God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 589
The car left the village and turned into the urban area, and stopped at a place with few people on the side of the road. Xu Jingxing handed over the thermos bucket on the seat, "This is the dumpling made by Nana, her favorite mackerel stuffing, It tastes good, try it."

Gu Jing wiped away her tears, took the thermos in a wordless manner, opened it, picked one up and put it in her mouth, while chewing, tears flowed down her face as she ate.

He sat in the driver's seat without looking back, and waited for the woman behind him to wolf down a bucket of dumplings with tears before asking, "Where are you going?"

"Jing Xing, I..." Gu Jing obviously didn't want to stop this "trip to visit relatives" just like that.

But he interrupted decisively, "I have to go to work, I really don't have time to accompany you, if there is a chance, let's talk about it next time, okay?" After thinking for a while, he took out the note from the storage box of the car Write down your phone number and pass it over, "Call if you need anything."

His attitude at this time is not much different from before, but in fact it has eased a lot. At least the exchange of contact information shows that he has the tendency to continue to communicate and even recognize each other.

Sure enough, Gu Jing was stunned for a moment, then snatched the sticky note as if she had found a treasure, and then asked expectantly, "I can fight anytime?"

"Uh, normally any time is fine, but sometimes I'm busy, and it may not be convenient to chat with you," he suddenly wondered if he had done a mistake in giving the other party the dialed number, in case the other party Talk to him every day like a chatterbox... that scene is enough to think about.

Hope it doesn't turn out like that.

Gu Jing didn't know what he was thinking. After hearing his answer, she nodded her head ecstatically, "I know, I know, I will definitely not disturb your work," and then said: "I'm just Living in Daocheng, you, if you want to ask something, you can come to me directly," said this and covered his face and wept again, "I just want to talk to you brothers and sisters..."

Hearing the cuckoo's blood-like words, he felt very uncomfortable, and even almost shed tears, but he held back, and after a moment of silence, he asked calmly, "Where do you live, I'll take you there."

Seeing this, Gu Jing was a little disappointed, but she didn't dare to say anything. She glanced at him cautiously before replying, "Tianhao Hotel."

A mother who is cautious and obedient in front of her son, for fear of making him angry, sounds so absurd, and outsiders will definitely say that this son is really not a thing.But Xu Jingxing felt that he had a clear conscience, even without the messy things that happened before, it was impossible for him to accept this woman who popped up suddenly, she had no feelings, and everything else was false.

So he started the car with a blank expression, and drove directly to the downstairs of Tianhao Hotel, then got out of the car, opened the door, and calmly looked at this middle-aged woman who was about 1.6 meters tall and had a delicate and charming face.

Gu Jing also looked up at him, opened her mouth to say something, tremblingly stretched out her right hand, lifted it up, and placed it on his face bit by bit, as cautiously as if she was touching some peerless treasure, never His cheeks touched his forehead, and then wept bitterly again, but this time there was some joy in his bitter crying, maybe because he didn't refuse or dodge?
Gu Jing, who got her wish, cried bitterly and hugged him in her arms.

Feeling the torrential rain of tears on his shoulders, the corners of his eyes were a little sore, and his arms involuntarily hugged the woman's back, but some fragmented and blurred images flashed through his mind, as if he was hugged by his mother when he was a child. The bosom scene?

Different from the scenes described in novels and movies, when those forgotten images flashed through his mind, he didn’t have any physical reaction, it was neither painful nor itchy, just like watching a photo or video, but there was a psychological feeling So familiar and kind.

It's a pity that the pictures he recalled are too few and too vague, and he can't even see what the woman hugging him in the picture looks like. He just instinctively thinks it should be his mother, who is hugging him at this moment. That woman, just the woman in memory was very young, and he was very young.

The difference from the memory is that he is now an adult, a young man with a height of over 1.8 meters, while the woman who can hold him in his arms in the memory is much shorter, the only thing that remains the same is that kindness and warm feeling.

Feeling that unusual intimacy, his heart also showed signs of thawing, but he didn't make unnecessary movements, just gently hugged the woman named mother in his arms.

A few minutes later, I felt that the woman in my arms was no longer sobbing, so I coughed lightly and pushed her away, "It's getting late, you should go to bed earlier," he hesitated for a moment, "If you don't rush to leave, I will I'll come back in a couple of days to have a chat with you."

His words made the woman in front of him ecstatic, "Okay, okay, I will buy a villa tomorrow, and I will live in Daocheng from now on, and I will never be separated from you brother and sister..."

This made him a little overwhelmed, buy a villa?Feeling that my mother is really a local tyrant, she bought a villa when she said she would buy it.You know, although the real estate prices in the island city are not as good as those in the capital, you can’t afford a villa without a few million dollars. Those who can buy a villa with their mouths will have to have one or two hundred million in cash. Is there such confidence?

Of course, whether the other party has money or not has nothing to do with him, anyway, he is not going to spend this woman's money - he can completely rely on his own strength to be self-sufficient, and can bring more advantages to him and his sister living conditions.

He couldn't afford a villa or something now, but it might not be possible in a year or two.

What's more, ordinary villas are not what he pursues. Instead of buying those ordinary townhouses, it is better to rebuild one on the original site of his own house. Live more comfortably.

And this plan has already begun to take shape in his mind, and when he finishes the big job of Dacheng Mall, he can almost start working.

It's just that there's no need to tell the woman in front of him about this kind of thing, so he nodded noncommittally, "Then goodbye."

"...drive slowly," Gu Jing reluctantly responded, her eyes locked on him all the time.

He was stared at a bit unnaturally. After waving his hand, he drove away quickly and turned to the handicraft shop. In fact, Tianhao Hotel is not far from the pedestrian street, less than 1000 meters away. When I went to the handmade shop, I found that the lights were still on in the shop.

Miss didn't go back?

(End of this chapter)