Putting down what she was doing, Jiang Ma hesitated for a while before speaking, "Aye, don't scare me, put the things away."

As she spoke, Jiang Ma went upstairs. After a while, a girl about 17 or 8 years old was brought down by Jiang Ma.

Jiang Ye didn't say anything. He was waiting for his parents to give an explanation. When he called home every once in a while or chatted in the family group, this person never mentioned him.

With the encouragement of Jiang's mother, the girl mustered up the courage to walk over to Jiang Ye. It wasn't that the girl wanted to act timid, but Jiang Ye's family had been with him for so long that they might not be able to sense it.

In the girl's opinion, Jiang Ye, who was sitting at the dining table, looked like a bear that could go berserk at any time and seemed like he was going to tear her to pieces in the next second.

To be honest, restraining your breath is not as simple as it is described in novels. It is not something that can be done with just a thought. Breath is more like a hand. You can put it in your pocket, but leaving it outside is the most comfortable and relaxed state.

The girl suddenly felt her whole body lighten, especially when she got closer to Jiang Ye, the increasingly heavy feeling of oppression suddenly disappeared without a trace. She walked up to Jiang Ye, carefully extended her hand, and smiled reluctantly, "Hello, my name is Cheng Yiyi, and I'm Jiang Jing's friend."

Jiang Jing’s friend?

Jiang Ye didn't believe a word of it. He even thought the name Cheng Yiyi was a fake name.

He stood up and shook hands with Cheng Yiyi. "Hello, my name is Jiang Ye, and I'm Jiang Jing's younger brother. My brother and I grew up together, so how come I've never seen you before?"

Recalling the lines she had memorized before, Cheng Yiyi quickly replied, "I, I'm Jiang Jing's online friend, and I came here to meet him this time."

Jiang Ye's scrutinizing gaze was like a razor. Cheng Yiyi felt as if Jiang Ye's gaze had peeled off a layer of her skin from bottom to top.

Jiang Ye had no choice but to tap the table with his index finger and stop talking. Tap, tap, tap, tap, every sound seemed to strike at everyone's heart.

Jiang Ye really doesn't take care of family matters as he is away from home all year round, but if outsiders stay at home for a long time, they have to go through him. This is what he agreed with his parents after he chose to be a trainer, and it is for the safety of his family.

"You are so nervous that I can tell at once that you are lying. You'd better tell the truth. Come, sit down and tell me slowly."

The rapidly accelerating heartbeat of the person on the other side when answering Jiang Ye, the recitation-like tone in his voice, and the look in his eyes as he recalled things would be seen through immediately by anyone who could read micro-expressions a little, let alone Jiang Ye.

The two sat opposite each other at the dining table. Jiang Ye stared at Cheng Yiyi without blinking the whole time. Cheng Yiyi lowered her head, and no one knew what was brewing.

Jiang Ma ran to the sofa and sat down. "You bastard, go talk to him. How can Yi Yi handle Ah Ye?"

Father Jiang smiled bitterly, "Oh, Ah Ye is more promising than me, and his strength is unfathomable. Besides, you have watched this child grow up since he was a child, and you know that he knows his limits, so why bother with so much?"

"Besides, having said that, I support Ah Ye. A stranger stayed at your door for two days and you picked him up. Good intentions can also lead to bad things."

After hearing what Jiang's father said, Jiang's mother pinched the soft flesh on his waist and sighed, "His father, you said that we are all honest farmers. Ah Ye and Ah Jing were both raised by me, their mother. Why are there so many differences between the two?"

Father Jiang shook his head. "Have you read the latest news? Ibrahimovic has nine children now, and they are all different. Can you say they are not Ibrahimovic's sons?"

After holding it in for a long time, Cheng Yiyi finally couldn't stand Jiang Ye's unmoving gaze anymore, so she looked up and said, "My name is Cheng Yiyi, I'm 17 years old, and I forgot everything else."

Jiang Ye didn't know whether to continue asking, "Why did you come to our house?"

"I don't know. I just walked along the road and arrived at Hongyun Town. Then I met Aunt Fan, and she took me in."

Aunt Fan is Jiang Ma’s name, and Jiang Ma’s full name is Fan Shu.

"...You're not good at lying, right? Who taught you these tricks?"

Hearing Jiang Ye say this, Cheng Yiyi became even more nervous. She opened and closed her mouth anxiously but kept saying, "Kaiyi, Kaiyi! Kaiyi! (I'm not lying! I will never lie! You have to believe me!)"

Jiang Ye frowned. This Cheng Yiyi had been speaking slowly to begin with, and now she was making strange noises for no apparent reason. Seeing the man on the other side covering his mouth with his hands when he screamed, Jiang Ye became even more unsure about Cheng Yiyi's origins.

Her palms were not rough, but her five fingers were like slender claws. Her nails had been trimmed, probably by her mother. Her palms looked plump, but her fingers were just skin and bones.

It must be the result of years of doing grasping work that allows a teenage girl to have such "professional" hands.

Jiang Ye thought for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Are you a fatherless and motherless savage?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yiyi immediately got furious, her face flushed red as she stuttered back angrily, "You, you are the savage! I have a father and a mother!"

Jiang Ye was a little annoyed. This person looked stupid, although he didn't know if she was pretending to be stupid or really stupid. Since she was not willing to say it, he was not willing to let her live in his house.

"Mom, did you pick this guy up from the wild?"

"Ah, it's like this, Ah Ye. This kid is a homeless person. I saw her before in Hongyun Town. At that time, I felt sorry for her, so I gave her two pancakes and left. I didn't expect that when I went out the next day, your brother found her sleeping at the door of the house."

"It was raining at the time, so we didn't chase her away. Later, she took us into her home for several days in a row. After all, it's not good to let a homeless person stay at the doorstep all the time."

Homeless people? Maybe there were in the past.

But with the vigorous development of the alliance now, there is a shortage of people everywhere, and the Homeless Alliance has built houses for them for free and planned arable land for them to grow crops.

Nowadays, homeless people are either swindlers or fraudsters.

After hearing what his mother said, Jiang Ye made up his mind and stood up and walked to Cheng Yiyi. "You, get out. Go wherever you want, but you can't stay around my house."

Jiang Ye had already spoken nicely in front of his parents at this point, otherwise he would have just killed him.

A woman who can't say anything and is inexplicable came to your own house and claimed to be a homeless person. Let alone the alliance's poverty alleviation policy, have you ever seen a female homeless person on the street?

Cheng Yiyi lowered her head and stood there motionless. Jiang Ye warned, "Do you want to go out by yourself, or do you want me to 'invite' you out?"

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