Chapter Twenty-Eight: Seeing Face-to-Face

Zhong Zhengyong looked at his nephew who was so calm, and was shocked by the changes in his nephew.

He suddenly thought of what his nephew had done in the morning, originally he thought it was just to slander his nephew's exaggerated statement, but now it didn't seem like that, and suddenly, Zhong Zhengyong had hope in his heart again.

He stared at his nephew hopefully, and admonished: "Shuyu, then you have to do it as soon as possible, I heard the second brother say that you will set off on the ninth day of the first month at the most, and there will be only a few days left, and there will be no delay." ”

Zhong Ling's eyes flickered slightly when he heard the number of Chu Jiu, and he replied lightly: "Well, I know." ”

"If you need the help of the fifth uncle, just ask." After Zhong Zhengyong told him again, his eyes looked at his second sister-in-law.

But looking at the second sister-in-law's thin and aged face, in the end, he didn't know what to comfort, but said: "Second sister-in-law, don't be too sad, don't worry, it's really the worst case, you stay here, and I will take care of it." ”

Zhang Yinghua smiled and looked at the young man in front of her gently.

"I know."

"Then I'm leaving, you guys go back to the house."

Zhong Zhengyong turned around and stepped into the snowstorm......

Looking at Zhong Zhengyong's back that quickly disappeared, Zhong Ling's eyes flashed and he looked at the subordinate room on the side of the house.

That's where the roses and butterflies sleep at night.

Zhong Ling raised his feet and walked over.

kicked the door open, looked at the two people lying on the bed and pretending to be asleep, and said coldly: "Don't pretend to be asleep, listen to me, I don't like to eat people inside and outside, and everything that happened in our courtyard will be spread in the future." ”

"I'm just asking you, and then it's not just as simple as destroying your hand."

After saying that, Zhong Ling didn't look at the two of them, turned around and left.

Cai Wei and Cai Die, who were lying on the bed, heard the words of the second young master, sat up with a shocked face, and looked at the direction where the second young master left with a frightened, frightened and angry expression.

For a while, I didn't know if I should go to the third aunt.

……

After Zhong Ling returned here, Zhang Yinghua glanced at her and didn't ask anything, and only then did she whisper when she walked into the house: "Yu'er, it seems that there is no room for maneuver in this matter, you don't need to provoke your father and grandmother, this is not good for you." ”

"Mother is here, it's okay."

"No matter how much your grandmother doesn't like me, she won't kill me directly, so don't worry, I'll be able to go back sooner or later."

Zhong Ling looked at Zhang Yinghua, whose face was gloomy and had not closed her eyes well for several days, and did not say anything to comfort her, but replied: "Sleep, you don't have to worry about this, I know how to measure." ”

Zhang Yinghua looked at her daughter with a calm face, and still said one more sentence uneasily: "Then you must know the measure, don't come nonsense, now is the most important thing for your future, don't let your father completely disgust you." “

"Yes."

Zhang Yinghua saw that her daughter agreed, so she didn't say anything more.

She lay down on the bed with a tired look and closed her eyes, hoping that when she woke up, she was still the girl who was seventeen years old and unmarried, under the knees of her parents.

So that she would not suffer all the pain that followed.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The old lady sent someone to call Zhang Yinghua.

After arriving there, the old lady opened her mouth and scolded Zhang Yinghua.

Zhong Ling looked at this old lady wearing gold and silver, with a mean face, her eyes sank slightly, and sure enough, just like the original owner's memory, this old lady was mean enough, and it was no wonder that she looked seven or eight years older than her actual age.

After the old lady scolded, she talked about the issue of keeping Zhang Yinghua by her side to fulfill her filial piety.

What can Zhang Yinghua say.

She could only lower her eyebrows and say, "Everything is arranged by my mother." ”

Faced with this, Zhong Ling, who was sitting on the side, didn't say anything.

On the contrary, Zhong Shulan, who was unaware, said with a worried face: "Grandmother, how is this ......?"

The old lady glared at Zhong Shulan with heavy eyebrows and said, "What are you doing, is there something you said?" It's not big or small, it's as unruly as your mother. ”

Zhong Shulan, who was scolded severely, turned red with her eyes, she pinched the embroidered handkerchief, and wanted to say something, but Zhang Yinghua shook her head at her slightly.

Zhong Shulan bit her lip, and finally could only close her mouth unwillingly.

But subconsciously, her eyes looked at Brother Yu with hope, hoping that Brother Yu could do something.

Zhong Ling received Zhong Shulan's gaze, but still didn't help anything.

Instead, in a blink of an eye, his eyes glanced from the old lady in the seat to Su Huiran's face.

When she came in, she noticed that this woman who was still in her prime was losing to Li Wanjing in terms of appearance, even if she depicted exquisite makeup, she could only say that she was bright and glamorous at best.

On the contrary, because of the high cheekbones, it looks like a bitter one.

Su Huiran, who was holding her son and teasing, felt Zhong Ling's gaze, raised her chin, raised the corners of her mouth proudly, and smiled at Zhong Ling.

It is a contempt and ridicule from above.

As if to say, just leave your mother here, what can you do??