"Beichen, you... aunt..." Jiang Yi's room, after Jiang Beichen fed his grandfather to take medicine, he was about to leave, but Jiang Yi suddenly grabbed his hand.

When Jiang Beichen heard the word "Grand Aunt", he trembled slightly.

Dagu Jiang Qin married a poet in her early years and lived in a small town in the western suburbs.

Later the poet left, leaving behind an orphan and widowed mother.

My father was seriously ill at that time, and Jiang Beichen also asked me to go to my aunt's door, but my aunt did not lend him money.

Although he knew that it was not easy for his aunt, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Don't... don't blame your aunt... it's all my fault... me!"

Jiang Yi's eyes turned red, and turbid tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

If he hadn't been bedridden by the time, his second son might not have left so early.

Over the years, even in the hospital bed, Jiang Yi has been in self-blame.

"Second Young Master, in addition to thinking about you the most in the past few years, I have been thinking about the eldest lady. Over the years, the eldest lady and her two children have opened a supermarket in the town, and it has not been easy!"

Uncle Fu next to him couldn't help but sigh.

Jiang Beichen sighed and nodded: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will go to visit my aunt tomorrow!"

In fact, Jiang Beichen didn't feel much resentment towards Jiang Qin.

Now that my grandfather mentioned it, of course I have to visit it.

After the father and the other two chatted for a while, Jiang Yi became dozed unconsciously. Jiang Beichen knew that the medicinal power was playing a role in the meridians, so he quickly grabbed Jiang Yi's wrist in his hand and transferred his skills.

This will break the blood clots faster and unblock the meridians. If nothing unexpected happens, grandpa will not be able to walk down the ground! "Second Master, otherwise you will rest and leave after dinner! You haven't had a meal with the master for a long time!"

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Beichen gradually subsided. Uncle Fu could not help but say something worried when he saw that he was sweating profusely.

Jiang Beichen's face was slightly pale, indeed a little tired. He nodded and said, "Okay, there is Uncle Lao Fu!"

Uncle Fu led Jiang Beichen to a small courtyard. Although he had not lived in a long time, he was extremely clean.

This is the yard where Jiang Beichen lived with his father when he was a child, but he didn't expect that someone would take care of it.

"Uncle Fu, are you cleaning up this yard?"

"I don't think about it. The second young master will come back sooner or later one day, so I will come here regularly to clean up!"

Uncle Fu smiled.

"I'm afraid the second young master is no longer looking down on this courtyard now!"

Uncle Fu sighed in his heart, and there seemed to be a look of relief in his eyes.

Not to mention anything else, Jiang Beichen's medical skills alone are enough to have a vast world outside.

At this moment, Jiang Beichen put his wide palm on the old locust tree in the middle of the yard, but his eyes were trembling slightly.

Even though he is all over the world today, this courtyard is still an eternal return in his eyes.

The Jiang family is his root! Cough cough! Walking into the house and closing the door, Jiang Beichen immediately began to sit cross-legged.

I used my grandfather to treat my illness. Although the consumption was not very large, the injuries in my body showed signs of ups and downs, so I quickly began to use my qi to heal my injuries with both hands.

At this time, Jiang Xuanyuan came to Jiang Tianming's study room excitedly.

"Dad, he's back to the yard!"

Naturally, I couldn't do it in Jiang Yi's room. Who would have thought that after this kid came out, he didn't leave and ran to the yard! "Dad, do you want me to find someone to do it now?"

Jiang Xuanyuan asked with a sneer.

"Don't be anxious!"

Jiang Tianming shook his head, his eyes flashed, "Your cousin has been very clever since he was a child. This time, he dares to come back with confidence, so it may not be a reliance on it!"

For some reason, Jiang Tianming felt that Jiang Beichen seemed to have become a little different when he came back this time.

Especially the indifferent attitude he showed after coming back last time made him feel a little uneasy.

"Dad, are you thinking too much? What can he rely on as a veteran?"

Jiang Xuanyuan scoffed at him. In his eyes, even if Jiang Beichen made friends with Yuan Zhengnan, it was just because he had lost his luck and was still a waste in essence.

"In this way, you ask Haibo and Haitao to test first, just in case!"

Jiang Xuanyuan thought for a long time and suddenly spoke.

Haibo and Haitao are two cousins ​​of the second and third aunts. The two families now live in the old house of the Jiang family. They flatter Jiang Tianming all day long and become a parasite of the Jiang family.

"Dad, is it necessary to be so cautious?"

Jiang Xuanyuan curled his lips disdainfully.

"Be careful to make the ten thousand-year-old ship. After all, after being a soldier for several years, your skills will never be bad, and you must not find a reason for everything?"

Jiang Tianming suddenly sneered.

“Don’t Haibo likes cars?

Let’s make a fuss about this! After raising these dogs who eat rice for so long, it’s time to do their best!”

Jiang Tianming spoke with deep meaning.

Jiang Xuanyuan instantly understood the meaning and nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll make arrangements now."

In the evening, Jiang Beichen breathed a long sigh and vomited out the depression in his body.

After adjusting my breathing for an afternoon, my body felt much more relaxed and I was about to get off to sit.

And just then, there was a bang.

The door was actually kicked open.

Two tall young men rushed into the house with great momentum.

Jiang Beichen frowned. When he saw the two of them, he naturally recognized them. They were two cousins ​​from his aunt's family.

Haibo and Haibo.

"Are you two doing anything?"

Last time at the full moon banquet, the two of them climbed high and sarcastically sarcasticated him.

He naturally has no good face at this moment.

"Jiang Beichen, did you drive that Bugatti today?"

Haibo stared at Jiang Beichen and questioned, looking arrogant.

Jiang Beichen frowned and said coldly: "I am your brother, do you just talk to me in this tone?"

"Haha, brother?

Who the hell admits you are brother?”

Haitao next to him suddenly sneered disdainfully, "You have been driven out of the house by your uncle. You are now a waste and an abandoned child! You always look down on you when you talk to you. What qualifications do you have to take the airs of your brother in front of us?"

"We don't talk nonsense to you. Hurry up and hand over the keys of Bugatti. My uncle said that from now on, this car will be ours!"

Haibo said impatiently.

As he said that, he stretched out his hand directly, looking as if he was taken for granted.

"What he said?"

Jiang Beichen frowned. Unexpectedly, the two of them came for Bugatti. He couldn't help but sneer and said, "This car is mine. What does it have to do with him, Jiang Tianming? If he says he will give it to you?"

"fart!"

Haibo suddenly glared, "Your father is dead, you have to listen to your uncle. My uncle is now the head of the family and has the right to allocate any resources in the family!"

"If it weren't for the reputation of the Jiang family, would you think the Yuan family would give you a car?"

At this time, Haitao suddenly spoke and said with disdain: "After all, the car belongs to our Jiang family. What qualifications do you have to enjoy such a good car? Hand over the keys!"

Jiang Beichen was really surprised. If such shameless words were, the two brothers were justified.

"What if I don't give it?"

Jiang Beichen sneered with his eyes narrowed.

“Not handing over?

If you don’t give it, do you think you can leave this house today?”

Haibo suddenly sneered, pointed at Jiang Beichen, and said word by word: "You have never been a kid since childhood, wild-skinned!"

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Beichen's face turned completely cold.

With his identity, he will never get angry easily, but his life experience is his reverse scale.

"What, are you angry?"

Haibo sneered disdainfully.

"Then listen, I'll say it again, you're just a wild person..." Before the words were finished, a wide slap had already fallen heavily on Haibo's face.
To be continued...