Chapter 7 This Mr. Zhong is a little scary
"I ......" Su Mian met his deep dark eyes that could see through everything, and stammered as he spoke, "No..... Nope. ”
Zhong Nanjun didn't speak again, just looked at her.
His eye sockets are very deep, and it seems that those eyes are deep and pitch black, making people look into them at a glance, as if they have fallen into a bottomless abyss.
Su Mian felt that his heart, liver and lungs were trembling.
This Mr. Chung ...... It's kind of scary.
......
The silver-gray Bentley drove quickly on the road, and there was silence in the car.
Zhong Yibai sat in the back seat with his schoolbag in his arms, his little face was tense, and a pair of eyes glanced in the rearview mirror from time to time, and secretly glanced at the man who was driving through the rearview mirror.
The man's face was not very good, his two eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a pair of big hands holding the steering wheel.....
Zhong Yibai knew that he was going to be finished.
What he did at school in the past two days, Mr. Su probably told Zhong Nanji.
As soon as he thought of going home to accept the baptism of the storm, Zhong Yibai's careful liver began to tremble.
So, he secretly took out his mobile phone from his school bag, shrunk his body to the window, and began to secretly send messages to his grandmother.
He didn't know how to type, and now he couldn't speak, so he sent pictures like crazy.
There are two words on each picture..... Help me!
Soon, the old lady of the Zhong family sent him a message, but what made Zhong Yibai crazy was that his grandmother gave him a voice message.
He looked at the voice message and wanted to cry without tears.
What about the tacit understanding?
Can you still be a grandparent and grandchild happily?
So, he sent her a picture of 'don't' again, and the old lady quickly sent him a message back.
Luckily, this time it was a text message.
But unfortunately, it reads......
"Good grandson, are you teasing grandma again? ”
Zhong Yibai, "......"
Have you ever experienced despair?
......
The old house of the Zhong family is in the urban area, and the old lady likes to be quiet in the middle of the noise, so she dances and plays mahjong with her sisters when she has nothing to do, and her small life is not too cool.
But the rest of the Zhong family doesn't like to live in the city, and Zhong Nanshu moved out when he became an adult, and now lives in the 'Imperial Garden' with the best environment in the northern city.
There is a mountain in the north city called Huanglong Mountain.
'Huangyuan' is built at the foot of Huanglong Mountain, with a beautiful environment, lush forests, quiet and pleasant, and is most suitable for people who like to live quietly.
As soon as the car drove into the gate of the 'Imperial Garden', Zhong Yibai couldn't sit still.
He hugged his school bag and planned to drive away as soon as the car stopped.
When the car slowly stopped, Zhong Yibai reached for the car door.
The car door opened, he was overjoyed, and just as he wanted to slip away, he heard a voice from the driver's seat, "Go to the study and wait for me first!"
His voice was low, revealing obvious displeasure.
Zhong Yibai, "......"
After all, he couldn't escape the clutches of the old clock.
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In the study on the second floor of the villa, Zhong Yibai stood in front of Zhong Nanshu with his little head down, and he didn't dare to say a word.
Zhong Nanshu glanced at him, raised his hand to untie the collar of his shirt and said in a deep voice, "Believe it or not, I threw you to Ethiopia to herd sheep?"
The voice was cold and unhappy.
When Zhong Yibai heard this, his little face turned white with fright.
He hurriedly said, "Dad, Ethiopia is too far away, and the food there is not good, so you might as well leave me in the country." ”
Dare to be poor?
Zhong Nanshu frowned, "Do you have itchy skin?"
Zhong Yibai immediately raised his little hand and made a confession of surrender.
He sincerely admitted his mistake, "Dad, I know it's wrong, I won't dare next time." ”
"What's wrong?"
"I shouldn't have snatched a child's big chicken legs, nor should I have snatched a child's quilt and pillow. Chong Yibai said as he glanced at the expression on Zhong Nanjun's face, and saw that his expression had not changed, and his courage grew, "You shouldn't have sprinkled water on the bed with small stones and said that he wetted the bed......"
"Go on. ”
"The most wrong thing I did was not to lift Mr. Su's skirt in front of everyone......
Zhong Yibai regrets it now, he is thinking, if he hadn't lifted Teacher Su's skirt today and made her anxious, maybe he would have been able to spend a few more days at school.
"I'll give you two choices," Zhong Nanji glared at him coldly, "I will deduct a month's allowance and apologize to Mr. Su and the children tomorrow, and the other one will go to Ethiopia ......."
When Zhong Yibai heard this, he immediately shouted, "Can we not mention Ethiopia?"
Zhong Nanshu raised his eyebrows, "Selected?"
Zhong Yibai pouted depressedly, "Can I have any other choice?" Every time I make a mistake, my pocket money will be deducted, and my pocket money is not much......
He originally wanted to save more pocket money to buy gifts for the young lady next door.
In this case, the gift will definitely not be bought.
I don't know if there is no gift, the young lady next door will ignore him?
Zhong Nanshu obviously didn't have time to listen to his complaints, and reached out to take the folder on the side, "Tomorrow I will send someone to confirm your apology." ”
"Do you want to do it if you apologize? Am I the kind of person who only says but doesn't do it?"
This time, Zhong Nanji just glanced at him faintly.
Then he waved his hand, indicating that he was going to be busy, and let him out.
Zhong Yibai puffed out of the study and went back to his room.
He lay on the bed with his legs crossed, and after turning his big black glass-like eyes a few times, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
He was going to complain to his grandmother, saying that Zhong Nanjun had bullied him again.....
In the end, the result of the complaint was that the pocket money deducted by Zhong Nanshu was made up by his grandmother.
Well, the goal has been achieved, and Zhong Yibai's mood is beautiful.
......
Su Mian made a good meal.
At this moment, at seven o'clock in the evening, Yu Miao said inarticulate while eating the food in the bowl, "Dear, your pickled pepper beef tenderloin is so much to my liking, can I eat another bowl of rice, do you believe it?"
Su Mian replied to her funny, "Comrade Xiaoyu, don't blame me for not reminding you, your weight has already exceeded three digits." ”
Yu Miao, "...... Only when you are full can you have the strength to lose weight. ”
Su Mian shook his head amusefully and didn't speak again.
Yu Miao ate for a while, as if she suddenly remembered something, and asked Su Mian, "I heard that a super-good-looking student's parent came to your class today?"
Su Mian drank the soup for a while.
"Hmm," Su Mian gently stirred the fish soup in the bowl with a spoon, "Zhong Yibai's father." ”
"Just the dad of the kid who lifted your skirt?"
Su Mian's face turned red, and she raised her eyes to stare at Yu Miao, "Can we stop mentioning this matter?"
Yu Miao leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, "Emma, I'm laughing to death, that bear child is too bold......"
Su Mian was annoyed by her laughter, and reached out to bring the food away.
When Yu Miao saw it, she immediately held back her laughter, and made a surrender gesture with both hands, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I won't mention it in the future......"
That being said, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows forced a forced smile......
Su Mian glared at her fiercely, and then deflated again.
"Actually, I'm a little worried right now......"
"Worried about what?"
"Zhong Yibai's father looks ......" Su Mian frowned slightly, and didn't know what words to find to describe him for a while.
Yu Miao couldn't wait to ask, "Bad temper?"
Su Mian shook his head, "No, I don't feel very easy to get along with......
When he looked at her, the unfathomable look in his eyes, and the indifferent and detached nobility that emanated from him......