Chapter 336 Oh, my family raises pigs (updated)

  In the rearview mirror, the boy whose hat covered most of his face didn't even move a bit.

  Only a low hum came along with the impatient negative words: "No."

  The vehicle changed lanes and was about to turn. Jiang Xiying slapped his fingers on the steering wheel, with a bit of curiosity on his face: "Then where have you been? Didn't it mean that you have been studying in Ningze City and have never been to other places?"

   After two seconds, the boy's slightly rusty voice from the black peaked cap sounded again, solemnly: "So now I've changed it, studying in No. 1 Middle School in Beijing."

  When the green light ahead came on, Jiang Xiying paused when she was turning the steering wheel, and the corner of her mouth couldn't hold back, and twitched violently.

  Suddenly felt very tired talking with Gong Jiuhan.

   On the right side of the back seat, Jun Gu's smile gradually grew stronger.

  If someone was present, you could clearly see that his softened brows and eyes were full of smiles.

  Looking at the young man curled up on the side of the back seat like a cat, Jun Gu took a breath and moved his fingertips slightly.

  What to do, my hands are so itchy.

  I want to pinch the little guy's porcelain-white and delicate cheeks, and I want to rub the fluffy and soft hair on her head.

  It's a pity, this situation does not allow it now, and there is no chance.

  So, Gu Shen curled his fingers, holding back the thoughts that came to his head.

  He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Xiying's half face in the rearview mirror, which looked a bit shriveled. Leaning against the back of the car seat, he said slowly:

   "If you want to ask anything, just ask."

  The character of the little guy has always been indifferent. If you really ask her something, she won't say no to answer.

   It’s just the truth in this answer, so you may have to carefully consider it yourself.

  Two games in a row in the morning consumed a lot of Gong Jiu's energy. In addition, he was stimulated for no reason yesterday and suffered from dementia. Now that he suddenly relaxes, he feels a little sleepy.

  Keeping some rationality, Gong Jiuyan closed his eyes slightly.

  Glanced at Jun Gu through the rearview mirror, Jiang Xiying smacked her lips angrily.

  Always use him as a weapon, obviously he is also very interested in these things.

  But since Jun Gu said so, and Gong Jiuhan didn't refute, then he would ask, this is a good opportunity.

"Jiuyin, I see that the people you usually come into contact with are bigger and bigger than the last. I can hardly believe that you are from such a small place as Ningze City. I heard that you are the only one in your family. Is it true? "

  From behind came a lazily young boy's voice: "No."

Seeing that Gong Jiuzheng really answered, Jiang Xiying immediately got excited: "Then who else in your family, what do you do? I saw that you didn't even bat an eye when you paid for that blue crystal chain. Is the business doing quite well?"

  Although this is the question, according to the information Jiang Xiying found before, there is no businessman whose family name is Gong in Ningze City.

  However, to say the least, he must be a businessman. Just looking at Gong Jiuhan's arm that spent a lot of money for a lot at the auction, his family background is definitely not as simple as poverty.

  Thinking about it like this, Jiang Xiying was inexplicably looking forward to Gong Jiuan's family.

  In the back row, Gong Jiu replied indifferently: "Oh, the old man at home raises pigs, and he has a little money."

   Pig raising.

  The car body visibly swayed for a while, and the corners of Jiang Xiying's mouth twitched: "Jiuyin, can you stop talking nonsense when answering the question? Let's be serious."

  Puff Chi.

  Jun Gu, who was sitting next to her, couldn't hold back a chuckle.

  Looking at him from his position, under the brim of the hat, the corners of the young man's lips seemed to evoke a pleasant arc, and he closed his mouth unhurriedly:

   "I'm not talking nonsense."

   It's just that she is the one who raises the pigs, and those "pigs" who eat her food are always thinking about turning over and becoming the masters.

  Jiang Xiying: …

  For a while, he didn't know what expression to make in response to Gong Jiuhan's answer.

   "Well, there are quite a lot of people raising pigs in Ningze City."

  In the carriage, the atmosphere was comfortable because Jiang Xiying chatted with Gong Jiu silently.

  During the conversation, Jiang Xiying basically had a general understanding of Gong Jiuhan's so-called "family":

There is an old man in the family, that is, Gong Jiu's grandfather. He is not in good health and has no business. He is a farmer who raises pigs. He has raised pigs for many years. According to his guess, the number of pigs should be quite large, except for her. There are no brothers or sisters anymore. As for the person who spoke to her just now, it is her grandfather's housekeeper.

   "Housekeeper?" Jiang Xiying twitched his brows, a little puzzled and amazed: "Have all the pig farmers started to hire housekeepers these days? So keep pace with the times?"

  Jun Gu, who had been watching the conversation between the two of you asking me to answer, finally spoke quietly, with a hint of ridicule in his words:

   "Perhaps the scale of pig raising in Coach Gong's house is very large."

  Jiang Xiying heard that this statement was not unfounded, so he shook his head and sighed: "How many pigs must be raised to afford a housekeeper!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't heard Gong Jiuhan mention her parents during the chat, so he raised his mouth: "Then what about your parents, Jiuhan? Why didn't I hear you mention it, maybe they were also raised by your grandfather. One of the pigs?"

   He said these words, but he didn't hear the response from the people in the back row for a long time.

   "Nine dumb?"

  Glancing in the rearview mirror several times, Jiang Xiying found that the boy whose face was pressed by the hat was motionless, as if he was asleep.

   Jun Gu looked over again.

   On the face covered by the hat, the originally closed eyelids slowly opened.

   Those eyes are no longer sleepy.

  Gong Jiuhan raised his hand and took off the hat that blocked his view, his eyelids were raised, and he looked coldly and indifferently at Jiang Xiying's visiting eyes in the rearview mirror.

  She said, "They, are dead."

   This answer and those red numb eyes have been lingering in Jiang Xiying's mind, making him very annoyed.

   Sitting up from the sofa, he slapped himself on the head twice: "Tell you to talk!"

  Jun Gu, who just pushed his door in, walked in, squinting at his self-torturing behavior, "What are you doing, do you think your face is not swollen enough?"

  He walked slowly to one side and sat down, glanced at half of his face: "But you're not very good at this strength."

  Seeing him coming in, Jiang Xiying took the pillow next to her and leaned against the wall of the sofa with a weary look on her face: "Gu Shen, don't tease me, I wish I hadn't asked Jiu Han those things."

   It’s okay to ask what is useful if you ask, but it’s just a waste of information about raising pigs at home, and it made him feel uncomfortable and affected Gong Jiu’s mood.

  He let out a sigh of relief and raised his hand: "I swear, I really didn't know that Jiu's parents were gone. If I knew that I would kill them, I wouldn't ask!"

  When he checked the information, Gong Jiuan’s background was too white, so apart from guessing that Gong Jiuan’s information was protected by some special means, he really didn’t expect such a situation.

   Moreover, when Jiang Fei gave him the relevant information of the Gu family, he just warned him not to think about going to the palace to investigate the nine crimes, and he didn't do anything else.

  Jun Gu Jingjing looked at him: "I've already asked, what's the use of regretting now."

  Jiang Xiying lowered her hands, her expression a little downcast.

   Well, it is.

   "Hey, God Gu, do you think Jiu'an's family really raises pigs?"

  Knowing that it was useless to be upset, Jiang Xiying let out a long breath, and then remembered Gong Jiuhan's outrageous answer.

   "Maybe," Jun Gu said carelessly, sinking into the wall of the sofa casually, looking at him from a distance: "I'm not here to discuss with you whether the little guy's family raises pigs or not."

   One update was missing last night, I will make it up now~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)