Min Chengjun glanced at Lu Xiaochang and didn't understand why she was asking Lu Xiaotong. After a while, he asked, "What are you asking your brother for? Just have me!"
Not to mention that Lu Xiaotong couldn't accept Lu Xiaochang like this, even he was so excited at the time that he wanted to slap her to death! Given Lu Xiaotong's character, beating Lu Xiaochang was an understatement, and the mother and son might be half dead.
Lu Xiaochang bit his lip, looked at Min Chengjun for a while and then said quietly: "Can you protect me for the rest of your life? Can you also protect this baby in your belly? You haven't gotten married yet, what if you do? Brother Chengjun, this
I thought a lot about it for a while. I used to hate my belly, but gradually I stopped hating it. I still want to be grateful to him.
If it hadn't been for him, I might not have figured it out and didn't know how pathetic I was. When something like this happened, everyone was mocking me behind my back. No one comforted me, not even a close friend.
Brother Cheng Jun, I was completely mad when I had a fight with Ye Fengruo today. That’s why I was so impulsive and ignored everything. It’s not that I wanted to eat without paying, it was because I didn’t bring any money, but I was so greedy that I couldn’t bear it.
I can’t help it. I’m sorry, Brother Chengjun.”
"Stop talking about it, the past is in the past." Min Chengjun comforted her, "If you can think about it, I'm happy for you. Don't worry about the future. You can live here with peace of mind. I will take care of whatever happens when your brother comes back.
Don't think too much, you really need to find someone to be responsible for this child. If you agree, I am willing to be responsible for the child. After all, I failed to take good care of you."
When Lu Xiaochang heard that Min Chengjun said that he was willing to take responsibility for the child, he felt very uncomfortable. His nose was sore, tears couldn't stop flowing, and he couldn't help but cry softly.
Da Mu came out of the kitchen at this time and stood motionless next to Lu Xiaochang, who was crying quietly. He wanted to open his mouth and come forward to comfort him, but suddenly he felt cold all over his body. He looked up and saw Min Chengjun's eyes that could make people freeze, and he hurriedly
He ran out to clear the table.
"Let's go up." Min Chengjun closed the drawer and walked out of the counter. He handed Lu Xiaochang a tissue to wipe his tears and followed her upstairs.
Downstairs, Big Wood put away the dishes, chopsticks and plates on the table, carried two buckets of water, and wiped the table vigorously with a towel...
At 7:30 the next morning, Wang Xiaoye had tidied up and was walking out the door when there was a knock on the door. When he opened the door, he saw Zhu Yujie standing outside the door looking a little tired. Wang Xiaoye smiled when he saw the door.
, "It's time to have breakfast."
Wang Xiaoye smiled and accepted, and followed Zhu Yujie into the room of the two brothers. When he entered the door, he saw Lei Qiyun sitting with his back straight, holding a bun in one hand and porridge in the other. He was stunned and said: "Mr. Lei
morning!"
"Sit down, it's a bit hot. Eat slowly." Lei Qiyun drank the porridge carefully.
Zhu Yujie asked Wang Xiaoye to sit next to him and gave him chopsticks. He used the chopsticks to pick up fried dough sticks and placed them on the porridge bowl in front of Wang Xiaoye. He also picked up steamed buns and handed them to her, "Eat more, and you will play an important role from today on."
Already."
Wang Xiaoye smiled and ate in silence.
Lei Qiyun looked at the two of them calmly, smiling without saying anything.
The three of them had just finished eating, and Qi Xiaolai came up. He took the bowls and chopsticks down, but said before leaving, "Whatever you want, just call me. My name is Qi Xiaolai."
"Okay, thank you." Lei Qiyun looked slightly cold and looked straight at Qi Xiaolai. Qi Xiaolai felt an inexplicable chill all over his body. After noticing Lei Qiyun's expression, he turned around and left with some nervousness.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Yujie was a little confused.
Lei Qiyun raised the file bag in his hand, "I looked at it yesterday and put it on the table. After we went out and came back, it was still on the table. Although the position has not changed, the direction of the sealing line has changed. Someone
After touching it, do you think about who this person might be?"
"It can't be Min Chengjun, right?" Zhu Yujie thought about it. When they left, only Min Chengjun and Qi Xiaolai were there. He was confused, "him? Why did you put such an important thing on the table?" Zhu Yujie looked at him.
, "When did you become so careless?"
