Chapter 483: Dragons Have No Leader
"Little boy." After Steward Yang entered the room, he shouted.
The bulging cotton moved passively.
Then, Zhuang Ting lifted the quilt and sat up.
Steward Yang saw the hurt on the little boy's face, and his heart felt like he was being picked up: "Little boy, you are too heavy." ”
To deal with people like Xu Caifeng, as long as you see a little blood, you can completely bluff her.
Moreover, listening to Zhuang Yusen's attitude towards Xu Caifeng just now, he obviously protected her, and in order to prevent Mr. from punishing Xu Caifeng, he did not hesitate to push Xu Caifeng out to avoid the limelight.
This move is obviously a favoritism.
It's a pity that the little boy suffered this injury for no reason.
Steward Yang listened to the quarrel between Zhuang Yusen and Xu Caifeng just now, and now he looked at the injury on Xiaogong's face, and immediately understood what had happened.
There is no need for the little boy to admit it himself, Steward Yang knows that the injury was caused by the little boy himself.
No matter how stupid Xu Caifeng is, she doesn't dare to blatantly hurt the little boy on the manor territory, even if she wants to hurt her, she will only secretly make people unable to see the wounds.
Zhuang Ting sat dumbfounded.
After burning for a few days, he deliberately put on a perverted appearance just now to bluff Xu Caifeng, he is really tired now.
Steward Yang was someone he could trust with confidence, so Zhuang Ting didn't mind showing his true feelings in front of him.
Yang Guanguan moved softly and drugged the little boy's face.
Seeing that the little boy was sick like this, he had to spare his energy to deal with demons and monsters, and even did not hesitate to gamble with his body, and his heart hurt beyond words.
Normal children say that they have a fever, and just sneezing makes their parents nervous.
But what about the little boy, with a high fever of 40 degrees, he still has to stand up and face the bad people.
"Looking at the old gentleman's appearance, it seems that he still chooses to protect Xu Caifeng."
Although the result was cruel, Steward Yang still had to tell the truth.
Zhuang Ting nodded.
He didn't think that he could force Xu Caifeng to leave by this little means, he just gave Xu Caifeng a warning, so as to save him from annoying him.
"Sir, I haven't heard from me all day." Steward Yang's worried report is really a wave of unsettled, wave after wave.
Zhuang Ting immediately looked up at Steward Yang!
That's not a good word.
Every time SC Johnson cut contact, he was either injured or dead.
Zhuang Ting immediately pulled out his tablet from under the pillow, and clicked his fingers on the screen, popping up a dialog box that Steward Yang couldn't understand at all.
However, Steward Yang knew that the little boy was trying to contact Mr.
It's a pity that the result is still the same, and I didn't get a response.
A few seconds later, Zhuang Ting's little face drooped, and the clouds were gloomy.
Steward Yang was relieved: "Little boy, don't worry, Mr. will be fine." ”
Although outsiders think that the relationship between Mr. and Xiaogongzi is not good and they ignore each other, Steward Yang knows that there is really no concern between father and son, but their contact information is relatively different.
Not as lingering and friendly as other fathers and sons.
Zhuang Ting threw down the tablet, and the whole person was extremely weak.
Steward Yang was really distressed, so he proposed: "Little boy, do you want me to call my wife and ask her to come over?" ”
In his opinion, the little boy is really too pitiful.
The high fever has not gone away, and the doctor said that it is not like a physical problem, but it seems to be caused by a knot in the heart and depression.
I still have to stand up and settle Xu Caifeng, but with Xu Caifeng's nature, I will definitely not be reconciled, and I will make a comeback soon, and my husband's whereabouts are unknown, in short, there are always things piled up, and Steward Yang feels that if his wife is there, the little boy will feel much better.
When Zhuang Ting heard this, he immediately shook his head violently!
No!
Don't call Sydney!
He doesn't deserve it!
Steward Yang saw that the little boy was so resistant, and he knew that he was afraid that this knot was in Sydney.
It's just that if you really don't call Sydney, can the little boy's illness get better?
……
Xu Caifeng hurried to Si's house angrily.
Zhuang Yusen let her go, then she just go!
It's just that if she leaves, she won't make Zhuang Ting feel better.
Xu Caifeng could see that Zhuang Ting and Si Chen had a bad relationship, and she wanted to instigate the Si family to come to stir up the situation and suffocate that little mute to death!
Shu Jingmei took a look, a rare guest.
Zhuang Chen and Si Chen's affairs have been entangled for several years, and the Zhuang family has not come to the door once, and today suddenly came uninvited, what happened?
And if you look closely, Xu Caifeng still has five fingerprints on her face.
Yo, beaten?
Who is so bold as to dare to beat the dignified Mrs. Banker!
"Mrs. Zhuang, why are you here today?" Shu Jingmei deliberately didn't mention this stubble, and in front of Xu Caifeng, her posture couldn't help but lower by a point.
Xu Caifeng suppressed the displeasure in her heart.
It's just that he was framed by Zhuang Ting's little mute, and he was slapped by Zhuang Yusen and driven out of the house, no matter how much he pressed his mood, it was still bad.
Seeing that there were a lot of dishes at the table, not only bird's nest, but also sea cucumber fish maw, Xu Caifeng sneered: "I'll just say that Zhuang Ting is five years old, why haven't Si Chen and Zhuang Chen gotten married yet, dare to have a big-hearted mother like you." ”
"......" Shu Jingmei was ridiculed and looked confused.
Damn it.
What are you doing scolding her for being in a bad mood.
Xu Caifeng continued: "If it were you, my daughter was unmarried and her belly was enlarged, I would have rushed to the door to ask the man for an explanation." It's like you, your daughter is now nameless and shareless, she is almost thirty years old, she is not in a hurry at all, and she can still eat. ”
"......" Shu Jingmei was dissatisfied in her heart, but she was facing Mrs. Zhuang, no matter how dissatisfied she was, she didn't dare to make a mistake, so she could only lower her head and say goodly: "I don't know what advice Mrs. Zhuang has when she comes to the door this time." ”
Si Chen happened to come down from the second floor and saw Xu Caifeng, and was surprised: "Auntie, you are here." ”
I just didn't take two steps before I noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
Si Chen gave Shu Jingmei a look, and Shu Jingmei gave her a look, signaling that Xu Caifeng was full of anger now and was not easy to provoke.
Si Chen immediately understood, walked up quickly, grabbed Xu Caifeng's arm like a daughter, and coaxed, "Auntie, what's wrong." ”
Xu Caifeng was very affected by this action, and most of the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared: "Zhuang Ting is now so sick that he will not die, it is a good time to win him over, but you are here with big fish and meat." Chenchen, you know that I have always wanted you to marry a minister, but you are too angry! ”
"What, Zhuang Ting is sick?" Si Chen was surprised, but there was no worry in his voice, but he was a little happy.
That guy was actually sick, and I thought he was really the same as the outside world, so powerful that he wouldn't get sick.
"My grandson is sick? What's going on? Shu Jingmei's brows welled up with real worry.
Xu Caifeng glanced at them: "I don't know, I haven't seen the retreat after two days of burning, tomorrow will be the third day, and the fever will be more than 40 degrees, and Johnson doesn't know where to go, and the children don't care, and now the manor has no leader." ”
So it's a good time to settle in and show your identity.
Si Chen was smart, and immediately understood Xu Caifeng's hint, she said: "Auntie, I won't eat, I'll go to the manor to see the village immediately...... Look at the son! ”