleep!

"What are you talking about?"

Fang Hong smiled, looking at Jiang Xiaoqing's delicate and delicate face, she couldn't help but sigh: "It's all grown so big......

I still remember that sixteen years ago, when she held Jiang Xiaoqing for the first time, she was only a little bit, like a kitten, Fang Hong was really afraid that this little ball would melt in her hands!

didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, that little group would grow into a big girl!

Fang Hong was a little relieved.

"Mom......"

At this time, Jiang Xiaoqing seemed to be asleep, but he still muttered in his mouth: "Don't go ......"

Inexplicably, Jiang Xiaoqing's voice was filled with a thick sadness and pain!

It's like something has been done, a nightmare of separation!

Fang Hong was a little distressed, touched her daughter's face, and said, "Mom doesn't leave, Mom is by your side, sleep well, Mom will be on your side for big things." ”

As if hearing Fang Hong's comfort, Jiang Xiaoqing's breathing was a little rapid, and gradually stabilized, no longer muttering those sad dream words, and fell asleep.

Fang Hong calmed down, hugged Jiang Xiaoqing, and after a while, gently stroked Jiang Xiaoqing's back, and slowly fell asleep.

……

was about tired, Jiang Xiaoqing slept until nine o'clock in the morning.

When she woke up, she found that there were only her and her benefactor at home, and there was a big white-flour steamed bun in a steamer.

Jiang Dexiang and Fang Hong both went out to do things, and Jiang Zhou and Jiang He were not there.

Jiang Xiao looked at the steamed bun in the steamer, which was bigger than her two fists, reached out and broke a small piece of it, and walked towards the hall, thinking that Jiang Zhou should have gone to help Fang Hong get off the ground.

As for Jiang He, he must have gone to the village to go wild with his friends.

"Hasn't the benefactor woken up yet......"

Jiang Xiao nibbled on the steamed bun and was about to open the door of the master bedroom-

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the front yard, as if someone had kicked the door open!

Jiang Xiaoqing was startled and quickly ran out.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw a young man in a black jacket and leather pants walking in at the courtyard gate, followed by two tall black suit bodyguards, just like the second ancestor of a rich family played in the movie.

The man kept the most popular "Aaron Kwok head", that is, the mushroom head, three or seven points, with a few strands of broken hair, he pushed the sunglasses to his forehead, with the little white face like a cream boy, walking in this loess and yellow village, very out of place, very eye-catching.

Seeing him, Jiang Xiaoqing was like being struck by lightning and was stunned in place.

As soon as the man came in, he saw Jiang Xiaoqing, wearing a thin white cotton shirt and black cotton pants, and a pair of gray cloth shoes under his feet, which was simply ......

The soil can't be dirty anymore!

"Hey, village girl."

The man spoke very unceremoniously to Jiang Xiaoqing, and then glanced at the bodyguard next to him, and the bodyguard immediately took out a gray banknote, "You know Jiang ...... What's going on with ginger? ”

"Jiang Xiaoqing." The bodyguard next to him reminded in a whisper.

"Oh yes, Jiang Xiaoqing."

The man reacted, took out the banknote in the bodyguard's hand, threw it at Jiang Xiaoqing, and fell to the ground lightly.

He lifted his chin and said in a commanding tone, "Do you know where this man lives?" Take me there, and the fifty dollars will be yours!" ”