Chapter 117: Results
As soon as Lin Chonghan's words came out, even Xiao Heming on the side cast surprised eyes.
Rong even stopped what he was doing, and asked hesitantly: "Good boy, what are you talking about, isn't the child in the belly of this slut the adulterer?" ”
"I'm afraid my aunt didn't hear clearly," Lin Chonghan explained lightly, "The last time she said it was half a month ago, but the pulse consultation with the doctor was two weeks ago. ”
"It's just that aunt, you also know that when a woman is pregnant at the beginning, her pulse in the early stage is always inaccurate."
Lin Chonghan said: "I'm afraid that even the doctor can't know for sure whether this child is an adulterer or cousin Xiao Heming." ”
In this regard, Lin Chonghan had nothing to say.
The reason for this kid to come is too coincidental, if it weren't for Wang Fangrui's lack of position, then she would even suspect that the other party's purpose was to confuse the bloodline of the Xiao family.
Now that she has this child, the Rong family doesn't dare to do anything to her easily, after all, who can guarantee that the child in her belly is not the Xiao family's species?
With this premise, Wang Fangrui's life was at least saved.
She also seemed to know her own way of life, pinning her hopes on the child, so while protecting her belly, she sobbed weakly on the couch.
I want to take this opportunity to win the sympathy of Xiao and Ming.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of crutches knocking on the ground outside the door.
Mrs. She didn't know when, she stood outside the door with the support of the maid, she was on crutches and looked calm.
"Regardless of this child," she said slowly and unquestionably, "whether he is the blood of my Xiao family or not, we don't want this child." ”
Xiao Heming hurriedly walked over at the first glance of his grandmother.
This matter is really embarrassing, and She Lao Taijun is old, Xiao Heming is worried that his grandmother can't stand the stimulation and is worried that something will happen to her body.
As a result, Old Taijun She gently dodged his hand and said, "My old woman hasn't reached that point yet, so I don't need your help." ”
"What kind of wind and waves have you never seen in the old body?"
She crossed the threshold, paced slowly to the top, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
The old lady glanced at Wang Fangrui, who was crying with pear blossoms, and sighed softly, but the words she said were extremely mean.
She said: "It's a pity that I was born in a family of Zhong Ming Dingshi, but I am such a cheap person." ”
Wang Fangrui's face turned pale.
"The daughter of the Wang family," she was neither angry nor annoyed, "the letter of resignation will be sent to your Wang family." What is the specific reason, our Xiao family will not say it to the outside world, it can be regarded as giving your Wang family a face. ”
When Rong heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Mother! ”
She Lao Taijun raised her crutches and stopped her unfinished words: "Don't say more. ”
"Yes, yes," Yung said, "listen to my mother's teachings." ”
After finishing speaking, Old Taijun She turned to Xiao Heming, who had been standing beside him with his hands down, and his expression was full of disappointment: "When something like this happened, my anger was not because the bloodlines in the house were confused, but because of your reaction. ”
"Xiao Heming," she called her grandson by name, "Your performance tells me that you can't sit firmly in the position of the next head of the Xiao family." ”
Xiao Heming's face turned pale, he lowered his head in shame and muttered not to speak.
His cowardice has always been a problem for She Lao Taijun, but the current situation is popular Confucian gentlemanly demeanor, and Rong is Xiao Heming's biological mother after all.
She, as a grandmother, is too difficult to manage.
It's just that once the matter affects the next inheritance of the family, it will not be so simple, and Xiao Heming's current performance undoubtedly tells her that he is absolutely unqualified.
Old Taijun She's gaze swept over Lin Chonghan on the side, and she was unspeakably disappointed in her heart.
If Lin Chonghan was a little Langjun and a member of the Xiao family, it would be great.
In this way, their Xiao family will not worry about the inheritance, but it is useless to think about it at this point.
She Lao Taijun cleared her throat and said, "Brother Ming, when this matter is resolved, you can go and pay some silver taels and go out to study." ”
"No way!"
Rong's refusal almost instantly, her reaction was very fierce: "Mother, how chaotic it is outside now, don't you know it, if you let Heming out, it is difficult to guarantee that nothing will happen?" ”
"What can happen?" Mrs. She asked rhetorically, and she scoffed at this, "Even if you die outside, it's like being under your wings all the time, and it's better to be a waste who doesn't know anything!" ”
These words were like a slap in the face, which made Xiao Heming's whole person sober up instantly.
He recalled everything he had encountered in the past few months, and finally smiled bitterly and staggered to his knees: "My grandson is willing to listen to his grandmother and go out on a trip." ”
"Mother," he pleaded, looking up, "this is my son's wish, and I beg you not to refuse." ”
Rong was silent for a long time, but finally acquiesced.
*
Lin Chonghan saw that the matter had been satisfactorily resolved, so he tendered his resignation with interest.
Just now, because Rong and She Lao Taijun came so abruptly, that she forgot to leave the scene in shock.
In the face of her granddaughter, Mrs. She was unexpectedly patient.
"Here's the matter," she got up with her crutches and glanced at Rong, "It's up to you, the housewife, to settle it, and I'll go talk to Chonghan." ”
Lin Chonghan then hugged his grandmother and walked all the way to the outside of Xiao's mansion.
The grandfather and grandson walked together through a winding corridor with a calm, waveless lake filled with koi and fish.
When the atmosphere was very quiet, Old Taijun She suddenly spoke.
She smiled and said, "You and that Ning Anhou, I'm afraid you've already made a relationship, right?" ”
Lin Chonghan was taken aback: "How do you know?" ”
Mrs. She patted her hand and said, "Didn't I say before that your grandmother has not experienced anything after so many years, so she can't even see such a little childlike affection." ”
Lin Chonghan lowered his head and smiled, but did not speak.
"This road is difficult to walk," Old Lady She sighed, "After all, Ning Anhou's identity is there, but it's not a dead end." ”
"He has affection for you, I can see it."
"It's just a heavy cold," Old Lady She's gaze leisurely cast into the distance, "You must know that love and love are important, but in some aspects, you have to make concessions." ”
Lin Chonghan replied: "I can save it, grandma." ”
Mrs. She smiled with satisfaction, and she continued: "You are a smart child, and grandma has nothing else to teach you, but she just wants to tell you a word. ”
"No matter how much you love each other, you must firmly remember that no matter what the circumstances, you must never lose yourself."