My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

"Su Wen has a tattoo on his lower back, which is the emblem of the Su family in Xitang."

Oh, people from the Su family.

At the end of the month, Su Wen went to Xitang. He was originally going to watch Yuwen listen to a competition. The air tickets to fly abroad were all booked. Su Jin said that he was sick and lingering in bed could not get up, so Su Wen had to rush back overnight.

The Su family is all here, old and young.

"Fourth, you're back."

The person who spoke was Su Bingxian, the second eldest son of the Su family, who was in his late fifties. In total, he was several rounds older than Su Wen. He was old enough to be his father, but he still looked groveling.

The juniors below, all older than Su Wen, lowered their heads and called Fourth Uncle, each one more reserved than the other.

Everyone in the Su family is afraid of Su Wen. The old man also said that except for the fourth child, who is the master, the rest are all part-time workers. How can they not be afraid? Being kicked out was just a matter of Su Wen's words.

The main house of the Su family was an ancestral property left by the old landlord. It was decorated in an antique style. The whole family was standing. Only Su Wen sat at the front seat. The servant served him a cup of Dahongpao. He picked it up, took a sip, and threw it away. Saying "too strong", the servant immediately retreated and started to drink again.

Putting down the teacup, Su Wen muttered lazily: "Su Biqing."

Su Fu stepped forward, lowered his head, and shouted respectfully: "Fourth Uncle."

He raised his eyelashes and glanced with no expression: "Go to the ancestral hall and kneel."

She didn't move.

Su Wen changed his posture and sat with his hands on the back of the chair, showing a casual attitude, but his tone was threatening: "Don't listen?"

Su Fu remained silent, and her father Su Bingye stepped in for her: "Fourth——"

Su Wen was too lazy to listen: "I will kneel until you pass out." Without even looking at his eldest brother, he waved and called the old housekeeper over and ordered, "As soon as you fall, throw him out of the door of Su's house." .”

The old housekeeper said yes repeatedly.

Su Bingye was embarrassed and couldn't keep his face. His face turned blue and white: "Fourth, what do you mean?"

The servant brought freshly brewed tea, and he was shivering and had to offer a cup.

Su Wen took a sip, said nothing, and asked the people to leave. He put down the tea cup, still playing with the tea lid in his hand, and said in a casual tone: "My Su family does not harbor fugitives, no." Call the police and you two, father and daughter, should burn incense and worship Buddha."

Su Bingye's throat was choked.

In the room full of people, old and young, no one dared to say anything.

"Bang."

The tea lid was thrown aside by Su Wen. He raised his hand, and the servant immediately handed him a handkerchief and wiped his hands. He put one leg on the chair and said like an ancestor: "Today I will say Leave it here. I don't care if you cause trouble. If you have the ability, don't let me know. Just because I'm too lazy to care about you doesn't mean you can do whatever you want." After a pause, he raised his eyelids and glanced over, "Understood?"

The last note goes up, and the tone is arrogant and dangerous.

Su Wen had been like this since he was a child. It was the old man's habit to let his other three sons and several grandchildren ride for him. He was born to the same father, and the treatment was very different.

After Su Wen had gone far away, the second son of the Su family dared to vent his anger: "Humph, he really thinks that the entire Su family belongs to him!"

The third child, Su Bingwen, reminded in a low voice: "Be careful what you say, he is the old man's favorite."

The old housekeeper came over and invited the eldest lady to go to the ancestral hall.

Su Fu clenched his hands, his nails pinching the palms of his hands. Su Bingye only said one word to her, endure it.

The east wing of the backyard is the residence of the old man. As soon as you enter the door, there is a copper stove in the front of the lobby. There is a portrait hanging on the copper stove. The portrait is a bit old. The paper is yellowed and the ink is blue. It depicts a woman in a dress. Horseback riding attire, heroic appearance.

