7 Return
The music theory teacher was a lean middle-aged woman in her forties and fifties, with a tight ball head, taking off her long down jacket and wearing a black turtleneck sweater sitting upright on the piano bench.
Lu Yinong stood beside the piano, trying her best to sing along with the gradual and high-spirited tone under the piano keys, she had not been enlightened, and she did not have any special sense of tone, the teacher's attitude was quite gentle, but the expression on her face was a little serious to the naked eye.
Halfway through the class, there was the roar of a car downstairs, the teacher stopped the keys in his hand, Lu Yinong ran to close the window, and saw through the glass that the black-painted car drove into the courtyard and rolled directly on the lawn carefully maintained by Mr. Gao.
My aunt was already standing under the eaves of the porch, waiting quietly.
The co-pilot's door opened, and a tall and thin figure in a thin gray trench coat got out of the car, followed by "Bang! There was a loud bang, and the door was slammed shut.
The snowflakes fell on his shoulders and quickly melted. Zhang Ronghui didn't look at Lu Qing, and went straight to the hall with a cold face.
Immediately after the driver opened the door of the back seat, the figure of the uncle appeared, and the aunt greeted him and talked to the back seat affectionately.
"Inno?" The music theory teacher called her behind her back.
She came back to her senses and closed the window: "I'm sorry. β
The male owner has been away from home for a long time, and his popularity is somewhat lacking, and today the two Mr. Zhang came back together, and the villa was lively for a long time.
"Give me the tea, I'll serve it." Lu Qing smiled and took the tray from her aunt's hand, "You prepare a few more dishes in the evening, Pei Ming just said that he has a bad stomach recently and wants to eat something to clear his mouth." β
"Yes, ma'am."
Lu Qing carried the tray up to the study on the second floor, the door was not closed tightly, and the sound of conversation leaked, she hastily listened to two sentences, the atmosphere was okay, the father and son were just talking about work, so they knocked on the door.
The voice in the room stopped, she pushed the door in, smiled at Zhang Peiming, and put the heavy wooden tray and tea on the table.
"Thank you for your hard work, just let Auntie do it." Zhang Peiming said gently.
"It's not hard," she leaned next to Zhang Peiming and filled his small cup with water, "You just came back, don't be busy talking about work all the time." Auntie bought a good grouper and wanted to ask you if you eat steamed or braised at night? β
She poured another lamp for Zhang Ronghui and pushed it in front of him, but the other party did not move.
"Hmm," Zhang Peiming took a sip of hot tea, his frowning brows stretched slightly, "I forgot to tell you that the Zhao family is coming to be a guest in the evening." Let my aunt prepare a few more dishes, and make them to my taste. Go get two more bottles of red wine? β
Lu Qing knew that this was to let him go out, so Xiao Yi nodded gently: "Okay." β
She walked to the door, put her hand on the doorknob and was about to turn, then turned around again: "This morning, the police came to the house. β
Zhang Ronghui's gaze swept over, she didn't seem to see it, and continued unhurriedly: "It seems to be for Cheng Min's business." I also asked the porter in the morning to find out that he came to the house in the middle of the night last night and drove out. When I saw the news today, I found out that something like this happened. β
"It's just that there was a fierce quarrel on the Internet," Zhang Peiming comforted her, "Rong Hui accompanied me in Hong Kong yesterday, and it has nothing to do with him." We have reported to the police for the first time about the theft of the car, and the police came to ask about this. β
"I'm at home, I lost something, this is a management omission, it's my responsibility."
Seeing her low-eyed demeanor, Zhang Rong would suddenly sneer mercilessly.
Zhang Peiming glanced at him reproachfully, clenched his fist and tapped it on the table: "The responsibility is yours, what are you laughing at?" Isn't it with your permission and connivance that a friend can break into an empty door at night? I'm afraid it's not the past two days, if there is no car accident, he returns the car, who will find out? The more indulgent you are, the more greedy you are, and you should also reflect on yourself! β
Zhang Ronghui supported the armrest with one hand, didn't say a word, couldn't see joy or anger, and he didn't say a word since Lu Qing entered the door.
Lu Qing seemed to be in a trance, squeezed his hand and let go: "You are not at home during this time, and I am also afraid of being alone, so I have installed a few more monitors." If I need a clear video of last night, I've got it here. Just ......"
She took a deep breath in embarrassment: "It's justγThere are some parts that are not good for Yinong." Cheng Min has some harassing words and deeds towards Yinong, and it is no longer a matter of the past two days...... I've been thinking about it for a long time when the police are here today, and I still want to wait for you to come back. β
Zhang Peiming didn't speak for a while.
Zhang Rong will say coldly: "Is the performance enough?" β
He got up, walked to Lu Qing's side and opened the door, his expression was smiling: "You are reluctant to leave, love to stay in this house, you just stay." β
"And."
