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The house is two stories high, leading to the second floor is a wooden staircase with various types of gardenias on both sides of the staircase. This season, gardenias are fragrant, and the whole room is full of fragrance.
There are many paintings hanging on the wall on one side of the stairs, mainly landscape paintings, mixed with several still life paintings. The signature below the painting is - Rong.
Rong? !
It turns out that such a Rong really exists!
Is this Rong the same person as the one mentioned by godfather?
Father has been running here for decades, is it also because of this Rong?
Could it be that I really have an indistinct relationship with this Rong?
Jiang Hua was startled, then walked upstairs with a heavy heart.
There are two bedrooms upstairs with closed doors. The bathroom door was open and the light was on.
Jiang Hua paused for a moment, and finally walked in. The bathroom was also full of gardenia fragrance. There are two pairs of slippers at the door, two towels hanging on the wall, and two sets of toiletries on the washstand, all of which are white. One of the sets was wet and obviously someone had just used it.
Getting used to the action, Jiang Hua reached out to turn off the light.
"Crack!" The sound of the button is particularly loud in a quiet room.
Immediately, there was a "pop!", and the door opened even louder.
Jiang's father ran out of a bedroom in a hurry, passed Jiang Hua directly, and quickly ran to the bathroom to turn on the light.
"It can't be closed, it can't be closed! She will be scared! She will be scared!" Jiang's father looked at the bathroom and murmured, as if possessed by an evil spirit.
Jiang Hua looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar father coldly, his eyes full of suspicion.
who is she? Is that Rong? The old man looked frightened and uneasy because he turned off the light. Would Rong be afraid? Where is that Rong? Have been hiding in the room for decades? Why else had he never seen her?
After a while, Jiang's father came back to his senses, and found that the man standing in front of him was looking at his son Jiang Hua suspiciously.
"Who let you in? Get out!" Jiang's father pointed to the direction of the stairs and yelled at Jiang Hua.
The wind was rushing, and the past suddenly woke up, playing in Jiang Hua's mind like a movie.
When I was a child, the ferocious roar, the iron palm that was raised high and then fell heavily, the hateful eyes that were regarded as a thorn in the side
Jiang Hua's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, his face was dark, and his whole body exuded a cold air.
"This is the Jiang family's mansion. As a descendant of the Jiang family, why can't I come in? Are you trying to remove me from the Jiang family tree?" Jiang Hua said coldly.
Like a millennium of ice, Jiang Hua's cold expression shocked Father Jiang, he restrained his anger, and his voice was low: "I don't want to see you now, go out!"
"Just right! I never wanted to see you either!" Jiang Hua responded coldly, turned and entered the bedroom.
Jiang's father didn't expect Jiang Hua to rush into the room directly, chased him in angrily, and pulled Jiang Hua's body hard: "Who let you in? Get out!"
"ah!"
Jiang's father's violent action pulled Jiang Hua's injury, and he couldn't help but growl in pain.
"What's the matter with you?" Jiang's father was taken aback for a moment, then let go, glanced up and down Jiang Hua, and asked worriedly.
"I can't die! Don't cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful!"
Taking a deep breath, the pain was gradually released, Jiang Hua sat down on a soft chair in a corner, looked at his father with cold eyes, and said mockingly: "Even if I lose my arms and legs, if you want to throw me out of here, you can't do it." It's not easy."
Seeing that he was in good condition, Father Jiang heaved a sigh of relief. Facing Jiang Hua's provocation, he didn't care about it anymore, and he didn't drive him out again. Instead, he poured a cup of hot water for Jiang Hua.
"If you are injured, you should go to the hospital. Don't think that you can't take it seriously when you are young. After the root of the disease is burned, you will suffer when you are old." Jiang's father sat down beside him, looking at his son with concern.
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What kind of medicine is this wrong? The old man actually poured water for himself today? Still concerned about your body?
Especially that distressed look made Jiang Hua not only uncomfortable, but also had goose bumps all over his body.
The muscles of the face twitched unnaturally, Jiang Hua turned his head and refused to accept Jiang's father's concerned eyes, and left the biggest object in your room - a big wooden bed, which looked decades old.
The bed sheet is brand new, and when it is lifted, it can be seen that Jiang's father has just rested here. On the bedside table, there is a photo frame with group photos inside. Because it was too far away, he couldn't see it. So, he got up and stepped forward.
"You" Father Jiang wanted to stop him, butWhat, swallowed the words again, so he watched Jiang Hua pick up the photo frame on the bedside table.
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? In the photo, the young and handsome father Jiang is less than 30 years old, with a warm smile on his face, and his big arms around the woman's waist, which is as happy as owning the whole world.
Ever since he was a child, Jiang Hua had never seen his father smile so heartily.
He always thought that his father had a facial muscle problem, so he couldn't laugh. But I never thought that my father could smile so beautifully.
On the other side, the young girl who was tightly embraced by Jiang's father, as if holding a rare treasure, had snow-skinned skin, delicate facial features, bright eyes and bright teeth, petite and exquisite, and a sweet smile, just snuggling up to her father In her arms, it seemed that her father was hers and everything to her.
The charm of this beautiful girl is actually similar to that of Qu Ping! Tranquil, clean and ethereal.
Heh, he and his father have at least one thing in common, they both like the same type of woman
No! Why is this woman's facial features so familiar, where did she seem to have seen them before?
It seems that it is a bit similar to myself.
Jiang Hua frowned. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the half-open drawer. When he took a closer look, there was an old photo album inside.
Putting down the photo frame, Jiang Hua took out the photo album from the drawer and opened it gently.
What caught my eye was a family photo. Jiang's father, the woman just now, is still holding a few-month-old Mao Maotou in the middle, and there is no gender. The family of three laughed happily!
Next scroll down, all photos of Maomaotou,
The mother sleeps with the baby,
The mother gave the baby a bath,
The mother accompanied the baby to play with toys,
Dad teaches the baby to crawl,
The baby walks waddlingly among the parents,
Mom hugged and played,
Dad raised his head high,
The mother ran beside me,
Dad took it to swim, wearing a pair of underwear, it was a boy,
Mom sent her to kindergarten,
My mother accompanied me on an outing,
Next, my mother never appeared again.
I am in elementary school,
Became an excellent young pioneer,
gave a speech on stage and won the first prize,
Being beaten by a classmate, squatting in a corner and crying,
?He took the first place in the class and ran home excitedly with the report card,
?Participating in junior high school military training, wearing a military uniform, the young man is in high spirits,
Having been stuffed with a love letter by a girl, her face turned red,
? The textbook was soiled by classmates, and the hair of the cleanliness,
Annually rated as a three-good student and top ten teenagers, all the certificates are listed,
I went to high school and became a well-known computer genius in the school. Even the computer teacher would come to him with a small stool to help him deal with some difficult and miscellaneous diseases.
In the second year of high school, he was beaten up by Lan Qian, and angrily took boxing class to train his muscles.
?With excellent grades, he was admitted to the National University with the first place in the school
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