Chapter 1350

At this time, the sky has become much brighter, the clouds and clouds in the mountains are winding, and the scenery of the villa is gradually clear in front of my eyes.

Zhuang Jia and the little boy walked slowly along the corridor.

The veranda was very long, and when I occasionally met other members of the Yu family, they would smile and nod in greeting.

They always seem to have a gentle smile on their faces.

Then I remembered the family motto of the Yu family, it is really Buddhist...

So, Yu Yang's restraint of emotions is not innate at all, but acquired? After all, since he was instilled with the idea of ​​not getting angry and managing emotions since childhood, it is no wonder that he is so rational and calm.

"Jia Jia."

Suddenly hearing Yu Yang calling her name, Zhuang Jia was slightly taken aback and looked up.

Yu Yang was coming from the fork in front of him.

He didn't wear a coat. On a winter morning, he only wore a light gray woolen sweater on his upper body, as if he didn't know the cold. He walked down the ancient-style corridor, with broad shoulders and long legs, and a cool demeanor.

Zhuang Jia was happy to see him, and greeted him briskly.

As he got closer, he realized that the broken hair on his forehead was damp, and there was a little sweat on his face.

Zhuang Jia was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Did you find me?"

"Yeah." Yu Yang looked calm, without any anxiety, walked over to hold her hand, and asked, "Why didn't you bring your mobile phone?"

"I originally planned to go back after a casual stroll, but then I wanted to find out which house you lived in, and I walked away before I knew it..." Zhuang Jia explained softly, looking at his expression, "Have you been looking for me for a long time?"

Yu Yang didn't answer, his eyes fell on the little boy, and he asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'll take my aunt to see the tree." The little boy emphasized, "to see my laurel tree."

Yu Yang said: "Guigui, we will have breakfast soon, go back and change your clothes, and go to see the tree after breakfast."

The little boy was still wearing clothes for practicing Tai Chi.

"But I've already discussed it with my aunt." He didn't want to.

Yu Yang thought for a while, then knelt down and asked him, "Guigui, is your osmanthus tree blooming yet?"

Gui Gui frowned and shook her head: "No."

"Are the leaves withered?"

"Dried."

"Does the laurel tree look good now?"

"...not pretty."

Yu Yang said: "When the osmanthus tree becomes more beautiful, let Auntie see it, okay?"

Gui Gui tightly pursed her lips and looked at Yu Yang with aggrieved expression.

Zhuang Jia felt a little sorry and wanted to say something, but Gui Gui suddenly turned her face and ran away.

"Ah..." Zhuang Jia was stunned, then looked at Yu Yang, "Do you want to call me back?"

"Don't be angry." Yu Yang smiled as he looked at the little figure running away.

He raised his hand to pull Zhuang Jia into his arms, and said with a faint smile, "Don't worry, I came here like this when I was a child. He probably didn't want people to see him angry, so he ran to a place where he can be angry."

"Is it really okay..." Zhuang Jia walked forward with Yu Yang's arms, and couldn't help turning her head to look in the direction where the little boy ran away, feeling a little cruel.

Yu Yang automatically skipped this topic, and asked her as he walked, "Where did you visit just now?"

"Oh, I went to the stone platform above and met my grandparents doing Tai Chi. They are in good health." Zhuang Jia spoke slowly, thinking of what the old man said, she couldn't help but look at Yang a few more times.

Have a bad temper? Have a bad personality? ...I don't think so, I just like it more and more.

Zhuang Jia secretly laughed.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yang asked with a smile, "Did grandpa and grandma speak ill of me again?"

Zhuang Jia couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips, and gently shook the hands they held together, "It's not a bad word... I'm just worried about you, afraid that you will be dumped by your girlfriend again."

"Old people are like this. They like to talk about a few embarrassing childhood stories of their children and grandchildren. They even share their pants with others when they were young. It seems like some glorious deed..."

Yu Yang smiled helplessly, "But they still misunderstood. Those girls came and left by themselves. I never paid attention to them, but you are different. You are what I pursued."

He stopped suddenly.

Zhuang Jia turned her head and saw him standing a few steps away, looking at her with a half-smile: "Jia Jia, you are my first love."

I was wrong, I thought I could do it, but every time I was brutally slapped in the face, and the plot progress was miscalculated again, I felt that I couldn’t finish writing even if I was a big day after tomorrow. After a rough estimate, I should be able to finish it the day after tomorrow! (bless)