The woman in the painting is Su Wen's mother, Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong came from a scholarly family. Thirty years ago, Su Jin took a fancy to him and took him away by force and took him to the mountain. When Su Jin was young, there were many women who wanted to take care of their kidneys but not their hearts. After meeting Xiao Tong, Afterwards, Su Jin was completely defeated, and he closed the door and doted on his wife. However, Xiao Tong was not lucky. He gave birth to a son and died after childbirth. He only lived to the age of twenty-five. After that, Su Jin fasted and chanted Buddha's name, and did not care about worldly affairs.

In addition to the east chamber of Su Jin, there is also an ancestral hall, all with portraits of Xiao Tong. Everyone in the Su family has to take a bath, burn incense and bow down every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.

As soon as Su Jin heard the footsteps outside the house, he knew who was coming. He dropped the beads and ran out: "Ask, you are here."

Except for Su Wen, no one was allowed to break into the east wing.

Su Jin was very excited and smiled like a flower: "I am so happy that you are here."

The old man had fair hair and a boyish face, and his body was very strong. The older he got, the more he looked like a child. Of course, he was so out of character in front of Su Wen and had such a cold face to others, which was very frightening.

Su Wen looked him up and down: "Didn't you say you were sick?" On the phone, he almost coughed up his lungs, saying that he would be lingering on the sickbed for a long time.

Su Jin's face was not red, his eyes were open and his heart was not beating, and he was telling lies: "Yes, I think about my son. I am lovesick. As soon as I see you, I will be cured of it."

Su asked: "..."

This old man!

Su Jin drew a match and lit a stick of incense, then pulled his beloved son to the portrait and said, "Ask me and light a stick of incense for your mother."

Su Wen took the incense and bowed three times.

Su Jin looked at his beloved wife in the portrait, then at his beloved son, and sighed with emotion: "Tongtong, look at our son, is he getting more and more handsome? Fortunately, he looks like you. How beautiful." As he spoke, feeling more energetic, Su Jin pulled up a chair and sat in front of the portrait, "Tongtong, you haven't met our future daughter-in-law, right? She is also very handsome. In the future, our grandson will definitely follow her. Just like you, she is a great beauty..."

After twenty or thirty years of separation, it seems like yesterday.

Su Jin had loved the woman in the painting all his life, but in the blink of an eye, he fell in love with her as before. However, the wife in the painting was still as beautiful as a flower, but his hair was all white.

Not long after the Great Cold, the New Year was about to end, and the weather began to get warmer. Jiang Jiusheng raised a pot of winter plums, and three or four flowers bloomed. Bomei had never seen them before, and she screamed at the winter plum every day, and she was so happy.

It's a pity that Hiromi will never be seen again.

"Shi Jin." Jiang Jiusheng pulled his sleeve from behind.

Shi Jin bent over and was cleaning up Bomei's kennel. He put down the things in his hands, placed Jiang Jiusheng back on the hanging basket chair, and said, "No."

Jiang Jiusheng grabbed his wrist: "Shi Jin."

Her voice softened, a bit coquettish.

If she had used such a tone in the past, Shi Jin would have obeyed her in everything, but this time it was no longer necessary: ​​"Be good." He patted her head and coaxed her in a gentle voice, "If you miss it, you can Go to Xu’s house to see it.”

Yes, Shi Jin wants to send Bomei away, including the dog's home, and not even a single toy. This attitude gives Bomei the illusion that he is going to be abandoned. Note, it's not foster care, it is! throw! abandoned!

It blinked its eyes and said pitifully: "Woof~"

Jiang Jiusheng relented: "Bomei has been vaccinated and dewormed on time, so it won't be a big deal."

The reason why pregnant women cannot keep pets is because pets may contain pathogens such as Toxoplasma gondii. If infected, it will lead to miscarriage or fetal malformation. Doctors do not recommend keeping pets, but it is not absolute. As long as pets can be dewormed and dewormed regularly. With vaccination, the chance of being infected by Toxoplasma gondii is very small.

Shi Jin still disagreed: "Everything is unforeseen and must be eliminated from the source."

"Woof~"

Xu Bomei opened her watery eyes and looked at her mother.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't bear it: "Can't you send it to Jin Yu?"

"No." Shi Jin insisted, with a strong tone, "Bomei is attached to you, so I won't worry if you don't keep her far away."

There was nothing she could do.

