The two safety ropes for his parents were given to them by Lu Miao on the day they went to file for divorce.

Parents divorced, Lu Miao's wish is to be with her mother.

Their family has no real estate, and the existing residence is rented. After the divorce, Lu Yongfei moved to his company's single-person dormitory, and he would transfer Lu Miao's alimony to Lin Wenfang's account every month. He asked that he could come to see Lu Miao at any time and take her out to eat; when he found a spacious place, Lu Miao could come and live once a week.

The two always quarreled when they were together, but suddenly regained the ability to understand each other when they separated. Lin Wenfang had no objection and agreed to all his conditions.

Jiang Haoyue's safety rope, Lu Miao hadn't decided when to give it.

He and she could not spend the Spring Festival together.

Jiang Yi suddenly returned home before the spring break, and Lin Wenfang planned to take Lu Miao to her hometown in the countryside, which she hadn't returned to for many years, during the spring break.

Several days after Jiang Yi returned, Jiang Haoyue realized that he had quit his job at the construction site.

I don't know where Jiang Yi got the money, he seemed to be rich all of a sudden, and he began to invite his former poker friends and drinking friends to hang out outside. During the time he was working at the construction site, he was suffocated, Jiang Yi was immoral, more than ever.

The day before returning to his hometown with his mother, Lu Miaowo was at Jiang Haoyue's house, and Jiang Yi and his friends came back.

The men entered the door noisily, startling Lu Miao who was reading a book in the room.

After seeing her, they didn't seem to intend to close the door, but all gathered around to watch.

"Hello, uncle." Lu Miao greeted Jiang Yi awkwardly.

Several other uncles took the lead in answering: "Hello, sister."

As she spoke, the man put the cigarette between his fingers into his mouth and wanted to come over and shake her hand.

"You guys have to smoke and go out." Jiang Haoyue stopped him in a cold voice and blocked Lu Miao from behind.

"Tsk tsk, don't let me shake hands?" The man stretched out his hand and took it back, the man sarcastically said.

Jiang Yi smiled and pulled them out: "Of course, we Haoyue treat that sister as a little daughter-in-law."

Hearing this, Lu Miao raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Haoyue's back, feeling a little strange in her heart.

A group of people were kicked out to smoke on the second-floor balcony.

The topic of chatting while smoking was the little girl saw in Jiang Haoyue's room just now.

"Your boy is really good. You can get such a beautiful chick even if you are disabled."

The man winked at everyone while swallowing the clouds.

Everyone laughed.

"As expected of the true biography of Brother Jiang. Without the legs, the functions of other places are sound, so it doesn't hinder the refreshing."

"Young sister still looks at her face. Brother Jiang's son is so handsome. If I were a girl, I wouldn't be able to move my legs."

Jiang Yi did not deny it, and let them laugh.

The large balcony on the second floor faces the kitchen of Lu Miao's house. At this time, the kitchen window was tightly closed because Lin Wenfang had seen a bunch of men approaching, and closed it on purpose.

She was preparing dinner in the kitchen, busy choosing dishes in her hands, and all the conversations outside fell into her ears.

The man finished smoking and went back to the next room.

Soon, Lu Miao came back.

"Mom, how's the meal going?"

She looked beside the pool and found that the dishes had just been chosen.

"I'll help you wash the dishes."

Lin Wenfang took the basket away from her, with a lot of thoughts in her eyes.

"Is there any other vegetables after frying the vegetables?" Lu Miao asked naturally, "How long should I wait to call Jiang Haoyue over for dinner?"

Lin Wenfang frowned, her tone involuntarily contradicting: "Do you want to call him? Isn't his father at home?"

"Of course I'll call him!" Lu Miao turned off the faucet and whispered to her mother in a low voice: "I think the group of people his dad brought back is a little scary."

Staring at her daughter's innocent face, Lin Wenfang let out a long sigh.

"Are you getting too close to Jiang Haoyue?"

"We've always been close to Jiang Haoyue." Lu Miao replied candidly, obviously not understanding what her mother meant.

"Last time, I woke up in the middle of the night and found that you were not at home. You went to his house to sleep. Do you think that's a good thing?"

Lin Wenfang originally thought that Lu Miao would understand it when she was older, but this girl was too undefended and would suffer.

The girl burst into a smile: "Mom, that's Jiang Haoyue! What's wrong?"

Lin Wenfang's face was even darker.

After dinner was ready, Lin Wenfang stopped Lu Miao and insisted that "there are guests in the family's house, so it's unruly for Jiang Haoyue to come here" and not let her call him.

Lu Miao's mouth was flat, and she was not happy with her meal.

Jiang Haoyue locked herself in the room. Outside he was drinking and playing cards. He called him several times, but he didn't want to go out.

After recovering from the book, he glanced at the clock on the table - Lu Miao didn't ask him to have dinner tonight.

To go back to his hometown in the countryside, he had to take a long-distance bus early in the morning, and Lin Wenfang woke up at dawn.

Not in a hurry to wake Lu Miao, she went to the next door first.

The door opened after a few knocks, and Jiang Haoyue greeted her sleepily, leaning on crutches.

"Xiao Jiang..."

She stuffed two thick red envelopes into his hands.

"Aunt Fang?" Jiang Haoyue was puzzled by her intentions.

"One is the lucky money that Aunt Fang gave you."

Lin Wenfang patted his hand and stopped him from returning it: "One is your meal money for the second half of the semester."

Jiang Haoyue was stunned for half a second, and probably understood her intentions.

However, he still resolutely refused to accept her red envelope.

"Auntie, I'm eighteen this year, and I can't ask for the New Year's money any more. As for the meal money, I would trouble you at that time. When I wanted to eat at your house, my father never gave you any meal money, so how could I receive this money?"