After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book

As Jiang Chen expected, He Qianmin did not show the slightest surprise after hearing what He Yanfeng said.

He tilted his head slightly, pretending to glance at Jiang Chen casually, and his clean voice couldn't hide his worry: "Brother...are you alright?"

Jiang Chen hooked He Qianmin's neck and pulled it this way, gently rubbed his head, and said with a smile, "When did you know?"

Yang Yun and He Yanfeng were startled, and looked at the two brothers who were lying together.

He Qianmin fell into Jiang Chen's arms, raised his head and met his smiling eyes, couldn't help but also grinned.

Yang Yun was dazed and puzzled, she took half a step forward, squatted by the sofa and asked, "Qianmin, do you know that Xiaochen is your brother?"

"I know." He Qianmin sat up straight, but his shoulders were still close to Jiang Chen. After answering, Yang Yun turned to look at Jiang Chen: "Brother, does that mean you will always be with me from now on?"

"Accompany you all the time?" Jiang Chen raised his brows lightly, and a narrow smile appeared at the end of his eyes, "You are such a grown-up, and you still act like a baby all day long and want your brother to accompany you. What if you find a girlfriend in the future?"

"Who acted like a baby?" He Qianmin's ears turned red, and he said confidently: "Besides, finding a girlfriend and you to accompany me are not the same thing."

Jiang Chen stopped teasing him, and said with a smile: "I will always be with you from now on."

Only then was He Qianmin satisfied, and raised his jaw slightly, with an uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth.

He Yanfeng pondered for a while, then said, "Did you go to see your Uncle Xiang?"

He Qianmin smiled slightly, glanced at Jiang Chen quietly, saw his knowing eyes, and heaved a sigh of relief: "I took my brother's and my hair samples before, and went to Uncle Xiang for an appraisal."

Yang Yun: "When?"

He Qianmin: "At the beginning of the month."

"At the beginning of the month?" Yang Yun was slightly lost in thought.

He Yanfeng quickly matched the time: "When you ran away from home?"

"Um."

He Yanfeng continued to ask: "How do you know?"

"Isn't that obvious?" He Qianmin raised his jaw, raised one corner of his mouth and said, "My brother and I look so similar, anyone who has met us will say that we are brothers at first glance, you Look at this dimple, it's exactly the same."

"Just because of this?" He Yanfeng laughed.

"Of course it's more than that." He Qianmin pursed his lips, and his tone was a little more mocking: "I rely on how my brother looks like our He family, and He Qianjian doesn't look like you were born at all. of."

He Yanfeng raised his eyebrows: "Since you know, why don't you let Uncle Xiang tell us."

"My brother has such a good relationship with Uncle Jiang and Aunt Yang. What if I tell him that he doesn't want to go back to our house?" He Qianmin said: "Anyway, no matter whether he goes back or not, I know he is my real brother."

"By the way." He Qianmin didn't know what to think, and frowned suddenly: "What's going on with He Qianjian? My brother is back, he won't want to go back to Uncle Jiang's house, right?"

He Yanfeng paused for a moment when he was amused by He Qianmin's actions, and then faded a little bit: "Your brother's identity should not be disclosed for the time being, and He Qianjian will not leave our house until your brother's identity is revealed. .”

"Why?" He Qianmin frowned, his tone dissatisfied.

"I asked for it." Jiang Chen said: "My mother is pregnant now, so she can't be stimulated. I hope to wait until after she has given birth and finished confinement."

"After giving birth..." He Qianmin's brows relaxed a little, but he frowned again in an instant. He turned his head to look at Jiang Chen: "Aunt Yang is only five months pregnant now, isn't it still half a year away?"

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, seeing He Qianmin's tense face instantly, put a hand on his shoulder: "Are you angry?"

"No." He Qianmin pursed his lips tightly.

Jiang Chen pursed his lips: "That's good."

The corner of He Qianmin's lips moved, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the smile at the end of Jiang Chen's eyes, and he tightened his mouth again, turning his head away.

He Yanfeng watched the interaction between the two sons with great interest before saying: "I will pick you up after school tomorrow, and we will go back to the old house together."

Jiang Chen nodded happily: "Okay."

He Qianmin nodded with his jaw tensed, paused for a moment, and said, "He Qianjian won't go?"

"He must also know about this, and as the biological son of the minister's adoptive father and adoptive mother, he has the right to choose to return to his biological parents." He Yanfeng looked at Jiang Chen: "So whether to delay announcing your identities for half a year is also a matter of choice." See what He Qianjian means, Xiaochen, can you understand?"

Jiang Chen smiled: "Yes."

"What are you discussing?" He Qianmin sneered: "Don't say it's a half-year postponement, He Qianjian should wish to postpone it for a lifetime. He wants to take a Bentley when he goes to school, a Maybach for an outing, and a Bugatti for his adult gift. In his eyes The average per capita is less than 500, and they are all fast food restaurants. Chenghua’s family’s conditions are poor. Talking to him seems to pollute his eyes. Just like this—do you think he knows this? , would you ask to go back to Jiang’s house instead?”

He Yanfeng, "You know him quite well?"

He Qianmin pouted, "If you go to Chenghua and talk to those in his class, you will know him better than me."

"Qianjian is indeed a luxury in some conveniences..." Yang Yun didn't know whether he was comforting himself or persuading others: "But after knowing this, if he wants to stay in the He family, the more reason should be his relationship with us. .”

"Mom, you think too much—"

Jiang Chen glanced at He Qianmin, He Qianmin shut up obediently, but for some reason, he quietly curled his mouth and turned his head to the other side.

"Okay." He Yanfeng glanced at his watch: "It's getting late, I'll send you back first, and your mother and I will pick you up after school tomorrow."

5:30 p.m. the next day.

