Situ Qingqing strongly agreed with the second brother's idea, she nodded and said, "I really think you should talk about it, maybe you tell your dad about the importance of sweetness to you, and Dad will also consider it." ”

"Dad will think that her importance is less than one-ten-thousandth of He Jing's. Situ retorted clearly and habitually.

"Why don't you try?" Situ Qingqing was dissatisfied with the second brother, "Although Dad is like an iron man, but his heart is not made of iron, you said that Dad has never given you a good face for so many years, but think about it on the other hand, haven't you never given Dad any good face?"

Situ Qinglang was silent, he admitted that his sister was right, but his mother's death always made him difficult to let go, and his father's cold and strict attitude towards him always made him unable to unload the burden, and there was an insurmountable gap and communication barriers between him and Situ Zheng, and even in essence, their concepts were different.

"Let's talk about it. He replied vaguely.

Situ Qing closed his mouth in amusement, "Say it again" proves that the second brother has considered it, and it is better than not saying anything.

As he spoke, Uncle Yan came up to the attic to call Situ Qinglang, and he lowered his voice and said, "**It seems that he is a little suspicious of Young Master Jiaming's girlfriend, let you go down, you can be mentally prepared." ”

Situ Qinglang glanced at Situ Qingqing coldly, and his eyes seemed to say again-I will ask you what happened.

Situ Qingqing stuck out his tongue, and he was kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs, don't I have a little credit?

He followed Yan Bo out of the attic, Situ Qingqing felt bored and followed, and on the way back to the room, she was stopped by He Jing.

"Can I talk to you?" He Jing's tone was sincere, but her eyes were full of persistence, and she stopped at Situ Qingqing's door with her hand, as if she didn't agree, she wouldn't leave.

"What are you talking about?" Situ Qingqing didn't give her any good looks.

"I won't take you too long. He Jing avoided answering.

Situ Qinglang was invited into Situ Zheng's study by Yan Li, and then closed the door respectfully and went out. Situ Zheng was practicing calligraphy on the desk, and asked without raising his head: "He Jiaming brought the girl you like to see you?"

Situ Qinglang sighed in his heart, he didn't know how his father saw it, so for a while, he didn't know whether to admit it or continue to hide it, whether his father was tempting or had firm evidence.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Situ Zheng finally raised his head and snorted: "If you don't say it, it means acquiescence." ”

Situ Qinglang stared at a scar on Situ Zheng's face in silence - the most terrible soldier is a soldier who has been on the battlefield for decades, a soldier who lost half his life on the battlefield from birth to death, Situ Zheng is like this.

Situ Zheng pointed to the sofa next to him and ordered, "Sit." ”

Situ Qinglang thought of his sweetheart and his sister's words, and for the first time he decided to follow their advice and talk to his father, so he answered: "Yes." He sat upright on the couch.

"What do you like about that girl?" Situ Zheng is not good at talking to his children about such issues, his first marriage was arranged, although it was not suitable, but in his subconscious, he thought that marriage should be arranged by the family, especially their kind of military and political marriage.

"A lot. Situ Qinglang replied honestly, "Very simple, although her family background is not good, she is very positive, and she has a resilience." ”

Situ Zheng knocked on the cigarette butt and sneered: "Toughness, how does this toughness help you?"

Situ Qinglang was silent, and frankly said that although this quality made him admire, it was indeed not enough to form any substantial help to him.

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