"Woof~"

"Woof~"

Hiromi sniffed pitifully and stretched out her little claws to grab her mother's trouser legs.

The dog doesn't want to leave.

The dog can't bear to leave his mother.

"Woof~"

Shi Jin lowered his head and glanced: "Get away from me."

The dog won’t leave! I will fight to the death!

Shi Jin picked it up by its neck and threw it two meters away.

Xu Bomei rolled around on the ground and tried to get up, but when she saw Shi Jin's father's unconscionable and heart-wrenching look in his eyes, he didn't dare to move and lay on the ground with his body stretched out.

"Woof..."

It's so pitiful that I almost cry.

Little cabbage, the ground is yellow, I lost my father when I was three years old, I lost my mother when I was four years old...

It quickly hugged its plump body, curled up into a ball, and was quietly sad. It looked sadly at Shi Jin's father packing up all its dog food and milk powder. It was trembling with sadness.

That little thing is so pitiful.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't bear to watch anymore and went to drink a cup of yellow peach yogurt to calm down. He just opened the refrigerator——

"It's too cold, you can't drink it." Shi Jin closed the refrigerator door, "I'll make some milk powder for you."

"..."

Xu Bomei lost her balance in her heart. Shi Jin's father was not a tyrant to him alone. For example, his mother drank two cups of imported milk powder for pregnant women every day. It didn't taste good at all. Just look at her expression. .

snort! Time tyrant!

"Sister, brother-in-law."

As soon as Jiang Jinyu walked to the entrance, Bomei Sayazi ran over and circled around him.

"Woof!"

"Woof!"

uncle! Hurry up and run away with your dog!

Shi Jin handed the packed box to Jiang Jinyu: "Send it away immediately."

He answered: "Oh."

Then, he squatted down and arranged the items in the box from large to small. Finally, he lifted the Pomeranian and placed it on the far left side of the packing box because it was larger than the toys.

The dog felt as if the sky was falling: "Ooooooo!" After its hysterical protest was ineffective, it was left with grief, "Ooooooo..."

The culprit gave it a cold look, then sat back on the basket chair as if nothing had happened, hugged his wife and asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Xu Bomei waved her paw: "Ouch!" Mom!

Wave again: "Ouch!" Mom, save the dog!

Without waiting for Jiang Jiusheng's answer, Shi Jin asked again: "How about eating dog meat?"

"..."

The dog that was screaming hoarsely one second was as quiet as a chicken the next second, huddled in the box and shivering, and no longer dared to say a word.

Jiang Jinyu took the dog and its box away together, and the dog reluctantly turned around...

Snapped!

The door was thrown shut by Shi Jin, causing a gust of wind.

Xu Bomei: "..."

This feeling of being kicked out cannot be felt even if one's fate is miserable enough.

Without a noisy dog, the whole house became quiet, and the balcony was spacious. Shi Jin was in a good mood, with the corner of his mouth raised, he threw a dog bone toy on the ground into the trash can, washed his hands and sprayed them with disinfectant Shuicai went to hug Jiang Jiusheng: "What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Jiusheng thought for a while: "Spicy."

Maybe because of her pregnancy, her taste has been different recently.

Shi Jin said: "You can only eat a little bit. Pregnant women should avoid eating it."

"good."

It was still early, so Shi Jin hugged her and sat in the hanging basket chair, kissed her behind the ear, and said in a brisk tone: "Sour girl, Shengsheng," he touched her belly, "There may be something wrong in this." It’s a daughter.”

She was only a few months old, not yet pregnant, and her belly was flat, so naturally she couldn't feel anything. However, Shi Jin had recently developed a habit of always touching her belly. When she got interested, she took off her clothes and kissed her.

She leaned against Shi Jin lazily: "That's not allowed."

He rubbed her belly through the sweater, once and for all, as if he couldn't put it down: "When the month is up, I'll ask Director Zhou."

It takes at least three months to know the gender of your baby.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at him: "Why do you need to know in advance?"

Shi Jin said, "Make plans early."

