Stalemate, a long stalemate, accompanied by Situ Zheng's shouting order, Situ's family fell into a dead silence.

Situ Qinglang couldn't accept his father's decision, and he didn't have any feelings for He Jing at all.

But now is not the time to reason with his father, he has even always felt that there is no reason to talk about it in front of Situ Zheng, this is the disadvantage of a military family.

Situ Zheng has always educated his three sons with obedience, which is the duty and habit of a soldier, and Situ Qinglang can understand it.

But he couldn't understand that this discipline was enforced at home all the time, and he needed to communicate on an equal footing, rather than what his father said and what he had to do.

He knew that he would only get his sweetheart in trouble if he talked back like this, so he continued to say nothing.

In the discordant father-son relationship, he has long been accustomed to treating Situ Zheng's every selfishness with such an attitude.

Situ Zheng was so angry that his blood pressure surged, he really couldn't understand why this son had been in the army for so many years, why he was still tired by the so-called children's affection!

Marriage should have been based on the conclusion of interests, and those so-called simple feelings only exist in novels, or fairy tales, and will not exist in reality at all!

His son's back was bleeding, he knew it without looking, and he knew how hard he was exerting himself. For Qinglang's attitude, he was distressed and angry.

He stood with his hands in his hands, his fingertips trembling, and looked at his son, who knelt silently in front of him, silently, and he knew that he had failed again this time.

Forget it, he took a deep breath.

Qing Lang is good at avoiding the important and light, and he will mediate with him, he has already openly resisted once, and will not openly resist a second time.

"Go back to sleep, I hope you can accept He Jing as much as you can, do you hear!" Situ Zheng finally emphasized.

Situ Qinglang said in a deep voice: "Got it." ”

He stood up, the tingling in his back was not as numb as his heart, the order suffocated him, and the home suffocated him.

He went back to the room in silence, and Situ Zheng sat down heavily on the sofa and exhaled deeply.

Bai Ting's face was incredible—this is the end?So does Qinglang accept it or not?

She wanted to ask, but seeing that Situ Zheng's face was not good, that sentence finally didn't come out, the two quarrels are always like this, Situ Zheng seems to have the upper hand, but in fact, every time he quietly makes concessions.

This is not good, Bai Ting thought to herself. Qinglang has no name and no points, and he shouldn't have such a high status in the Situ family.

She decided to fan the flames in front of her master one day, one Qinglang and one Qingyue, the two divided the Situ family into two, where is there still her own son Qingfeng?

She hurriedly served Situ Zheng a cup of cordyceps deer antler health soup, Situ Zheng took a sip, saw Yan Li standing beside him, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "Go up and show him, it doesn't matter if the injury on his back is there." ”

"Yes,**. Yan Li nodded, and couldn't help but think in his heart that it was still the same, with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

He went upstairs, knocked respectfully on the door, and waited for the second young master to open the door for him.

In Situ's house, only Situ Zheng can enter his sons' rooms at will, and the rest need to knock on the door first and wait for permission before entering.

He waited for a while, Situ Qinglang **** came over and opened the door, and when he saw that it was Uncle Yan, he couldn't help but soften his expression a little, and let him in.

"**Let me take a look at the wound on your back, whether it is strict or not, do I need to help you get some Yunnan Baiyao?"

"No need. Situ Qinglang sneered, his eyes full of mockery, "Don't expect everyone to appreciate such a thing as beating a stick to give a sweet date." ”。

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