I am a Good Man

"Okay." Old Mrs. Ji interrupted, "I haven't learned anything specifically about it. What is acting but not acting? Didn't Xiaoyang also invest in it? You can act whatever you want."

Ji Yang was having trouble breathing, leaning on the chair with an impatient and stern face, looking a little bad.

Ji Tianmei remained silent, a little aggrieved.

Xu Jiao pulled her sleeve and asked her to talk again.

Xu Qin would only praise her if he asked someone to make a film. If Ji Yang asked someone to film it, he would definitely be mean to her. Then wouldn't she be less popular?

Mrs. Ji is an old lady, so she couldn't see these little tricks. She walked towards Ji Yang on the spot, leaning on crutches beside him, and sighed, "You can do whatever you want, but take good care of yourself and don't be scared." grandmother."

"Grandma is old and can't stand being so scared by you."

Ji Yang leaned on the chair, smiled weakly, and then looked at her feebly, a little bit in need of a beating, "Ms. Chen, what can scare you?"

"You brat!" Mrs. Ji stretched out her hand to hit him, but was reluctant to do so. "Take good care of yourself. The weather has changed recently, so you need to be more careful."

Ji Yang nodded lightly and said seriously, "Grandson understands."

Mrs. Ji was amused by him, "You, you."

Ji Tianmei and Xu Jiao were left aside. Ji Yang didn't know what kind of magic power he had. Mrs. Ji was very accommodating to him, and she had to take first place in her heart.

No one can say a word.

Mrs. Ji was in a good mood today and asked Feng's mother to make some afternoon tea. Finally, she had dinner with Ji Yang and chatted about trivial matters recently.

It’s just that someone’s boy got married again, someone’s daughter got married again, someone gave birth to grandchildren again, it’s a hundred-day feast.

Every word was filled with envy.

"Don't think about it. With my body, it's good to be alive, but I want to have a child? I won't have a father after birth." Ji Yang covered his mouth and coughed twice before saying.

Mrs. Ji was angry, but when she saw his pale face, her thoughts stopped, but she still didn't give up, "I heard that the daughter of the Shen family is interested in you?"

"Who would be interested in a half-dead person? People like me because of my face, and her parents are not stupid." Ji Yang said in a low-spirited voice that even dared to quarrel with the old lady Ji.

Ji Tianmei thinks he is very self-aware. It is said that her son wants to pursue Shen Kexi, and her son is much better than Ji Yang.

"Don't keep dying all the time. Are you going to make me, an old woman, angry to death?" Old Mrs. Ji stared at him, extremely angry. "I just want to hold your child before putting him in the coffin. You don't even think about it." ?"

"I don't know whether you will enter the coffin first or I will enter the coffin first." Ji Yang said this matter of course.

Old Mrs. Ji was almost mad at him.

Listen, is this what people say?

Ji Tianmei poked Xu Jiao and asked her to say something to coax Mrs. Ji. Before she could say anything, Ji Yang smiled again and looked at Mrs. Ji next to him, "Okay, I can't finish this matter despite my best efforts." ”

"You can rest easy, I will take care of you till the end of your life."

…

He was so lazy that Mrs. Ji couldn't get angry at all.

It rained a lot recently. Soon after the meal, Ji Yang asked the driver to send Mrs. Ji and the two of them back.

As a result, less than half an hour after leaving, it started pouring rain outside, with lightning and thunder. Feng's mother was busy upstairs and downstairs, closing the windows, and quickly got him his coat.

Ji Yang's joints began to hurt slightly. He sat down and the phone next to him lit up.

Shen Kexi sent him a message, "Brother Ji, it's raining. Remember to close the windows to keep warm and don't catch a cold. I worked overtime today and am on my way over."

Ji Yang thought for a while and said, "Well, be careful on the road and drive slower."

It was indeed difficult to drive in the rain. Shen Kexi was waiting at the red light and saw the text message he sent. The weather was obviously a bit cold, but a sense of warmth slowly warmed her body and mind.

"Uh-huh."

*

Ji Yang sat downstairs for a while, and then went upstairs to apply some plaster, otherwise it would be difficult to sleep at night, and he would be so sore at such a young age that he would not be able to sleep.

This body is simply riddled with holes, otherwise he wouldn't have died in one breath.

He walked into the room, applied the plaster, and then turned on the computer in front of the table.

"Ding ding ding."

The sound of the message coming.

Ji Yang looked at the videos and photos that were sent. Xu Qin's face was very clear on them. He smiled and started typing on the keyboard, anonymously sending them to a big V who broke the news on the Internet.

"Master." Feng's mother's voice sounded outside.

Ji Yang stood up and walked over, "What's the matter?"

"Someone seems to be calling the young master's name outside, and there seems to be a woman outside the gate." Feng's mother said a little uncertainly, thinking she had seen a female ghost.

Ji Yang walked down.

"Brother Ji Yang, are you there?"

When he heard the voice, he felt it was familiar. He opened the door and took a look outside. Shen Shenqi was standing outside the door, soaked like a drowned rat in the rain.

"Go open the door for her." Ji Yang said and leaned back. The cold wind would make his joints ache.

Feng's mother took the umbrella and ran out quickly.

Shen Shenqi was already shivering from the cold, and followed Feng's mother in. Her red lips had turned blue and her face was extremely pale.

"Girl, why don't you bring an umbrella? It's raining so hard." Feng's mother stopped her and hurried indoors.

Shen Shenqi's eyes were still red and swollen, and her teeth were chattering. As soon as Ji Yang came in, he looked at her and asked nothing, "Go upstairs and take a shower first. Go quickly."

"Thank you, Brother Ji Yang." She said, her voice choked up again, and tears flowed out.

"Feng Ma, take her up."

"Girl, follow me." Feng's mother took her upstairs. After coming down, Ji Yang asked her to make some ginger tea.

At this time, it was close to ten o'clock, and Shen Kexi still hadn't come back. Logically speaking, he should have arrived at this distance.