If it's a girl, stay a little longer. If it's a boy... send him to Xu's house as soon as possible. She'll be reluctant to let him go if it's too late.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't quite understand: "What are your plans?"

Shi Jin did not continue the topic, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and waited until she was out of breath before letting go: "Shengsheng, I am most worried about you." One hand was around her waist, which was more than enough, Shi Jin said , "Your waist is too thin."

He had never seen that woman's waist thinner than his Shengsheng's. When making love, she could squeeze it tightly with both hands. It was so thin that he didn't dare to use force for fear of breaking it.

"Isn't it bad for the child?" Jiang Jiusheng raised his head, and his nose just reached his chin. When he spoke, his breath wrapped around his Adam's apple, like a feather gently brushing, tickling.

Shi Jin moved forward a little, bringing himself forward so that her lips could be reached. They were cool and soft. He felt so comfortable being kissed that his Adam's apple rolled.

"With a small pelvic bone, the chance of dystocia is much higher."

Jiang Jiusheng thought for a moment: "We can have a caesarean section."

The sunlight falling in Shi Jin's eyes suddenly dimmed: "I'm so scared when I think of using a knife on you."

There were too many worries, and he worried too early.

Downstairs, Jiang Jinyu was holding a box and just walked out of the gate of the community when someone called him in the car opposite.

"Jin Yu."

Chu Ge came out of the car and didn't know when he came.

Jiang Jinyu was holding a big box and was stunned.

Dog in the box: "Woof."

He came back to his senses and glanced at the people in the car. He had seen both King and Yan, but no one else. He asked, "Is something wrong?"

Chu Ge was in a low mood, and his round, palm-sized face was wrinkled: "I'm going back to Xisu Town. I have a flight in the afternoon."

After Jiang Jinyu heard this, he was silent for a while and said, "Have a nice trip."

Xu Bomei: "Wow."

This Pomeranian is very enthusiastic, but even more aloof as a young man, with an unchanging expression and no emotion at all. He always seems to be like this, with no emotions or joys, and few words.

Chu Ge felt a little sad: "Don't you have anything else to say to me?"

He had a calm expression, neither happy nor angry, nor did he say a word.

Chu Ge wilted and muttered feebly: "But I have a lot to say to you."

Then she stopped talking again.

Jiang Jinyu was silent, waiting for her to speak.

Because her mother was not around, no one braided her hair, so she wore her hair down and covered half of her face. She was not as lively as usual, with a gloomy expression. Her thick black hair made her fair face even more beautiful: "I originally thought I have a lot of things to tell you."

She held the strap of her small cross-body bag in her hand and spoke softly, like talking to herself.

"I'm afraid I don't have enough time to finish it all."

Frowning, she added, "I'm afraid you won't remember it."

"Let me tell you something."

This time, there was a long pause.

She lowered her head, then raised her head to glance at the boy. She immediately lowered her head again and muttered in a low voice, "It's not good to fall in love early. Don't fall in love prematurely."

She raised her head, took another quick look, and found that the boy was looking at him, his eyes full of sunshine. She couldn't move away anymore and looked towards him.

She said: "I remembered something very important again."

She said solemnly: "It is not good for teachers and students to fall in love. You should not accept love letters from female students."

The morning sun hits from the east, stretching the shadows on the ground very long. The young man stood and looked at the girl silently, with traces of confusion in his eyes.

She hooked her fingers together and stirred uneasily for a long time, pursed her lips, and seemed to be giving up. Then she suddenly took a step forward, stood on tiptoes, and pressed her bright red lips on the side of the boy's face.

"Boom!"

The box fell to the ground, and the dog toys and dog food rolled across the floor.

Xu Bomei crawled out of the box: "Woof!"

The young man's dark pupils suddenly broke into a round face, and then continued to expand until they occupied the entire sight. He raised his hand stiffly and only caught a gust of wind.

She bounced away, backed away with a blushing face, and then ran away, shouting as she ran, "I will definitely come back!"

"Woof!"

Xu Bomei ran after her with a fierce expression!

The uncle who bullies Gouzi will just do it if he doesn't give up!