Lei Qiyun said indifferently: "Brother Cheng Jun, who saw you yesterday, wanted to watch a show, but forgot about it. Xiaoye, it's your business to collect and store it, right?"
Wang Xiaoye was helpless. Only then did he realize that the great Mr. Lei would still shirk responsibility and said bravely: "Yes, I was careless. I won't do it again in the future."
Lei Qiyun smiled proudly at Zhu Yujie, as if to say, "Look, it's not my fault. She has admitted that there is nothing you can do to me."
Zhu Yujie felt deeply powerless. Since he started working, Lei Qiyun has given up his dishonest temper. He has shown a decisive, wise and cold appearance. No one knows what he is like in private, except Zhu Yujie of course. Look.
He couldn't help but lament when he looked like this. Ever since he entered the town, it seemed like he had returned to his previous appearance. Could it be that there was something wrong with the feng shui of the town?
"By the way, Xiaoye, let me take a look at your work record yesterday." Lei Qiyun stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Wang Xiaoye, who looked confused.
Ah! Wang Xiaoye just felt a "bang" in his head, and he was blown to pieces. Yesterday's work record, first came to look at the house, then fell asleep, then ate, and then came back to sleep. What was the work content?
After sorting out his mind and calming down a little, he said: "Mr. Lei, I was in a hurry yesterday and didn't have time to write. Do you think it's okay to repeat it orally?"
Seeing Lei Qiyun nod, he continued: "We set off from the provincial capital around 8:20 yesterday and arrived at the county seat around 1 pm. We arrived in the town before 2 pm and then came here to look at the house at 2:20.
, I went out to buy food around 2:50.
Then, Mr. Lei and Vice-President Zhu fell asleep. Then I fell asleep too... We set off from our residence around 5:40, went out to eat, and came back at 9:30." At the end, only the one with a low voice spoke.
I just heard it myself.
Zhu Yujie was deeply aware of Lei Qiyun's boredom, smiled and leaned back in his chair, and said seriously: "Xiaoye, if your work record was in written form, Mr. Lei would definitely throw it out. Fortunately, he said it out loud.
, he can’t hold it and throw it.”
Wang Xiaoye looked at Lei Qiyun with an embarrassed look.
Lei Qiyun was not angry, just a little serious, "Xiaoye, do you know what your problem is? You remember your time well. The most important thing is that you didn't explain things clearly, and you didn't explain people clearly. But
,"
He changed his tone and looked at Zhu Yujie, and said with a smile: "This can only be blamed on your brother Yujie. He didn't explain your job clearly to you. He didn't explain clearly what the mission of this trip was. The leader didn't take it well.
, how can you expect your subordinates to have no faults? Vice President Zhu, right?"
Listening to Lei Qiyun fully blaming him for the blame, Zhu Yujie cleared his throat and said helplessly: "Okay, it's all my fault. Xiaoye, look at this." Zhu Yujie stepped in front of Lei Qiyun.
He grabbed the file bag and handed it to Wang Xiaoye.
Wang Xiaoye took it, looked at the expressions of the two people in front of him, and opened the file bag. Looking at the eyes of the two people looking at him, he suddenly felt that this light file bag was weighing him down. It seemed that what he was holding was not a file.
bag, but a dynamite bag with a fuse...
My mind wandered with random thoughts, but my hands did not stop. I opened the file bag and took it out: there were only three pages of paper. Two of them were handwritten manuscript papers. One was old and yellowed, and the other did not look new.
, and a brand new A4 paper.
"Read the papers in the order you see them." Lei Qiyun reminded lightly.
Wang Xiaoye picked up a page of paper, his hands shaking unconsciously.
Lei Qiyun couldn't help laughing, "It's not your contract, why are your hands shaking?"
Wang Xiaoye held the paper in both hands and read it carefully. There were only a few words in it. It was a letter. It read: Brother, we have not seen each other for several years. I am fine and don’t need to worry about it. I have something to ask for. This son Yujie has a poor life experience. Please
You must take him in and educate him. If he agrees, let him thank you! Below is the name, only the word "plum" is written, and the time is only the twentieth day of the first lunar month.
He turned over another slightly older piece of paper and it read: Brother, I have a few things that trouble me, please help me.
The first thing was that Wang Xiaonan recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan as Lei Qixiao. He also transferred the property in my name to his name. The additional condition was that it could not be sold or given to others within sixty years.
