Jing Yiyi was furious in an instant, and her voice was so loud that it could flip the entire roof of the car, “Yeyi!"

Ye San, who was sitting in front, trembled.

Jing Yiyi felt wronged and angry, and she was so angry that she leaned back and tried to distance herself.

Unexpectedly, when the driver bumped over, Jing Yiyi's center of gravity suddenly lost balance and he was about to fall. Yeyi quickly grabbed her with his quick eyes, but was slapped away by her in the next second.

"Do not touch me!"

She was so angry that her eyes were red, and then she remembered that she had just been caught in the rain and now her makeup was ruined and it would definitely not be much better! But no one said her eyes were like balls of eye dung!

What a bastard!

Jing Yiyi's curled eyelashes drooped, her red lips pursed, her tall chest rose and fell, and her red eyes were full of anger.

Also, is she so unpopular with this man?

Yeyi clicked his tongue, glanced at the red hand, and took it back as if nothing had happened. This damn woman is quite strong.

Seeing her so angry, Nightwing was a little unbelievable, "You're not going to cry, are you?"

Jing Yiyi retorted to him quickly, "I won't cry!" But her voice was already uncontrollably sobbing.

How could she, the eldest daughter of the Jing family, have ever suffered such a setback?

In addition to playing some tricks on the man Ji Zhixiu and not getting the favor, it has always been about wind and rain, and now here comes Nightwing!

Men are simply not good at all!

she thought angrily.

"Oh," Nightwing responded, sounding quite regretful.

Jing Yiyi raised her head and glared at him, then moved out and sat further away from him. Two people each occupy one side.

Yeyi chuckled when he saw this, stopped talking, and took out his mobile phone to play a game.

Jing Yiyi turned her head and looked out the window.

It was raining heavily and the sky was as dark as a blockbuster movie. It looks extremely scary. This kind of weather makes people feel inexplicably heavy.

Jing Yiyi's fingers tightened on her knees. She didn't know whether Uncle Jing had received his father.

It happened that a certain man was still playing games unconsciously, the noise reached his ears, and Jing Yiyi clenched his little hands.

I'll bear it, I'll be home soon. She secretly admonished herself.

Nightwing whistled without any scruple, "Five kills!"

Finally, Jing Yiyi couldn't help but turned around and said, "Can you lower your voice?"

Nightwing was startled, looking at her with fury, then raised the corners of his lips and said in a long tone, "No - can't -"

The two glared at each other.

"Ms. Jing, we're here." During the stalemate, the driver interrupted the tense atmosphere between the two people.

Jing Yiyi immediately opened the door, not even wanting to say thank you to this man.

Without raising his head, Ye Yi moved the phone with his fingertips and said, "Ye San, give her an umbrella."

"Yes." Ye San was stunned, then took the order, took an umbrella and quickly followed Jing Yiyi.

Soon, Ye San got into the car again and said, "Miss Jing, take it."

Yeyi sneered. As expected, this damn woman was not a fool. She was so angry that she never let herself suffer.

When Jing Yiyi returned home, Jing's mother was in the living room. She was shocked when she came back, "Oh, my baby! Why are you soaked in the rain! Quick! Auntie, go make a pot of ginger soup for the eldest lady to drink!"

Jing Yiyi dropped her umbrella, "Mommy, is Daddy back?"

"I'm back. I just sent him upstairs to rest. You should also take a shower quickly."

Half an hour later, Jing Yiyi finished her bath, changed her clothes, and sat on the sofa wrapped in a bathrobe. "Mommy,"

Mother Jing took the ginger tea from the servant and handed it to her, "Hey, I'm here. Drink the ginger tea first to avoid catching a cold."

Ginger tea warmed her hands, but the smell hit Tianling Gai, and Jing Yiyi frowned.

"What are you doing standing there, you kid? Drink quickly!" Jing's mother urged.

Looking at Jing's mother's concerned face, Jing Yiyi pinched her nose and raised her head to drink.

There was a burning feeling in his throat. Jing Yiyi suppressed the taste and said in a loud voice, “Mommy, I have something to tell you."

"you say."

"Ji Zhixiu and I can't develop. Don't worry about this."

"What do you mean?" Jing's mother said with a face for a moment, "Did Mrs. Ji say this or Ji Zhixiu?"

Jing Yiyi shook his head, "No, it's my own decision. I just suddenly felt that Ji Zhixiu is just like that, just like a mobile refrigerator, what's so good about it."

Regardless of whether there was someone like Jiang Mian or not, Jing Yiyi didn't want to warm up to him anymore. This man's rejection was palpable.

"But he is the best quality single man in the whole of Kyoto," Jing's mother was worried, "I mean, as the saying goes, a brave woman is afraid of having a man. If you miss him, where can you find such a good man?"

"Mommy, why do I have to find a man? I can be alone if I have the ability," Jing Yiyi interrupted her dissatisfied.

Why do women in the new era need to be dependent on men?

At the beginning, Jing's family was created by mom and dad. Now, mommy stays at home and is a housewife, while daddy goes out to socialize all day long, which gives the mistress an opportunity to take advantage of it.

She Jing Yiyi didn't want to be that kind of little woman.

"I plan to go to the company to work from tomorrow, and first I will learn from my father."

"Then it's up to you," Jing's mother forced a smile. Her daughter always had ideas, and she had never had to worry about them since she was a child.