"Woof——"

The car door suddenly opened, and a big man with a scar on his face got out. Xu Bomei was suddenly as quiet as a chicken, and said "Wow~" silently retracting into the box.

King helped Chu Ge open the car door. She looked back for a long time before getting into the car.

In the rearview mirror, the boy stood motionless, with a white fluffy dog ​​squatting at his feet, barking at the car that was driving away.

"Woof."

Jiang Jinyu squatted down, pursed his lips, and picked up the things on the ground back into the box one by one.

Xu Bomei: "Woof!" Wrong, wrong, the big one is in front, the small one is in the back, "Woof!"

The light came from behind and fell on the boy. His ears turned red little by little. The dog toys in the box were arranged in a messy and disorderly manner.

Chu Ge's flight was at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Tan Mobao went to see her off. The parting gift was a hat, Tan Mobao's favorite pink fisherman hat recently.

Chu Ge touched the hat on his head and held Tan Mobao's hand reluctantly: "I will miss you, Wangcai."

Tan·Wangcai·Mo Bao patted her shoulder and said in a tone of voice that he had experienced before: "All the feasts in the world must come to an end." He sighed and hugged the girl, "Come to my live broadcast room if you miss me, and we will fly together."

Chu Ge nodded vigorously.

Then, the two of them chatted affectionately for a few minutes. Finally, Tan Mobao took out a large plastic box for bubble gum from his backpack, which was filled with sand and filled with about twenty eggs. Passed it to King: "This is a free-range egg. It is very nutritious. Don't give it to others. Eat it yourself."

She will never forget the raw egg King gave her.

King took it with both hands and nodded solemnly. He had a fierce appearance and a heavy expression on his face, which was a bit scary. He automatically avoided the tourists coming and going.

"Go ahead." Tan Mobao turned around first and waved his hand behind him, "Take care."

Chu Ge and King left.

Tan Mobao squatted on the road outside the airport, looking at the blue sky and white clouds and the planes flying farther and farther for a few minutes, then he touched his bald head and stood up.

Suddenly, someone appeared from behind and called her: "Second Miss."

Tan Mobao looked wary: "I'm not familiar with you, so don't scream."

She knew this person very well. He had been Tan Xiyao's secretary for several years. His name was Zhou Yue.

Zhou Yue said: "The chairman has had a stroke."

She was really stunned, and her eyes were blank for more than ten seconds. Then she came back to her senses, controlled her expression, and said expressionlessly: "Then go find a doctor."

"The doctor said the situation is not good."

Tan Mobao fell silent.

Zhou Yue's face became more and more solemn: "After the eldest lady passed away, the chairman made a will. All the shares of Tan's Pharmaceutical held in his name will be inherited by you, the second lady. Now the company is in chaos, and several major shareholders have taken advantage of it. The chairman is seriously ill and has done a lot of things behind the scenes."

Tan Mobao understood his purpose and put away his careless expression: "Then what's the point of coming to me? Even if you give me those shares, do you think I can hold on to them as a network anchor?"

Zhou Yue stopped talking.

"Secretary Zhou, my dad didn't tell you, what did I study in college?" Tan Mobao thoughtfully told him, "Funeral major."

"..."

"He's just doing things for people behind their backs."

"..."

For several days, many lawyers came to talk to Tan Mobao. All they said was money. The general meaning was that Tan Xiyao might not be able to survive, and there would be no one to inherit the Wan Guan family wealth. Let her turn around and inherit the property quickly and unify it. Tan's.

Tan Xiyao regained consciousness in the third week of hospitalization. The sequelae of his stroke were very serious. His mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, and it was difficult to speak. When he saw Tan Mobao, his eyelids trembled: "Mo, Mo, Mo..."

After pondering for a long time, he didn't even call out her name.

Tan Mobao glanced at the cold-faced Ms. Yang, then ignored it and walked to the hospital bed: "Stop talking." She got straight to the point, "I'm here to make it clear to you. I have no business acumen, and it's okay to talk to you about family matters." It doesn’t matter, don’t point your fingers at me, make plans in advance.”

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In the middle of the post... there is another update, very late, around midnight, I suggest you watch it tomorrow morning.