The second thing is that everything that belongs to me in Chenghe will be transferred to Ye Fengqiao's name and will be distributed and disposed of by her.
The third thing is that I can’t remember some things after so many years. I want to go back and have a look. Please allow me.
Then below is the name, written Lei Meizi. At the bottom is the date, written September 18, 2004. Compared to the first letter, the handwriting is neater. The person who wrote it should be more careful than the first letter.
September 18th, 2004, couldn't be September 18th in the lunar calendar, right? September 2004 in the lunar calendar - too many things happened. Wang Xiaoye's head was in chaos, and his heart was like boiling water.
Countless question marks flashed through my mind.
Regarding Wang Xiaonan’s life experience, I had only heard people say that he was married to him by his mother. He was not his father’s biological son, but his mother’s child with another man. Some people said that his mother picked him up from outside.
There are various theories. In addition, his mother Lei Meizi is indeed not from the town, which makes it even more confusing.
At this time, it seems that Wang Xiaonan is not only not a "bastard", but also a son of a wealthy family - he recognizes his ancestors and returns to the clan. Lei Qixiao cannot be Mr. Lei's younger brother, right?
Thinking about Wang Xiaonan's previous indifferent and distant attitude towards people, it was similar to the way Mr. Lei behaved at work. It's just that the former was more arrogant, while the latter was distant.
Wang Xiaoye turned over the third piece of A4 paper in a state of mind that could not be calmed down. It had more words. Looking at the beginning, it should be a reply. However, the handwriting looked familiar, and it was actually Mr. Lei's handwriting. The number of words was larger than the first two.
Much more.
Lei Meizi:
Sister, I haven’t seen you for many years, and I have been waiting for you to come back. Over the years, we, brother and sister, have been together less and apart more often, and have not given you any care and attention. As a brother, I feel very guilty.
I didn’t answer the three things you asked last time, and you must know the reason. I didn’t invite you to go home because I knew that if you didn’t respond to the first two things, you would never come back. To you
I owe you. To this day, I can only say I'm sorry. I don't ask for your forgiveness. I just ask that you can hate me less.
It has been six years since I wrote this letter. I really hope to see you, my only sister, at the end of my life. I also have a son who I only know exists but don’t know what he looks like.
Don't ask for forgiveness, just ask to see each other again.
Plum, blood is thicker than water, this is also my last wish. If he doesn't want to, you can persuade him. If he comes, he can stay as he wishes, and I won't stop him. What belongs to him will eventually belong to him. Thank you,
Please allow me! My name is Lei Xincheng, and the date is August 18, 2010 at nine o'clock in the evening.
Lei Xincheng is the old boss of Chenghe Group. In Wang Xiaoye's impression, he has always been sleeping in the ward with his breath hanging. I heard from others that Lao Lei always suffered a series of consequences after the theft of the company many years ago.
I fell ill due to the blow. My health has been getting worse every year, and it has gotten worse since this year. After several rescues, I did not survive in the end.
Lao Lei passed away at three o'clock in the morning on August 19th. This letter was written a few hours before he passed away. If you haven't come yet, send it out. If you had sent it out, I wouldn't be here now.
.
After Wang Xiaoye read it, he carefully put the letter on the table. He had countless questions rolling around in his mind, and he didn't know which one to ask first. He could only carefully tidy up the letter paper and put it back on the table. After a pause, he took it out again.
Zhang Zhang looked at it and asked, "Is September 18, 2004 based on the solar calendar or the lunar calendar?"
Zhu Yujie thought for a while, picked up the other two pieces of letter paper, and read the letter related to him. "It should be the lunar calendar. People here keep track of days according to the lunar calendar, and they usually write down the days they remember."
Wang Xiaoye found that his head was spinning. Too many things had happened in September, the fourth year of the lunar calendar.
I remember correctly that I had just entered college. Not long after returning to school after the first National Day, I received a call from home. He said that his uncle had been in a car accident and he was afraid that he might not survive! He asked for leave and went directly to the hospital to see his uncle for the last time.
On the other hand, when I arrived at the hospital, I saw an aunt lying on a mobile stretcher, sobbing bitterly, holding her newborn baby in her arms with one hand, and holding on to another stretcher with the other hand.
When everyone pulled her hand away, she saw her uncle lying on a stretcher after the rescue efforts failed. The child had just been born and her husband passed away. At that time, I just thought that the most tragic thing in the world was this! But I never imagined that this was just tragic.