Jing Yiyi held her mother's shoulders and comforted her softly, "Mommy! Don't worry, I know it in my heart. I will definitely work hard and do my best in everything so as not to embarrass Mommy!"

Mother Jing smiled, stretched out her finger and tapped her forehead lovingly, "You know how to please Mommy."

...

On the day the signal tower was built, the village chief cried with joy.

He has a daughter who is away at university, and if he wants to contact her, he has to go to town, which is extremely inconvenient, and he is always thinking about his eldest daughter.

Who would have thought that God would send a kind man right now.

He is simply the noble person of the whole village!

The director also had tears in his eyes. Although he dedicated himself to art and came to film in the mountains and valleys, it did not mean that he did not miss his family. In order to stabilize the morale of the army, he usually did not dare to show it.

I thought I would get over it after a while, but I didn’t expect that there is always a way out!

Only Jiang Mian smiled and said nothing.

In order to thank Fan Cheng, the village chief went to the town and bought a lot of meat and made a table of delicious dishes.

This makes Fan Cheng quite embarrassed. He is not a good person. If I really want to thank him, I have to thank Mr. Ji. These people are all thanks to the young lady.

"Mr. Fan, you are really a kind person in our village! You don't know how much trouble you have solved for us!"

As the saying goes, people who rely on mountains to eat rely on water to eat. Their village is uniquely endowed with excellent natural conditions.

But it is too remote. All the young men in the village have gone to work in the big cities, leaving only the old, weak, women and children.

As time goes by, who doesn’t want to have their own children?

But unfortunately, there is no signal, which is really uncomfortable.

"Mr. Fan's actions today are simply a blessing to everyone! Come on, let me drink to Mr. Fan!"

Having just finished talking to his daughter in the afternoon, the village chief now has mixed feelings, and even his voice was a little choked.

Several village representatives also raised their glasses. Looking at the innocent smiling faces, Fan Cheng stood up and said, "You are so polite. You are all sitting down. This matter was also ordered by our boss. I am just following orders."

"You and your boss are both good people, and the mountain gods will bless you. Come, cheers!"

"cheers!"

Unable to resist the enthusiasm of the villagers, Fan Cheng drank several drinks in a row.

At this moment, the first thing Jiang Mian did after finishing work was to call Ji Zhixiu.

Work ended very early today, and Jiang Mian could tell that the director also wanted to make a call.

Everyone was beaming with joy, and the atmosphere was comparable to the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Mian returned to the small house and put on the old cotton shoes given by the village chief's wife.

The temperature in the mountains is low at night and quite cold. Wearing these old cotton shoes, Jiang Mian felt warm in her heart.

She waited anxiously for the number to be connected.

Soon, the man's magnetic voice came over, "Mianmian."

After hearing this man speak again after a long time, Jiang Mian pinched her numb earlobe, as if this man was right next to her.

Ji Zhixiu was also in a happy mood, "It looks like Fan Cheng did a good job."

Jiang Mian got into the bed, rolled left and right, and wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis. At the same time, he raised his legs and pressed against the quilt at the end of the bed, making his whole body airtight.

Then he smiled and said, "Husband, you are so kind. You don't know how happy the villagers are today. Being able to make a phone call to their family members who are drifting away is their biggest wish."

"What about you? Do you miss me?" The man lowered his voice and said softly.

He doesn't care what others do, he only cares about Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian raised her lips, "I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, is that enough?"

Every day after joining the group, I miss this man. Only by immersing herself in the script and immersing herself in the play can she temporarily forget her longing.

She said "I miss you" three times in a row, her voice was delicate and her tone was touching.

The man's heart felt like it was being gently tickled by countless feathers, and his Adam's apple rolled. He also missed the little girl.

Even the dried fish likes to stay in her closet at home.

"What about you! Have you missed me?" Jiang Mian's indulgent voice sounded again.

Ji Zhixiu's lips were slightly raised, his face was soft, and his voice was like jade, "I miss you too."

After getting the answer he wanted, Jiang Mian was satisfied.

"Axiu, wait for me, I will go back in one month!"

"Okay," Ji Zhixiu promised her, "How about being there? Are you tired?"

Jiang Mian curled her hair unconsciously with her fingers, subconsciously reporting good news or bad news, "Very good, the crew is getting along very well, and the progress is very fast. The director is also very good. We live in the villagers' homes, and they are also very nice."

She didn't want the man to know that she slept in such a small place at night.

Ji Zhixiu's eyes were heavy, how could he not know what the little girl was thinking.

That's all, she didn't want to say it, he just didn't ask.

Jiang Mian was afraid that he would ask something else, so she quickly changed the subject.

"What about you? Have you gone out on a date with Miss Jing's family?" She focused on "date".

"You're not allowed to go out with her, do you hear me? If you don't abide by your masculine virtues, your penis will be broken." Jiang Mian smiled, but Ji Zhixiu clearly heard the threat.

Ji Zhixiu pinched his eyebrows, and just that once, he was caught by the little girl.

After all, he was at fault.

He paused and said thoughtfully, "We met last time, but we probably won't cross paths again."

"As for male ethics, I will abide by them. Don't worry, my person and heart belong to Mrs. Ji."

His tone was clear and serious, and his voice gradually deepened at the end of his words, which was both flirtatious and caring.