Jiang Chen and He Qianmin got into He Yanfeng's car again, and after driving for about an hour, the car stopped in front of a small red brick building with a sense of history.

Mrs. He had been waiting in the gazebo in the garden early in the morning. When she saw a car stopped, she immediately sat up. Without waiting for the children next to her to help her, she quickly walked towards the door.

Jiang Chen got out of the car and just stood up straight when he was grabbed by a pair of warm and thick hands: "Is it cold? Go to the pavilion with grandma and drink some hot tea."

Jiang Chen caught sight of the old lady's kindly smiling face, paused, and said, "Thank you."

"Thank you, kid." Mrs. He took his hand with a smile, and babbled as she walked towards the gazebo: "Why are you wearing so little clothes, your hands are cold, grandma will get you a piece of your cousin's clothes later I'll wear it for you, but you must not freeze it, and it's the same for Min Min, do you understand?"

"Understood." He Qianmin walked behind with his pockets in his pocket, replied in a good mood, and then just watched Jiang Chen being dragged to the gazebo and sat down again, never seeing the ease with which he handled people when he was in trouble before. His face was filled with the blankness of being dominated by elders.

There is a tea table in the center of the gazebo, and tea is being boiled on it. The white mist is misty in the middle of the cold air, and there are washed melons and fruits and refreshments beside it. He Yanjun lifted the teapot, put a cup in front of Jiang Chen, and said calmly, "Have some tea."

Faced with such a casual and flat tone, Jiang Chen was relieved instead. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and drank the fragrant and mellow tea. At the same time as the warmth surged up, the bewilderment just now was swept away.

He Yanjun saw the young man on the opposite side with a calm and generous demeanor, he nodded secretly in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, he asked, "How about the tea?"

Jiang Chen put down his teacup, raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "I don't know much about tea, but this tea tastes sweet, so it should be good."

"Your grandma cooked it for you specially." He Yanjun said.

Jiang Chen turned his head and said to the smiling old man next to him, "Thank you grandma."

"Hands are much warmer." Mrs. He took Jiang Chen's hand and said with a smile, "Thank you for our family's unhappiness. Grandma likes you to make you a pot of tea. If you are happy after drinking it, Grandma will be happy."

He Qianmin drank his tea in one gulp, and asked, "Grandma, where's He Qianyu? Don't they have two classes in the afternoon in elementary school? Why didn't you see anyone?"

He Yanfeng and Yang Yun came up together, just in time to hear this sentence.

Yang Yun said with a smile: "The ballet troupe is going to practice today, and my mother has asked Uncle Wang to pick her up, and she should be here soon."

He Qianmin snorted and nodded casually.

He Yanya, who had been sitting at the end of the table, finally raised his head, glanced at Jiang Chen, and asked, "When will Qian Jian arrive?"

"He should be here soon." He Yanfeng said lightly: "I asked my assistant to pick him up."

He Yanya closed the notebook, and said calmly: "Xiaofeng, even if Jiang Chen is your own son, you have raised Qian Jian for eighteen years. You should think about whether it is appropriate to treat one more favorably than another."

The voice fell, and the entire gazebo fell silent.

"It's time for dinner." The aunt who came out wearing an apron broke the silence, "The old man wants me to tell you to come in."

He Qianmin stood up first, and walked to Jiang Chen's side: "Brother, let's go in."

"Sister." He Yanfeng stood by the gazebo, stopped Yang Yun who was about to speak, and said, "Even if you don't mean anything malicious, it's easy to be misunderstood if you say this in front of children."

"Misunderstand what?" He Yanya frowned slightly: "Did I say something wrong?"

"Of course you are wrong." He Qianmin said.

He Yanya looked at He Qianmin: "Then tell me, what did I say wrong?"

"Wrong..."

Jiang Chen raised his hand, stopped He Qianmin's words, turned his head slightly to look at He Yanfeng, and said with a light smile, "I didn't misunderstand what my aunt said, you are too nervous."

"elder brother…"

"Okay, let's go in." Mrs. He glared at He Yanya, holding He Qianmin with one hand and Jiang Chen with the other: "Your grandpa will come out to remind you in person."

When Jiang Chen and his party arrived at the living room, two cars, one in front and one in the back, also stopped in front of He's house.

"Brother." He Qianyu saw He Qianjian getting out of the car at the back, looked inside curiously, and said, "Uncle Assistant will pick you up today."

He Qianjian got out of the car, stood straight and looked at the brightly lit red brick house, without saying a word.

He Qianyu has gotten used to He Qianjian's increasingly silent personality recently, so she picked up her small schoolbag, opened the iron door first and walked in.

As soon as Jiang Chen's brother entered the living room, he saw He Qianyu hopping in. She ran to the kitchen first, hugged her grandparents affectionately, then went to hug her uncle who was on the phone and the aunt who was working in the restaurant. After provoking laughter, he dashed towards the living room.

"Mom and Dad!" He Yanya ran in with open arms, and was about to throw herself into He Yanfeng's arms, but suddenly braked halfway and screamed, "Brother Jiang Chen!" Then, like a baby swallow returning to the forest, all of a sudden Get into Jiang Chen's arms.

He Yanya and He Yanjun, who were walking behind, were taken aback for a moment. They only knew that Jiang Chen and He Qianjian had mistakenly hugged each other and wanted to change their identities. He Qianyu was so close to Jiang Chen that he couldn't help but glance at each other.

He Yanjun asked: "Xiaobao, do you know Jiang Chen?"

"Of course!" He Qianyu hugged Jiang Chen's neck and did not let go, pouted and glanced at He Qianmin who was on the side, raised her chin and said, "I like Brother Jiang Chen the most, if Brother Jiang Chen is me My brother will be fine!"

After the voice fell, He Qianjian stepped into the living room, and there was silence.