Chapter 12: Quarrels
"Nope! No! Don't go! β
Yang Lan became a little crazy, and the expression on his face began to become very pitiful.
There were green tendons looming on her forehead, and the tears in the corners of her eyes were falling even more, and she grabbed Wang Zicheng harder!
It's just that she felt that the sleeve she was holding in her hand was as difficult to grasp as if it had become quicksand, so her right hand slid down, and the scarf on Wang Zicheng's head was pulled off by her!
So the young man's short hair was exposed, and although there was a net scarf to tie his hair, there was obviously no towering bun!
The net towel has the same function as the hair net used by ordinary people, the appearance is similar but it is not the same thing, and the material of the net towel is slightly harder. And Wang Zicheng is carrying a lazy net towel with a thin net, which is the prototype of the North Korean net scarf.
At the moment when the scarf fell and the short hair was exposed, both of them were stunned, and their movements froze in place!
Yang Lan's eyes, which were already wide, were as big as copper bells!
The red bloodshot in her eyes was as terrible as condensed blood and tears under the imprint of tears, as terrible as if she was about to devour Wang Zicheng!
Yang Lan's heart was rising and falling rapidly, and her breath had become disordered, she wanted to control her emotions, but everything in front of her made her unable to calm down!
She shook her hand and put the scarf in her hand on the ground, pointed to Wang Zicheng's hair and asked in disbelief, "What...... How so! You...... You...... When do you cut your hair? β
In today's China, the length of hair depends on the individual's wishes, but for most clan families, long hair for men and women is a symbol of family inheritance.
At the same time, long hair is forcibly given some meaning, thus shackling people's freedom and heart!
And short hair has undoubtedly become a heresy in the eyes of these people, as if short hair should not appear at the same time as Hanfu or traditional culture, Yang Lan is one of these people!
Wang Zicheng supported Yang Lan, who was trembling slightly, and said with reluctance in his eyes, "Grandma, don't think things so badly, Zicheng cut his hair just to try a new hairstyle." β
He still didn't dare to tell Yang Lan the truth, although he had seen Yang Lan in this situation many times, but today's Yang Lan was the craziest he thought he had ever seen.
The reason why it was the first time he thought he was thinking was because he had forgotten the previous one......
It's just such a reason, which can't convince Yang Lan at all, because Wang Zicheng's move is not just a great irony for her......
In addition to sarcasm, there is also a challenge to her authority!
Wang Zicheng watched the expression on Yang Lan's face change, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and there was an uneasiness surging in his heart.
But he quickly calmed down, as if waiting for a storm to come......
Sure enough, Yang Lan pushed Wang Zicheng's hand away, pointed at the young man and roared, "You lied!" You grew up watching me, I don't know what you think in your heart? Do you feel that your wings are stiff and you can make any decisions yourself? β
Just before the young man could speak, Yang Lan shouted again, "I'll tell you Wang Zicheng, don't even think about it!! As long as I'm in this world, you don't want to be with that girl, and you don't want to go to Japan to participate in that competition! β
When Yang Lan was talking, she didn't know what she thought, and her face suddenly turned pale.
She looked at Wang Zicheng, and continued with a sad sneer in her eyes, "But it's okay if you want to go, unless I'm here today, otherwise you don't want to take a step out of this door!" β
It's just that after the sneer passed, the anger in her eyes surged, and the looming green tendons exploded directly, making her whole face look so distorted and so terrifying!
As if she had crawled out of hell, she roared towards Wang Zicheng with an eerie and terrifying aura, "Come, kill me, step on my corpse!! β
It's so hysterical, it's so angry!
Uncle Mo heard Wang Zicheng and Yang Lan arguing, and he had been waiting anxiously downstairs.
At this time, when he heard Yang Lan say something so serious, he hurriedly went upstairs and persuaded him, "Madam, calm down." Zicheng is still young, and many things are still not real, just tell him well! β
Then he looked at Wang Zicheng, sighed helplessly and said, "Zicheng, you are really, you know that Madame is not in good health, and you still want to be angry with her like this......"
He didn't listen to Uncle Mo's words, because Yang Lan's last words kept echoing in his ears, and at the same time, bursts of dizziness hit him like a wave!
"Come on, kill me, step over my corpse!"
"Come on, kill me, step over my corpse!"
"Come on, kill me, step over my corpse!"
β¦β¦
Wang Zicheng suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and he couldn't tell where the direction was, and he didn't even know where he was in a trance!
In the midst of the chaos, a hint of clarity echoed in his mind.
"Grandma, do you know where your uncle went, Zicheng misses him so much......"
The little Wang Zicheng put the pen in his hand on the pen stand, looked up and asked Yang Lan who stepped into the study.
Children also wear linen clothes, and according to their local rules, they need to wear filial piety for their parents for 100 days.
Unexpectedly, Yang Lan's face turned dark, and she said in a deep voice, "Do you miss him?" What do you want him to do...... What do you want him to do with such a person, do you still think that he has not harmed us enough? β
The naΓ―ve young man didn't understand the meaning of Yang Lan's words, so he blinked his starry eyes, looked at Yang Lan with some confusion and said, "Didn't grandma say that Mom and Dad, was it that what kind of skill will kill you, what does this have to do with uncle?" β
Perhaps because Wang Zicheng and Ah Quan's eyes are very similar, Yang Lan looked at those innocent bright eyes, and immediately remembered Ah Quan's bits and pieces, so there was a fire burning in her heart.
Yang Lan picked up the stick standing at the door, strode towards Wang Zicheng, pulled up the child's coat and started fighting, "If it weren't for him going to participate in that Rausch competition, no one would have targeted him and killed your parents!" So you are not allowed to think about him, and if you hear it, you are not allowed to think about him! β
When Yang Lan spoke, the force in his hand increased a little, and the painful prince became grinning.
And Wang Zicheng struggled a few times, and finally broke free from Yang Lan's clutches and ran out towards the door.
He cried as he ran, "Woo woo woo ~ I'm going to find my uncle, I'm going to find my uncle!" β
It's just that Wang Zicheng didn't see the road under his feet clearly, and when he ran to the yard, he fell, and a hot pain spread from his knees and hands all over his body.
Yang Lan took advantage of this opportunity to press Wang Zicheng to the ground and fight frantically, "I told you not to think about him, you still have to go to him!" Tell you to go to him, tell you to go to him, tell you to go to him! β
Her eyes were round, and her muscles were exposed, as if she had gone crazy!
γ