"No, little brother, I only watched TV dramas before, such as Blue Life and Death Love, I thought the plot was outrageous at the time, but who would have thought that this would happen in real life, and it wasn't like I changed when I was a child, and I look like this I'm old, I'm about to graduate from university and look for a job"
"Do you think that our family has nothing to do with it? There are no parents in this family, but you have my brother, and I will not let you suffer a little bit. I will definitely let you live better than when you were in Jiang's family. I will go out now help you find a place to work."
Jiang Keran grabbed Jiang Shunhao's trousers when he stood up, and he squatted down slowly.
"Little brother, why do you always misunderstand me? I just paint and work as a freelancer. I know you will treat me well. You are handsome and have small eyes, unlike my unlucky brother. Then The big eyes are like belly buttons, and they are more masculine than him. In short, I really can¡¯t find anything wrong with you. If I have to say something, it should be that you like to fight, and you are the kind that kills you. I Fear."
"Don't worry, brother will not cause trouble in the future, but whoever bullies my sister, I will definitely not go around him, whether it is you or Fu"
Fu Qinqi hesitated to speak, but there seemed to be the shadow of Fu Yurou in front of her eyes. There was a big bag on her head, and it was Fu Qinqi who threw her on the back of a bull. It was even popular in the village to drink Coke with chewing gum. At that time, he put Fu Yurou, who was only a few years old, on the bed, covered her with a quilt, first fed her a sip of Coke, and then broke some chewing gum for her to swallow. He didn't save Fu Yurou until his mother came back, but But she kept having diarrhea and went back and forth to the hospital several times, but her body was still weak.
From then on, Chen Luolan seemed to help Fu Qinqi atone for his sins, giving Fu Yurou first what was delicious and useful.
"Little brother, look at my drawing, does it look good?"
The realist Jiang Keran wiped away his tears, blew his nose, and continued to draw the dejected Fu Qinqi.
"good!"
The iron man Fu Qinqi also has a tender side. He raised his hard palm and gently stroked Jiang Keran's hair. When he was in Jiang's house, he always wanted to take the opportunity to tell Jiang Keran the truth, because his mother used her own blood to touch Jiang Keran's hair. It dripped onto Jiang Keran's injured gauze, and it melted.
But Chen Luolan kept blocking Fu Qinqi's impulse, she didn't want to hurt Fu Yurou.
Fu Qinqi originally agreed, but when he saw his mother die, he didn't dare to tell Jiang Keyan the truth. He still endured the separation of his family, and he couldn't breathe because he didn't even hear Jiang Ke murmured "Mom."
Therefore, he resolutely decided to take Jiang Keran back and not let her be angry at Jiang's house. What he didn't expect was that the process was so smooth.
"Why are you painting me?"
"Little brother, our painting teacher taught you to leave something you like on the drawing board, but I'm not saying that you are a thing, in short, you are not a thing."
"hehe."
Fu Qinqi couldn't help laughing, it seemed that everything Jiang Keran said was right.
"Little brother, I don't care about laughing haha, it's too cold, if you want to laugh in the future, just hahaha, hehe, hehehe."
Seeing Jiang Keran's cute look, Fu Qinqi couldn't help scratching her nose with his hand. And Jiang Keran could feel Fu Qinqi by his side from the corner of his eye, and seemed to have calmed down a lot.
At this time, the intrusion of a middle-aged man destroyed this warm picture of the setting sun.
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