"If you have an opinion about me, or Cheng Min is not clean, you can say it earlier. I hate it when other people are hind-sighted and find me unlucky. β
Blocking a door, the corridor was silent, Zhang Rong would raise his eyes and see a thin silhouette hurriedly flashing at the end of the corridor.
There was no one else in the house, and he knew who it was when he thought about it.
For his aunt and nephew, he really doesn't like it. A Sven is weak on the surface, but extremely refined and self-interested on the inside; The other, he could barely remember his face, only felt like a weak and cowardly shadow, hiding behind the former, silently living in this family.
Actually, it doesn't matter.
He was the one who agreed to enter the door.
It's not that she's always going to have someone else.
There is beauty in the air, and a woman like rootless duckweed is better to deal with, and if you hate it one day, you will not waste your efforts to pull it out and drive it away.
It's just to support two more idlers, Zhang Peiming has earned so much money, and it's not that he can't afford to support him.
Lu Yinong stuck to the corner of the wall, waiting for Zhang Rong to walk by, and went downstairs before rubbing to the side of the study.
Because of the unpleasantness of the first meeting, she was very afraid of Zhang Ronghui, but when her uncle came back, she still had to take the initiative to say hello.
Lu Yinong pushed the door of the study open a crack, just in time to hear his uncle talking.
"Rong Hui is this temper, this matter must be wrong with him. Now the Internet is full of rumors and rumors, he carried the black pot, and the fox friend ran away again, so he was naturally in a bad mood. When this is over, I will ask him to apologize to you. Well? β
Lu Yinong saw his aunt and uncle sitting on the couch of the guest through the crack in the door, Lu Qing's eyes were red and swollen, and he was still holding a tissue in his hand, and his uncle was comforting him.
Lu Qing's voice was low, and he seemed very depressed: "I also know that he is in a bad mood, and he shouldn't say these things in the limelight." It's just that on weekdays, only me and Yinong are at home, and I don't have a chance to ...... some things without evidence."
She looked up at the door, stopped again, Zhang Peiming followed her gaze, Lu Yinong pushed the door in, and greeted politely.
"Uncle, you're back."
"How's the class going? Is the teacher okay? Zhang Peiming has always been kind and pleasant to her.
"The teacher is very good." She said.
Zhang Peiming smiled: "That's good, music, art, and history are all very useful knowledge, and my aunt is also careful to cultivate you, don't talk back on weekdays, listen to her more." All right? β
"Hmm." She nodded.
Zhang Peiming doesn't have a daughter, and he likes her very much when he sees her being well-behaved, thinking of Cheng Min's matter, his tone is a little softer: "I heard your aunt say that you participated in the campus radio station, and it's very good to have a hobby." Uncle Zhao came to the house for dinner in the evening, his daughter Zhaohui studied broadcasting and hosting in college, if you have anything to ask, you can also ask her more. β
"Okay."
Clothes and sideburns, floating light and gold, Lu Yinong has probably never seen a more decent family than the Zhao family. Mrs. Zhao was dressed like a noblewoman in a TVB TV series, a dark blue stand-up collar cheongsam embroidered with gold embroidery with white cropped fur, and two green jade bracelets hanging from her wrists.
Behind her, her daughter is much lighter and more fashionable, with a white short skirt and a coffee-colored double-sided cashmere coat, long wavy hair, tall and tall, with a standard appearance, very host-like.
Everyone sat down on the sofa, and Zhang Peiming introduced to Lu Qing: "Quan Hui is my old friend, Fu Xin is also very lively on weekdays, you can often go out to play." β
Mrs. Zhao took Lu Qing's hand very familiarly, looked her face up and down, and praised with a smile: "Mrs. Zhang is really beautiful, sure enough, young is good skin, standing there is like a painting." This is not comparable to the amount of medical beauty. β
"I have been telling Quan Hui recently that since Mrs. Li and her husband went to settle in Europe, they have been unable to get together with a lack of cards. Mrs. Zhang, don't you think we're old enough to come and play with us? β
Lu Qing smiled and said okay.
Mrs. Zhao looked Lu Qing's dress up and down, and smiled even more: "Mrs. Zhang likes C card? This white dress is very flattering to you. I know a very good sales company of Yintai, any brand of bags can be adjusted from all over the country, and I will make an appointment tomorrow, so let's meet together? β
Mrs. Zhao seems to be a good social hand, and she arranged Lu Qing clearly in three or two clicks.
The daughter of the Zhao family has been looking left and right, as if she is waiting for something, she is slightly impatient with this lengthy social etiquette, and asks crisply and generously: "Uncle, will Rong be at home today?" Why didn't you go downstairs to chat together? β
"It's not a coincidence today," Zhang Peiming put down the tea cup in his hand, "He just came back from Hong Kong with me, and was called to Yu's house for dinner." β
Zhaohui was visibly lost.
"It's the same with Yi Nong," Zhang Peiming smiled, "She is 4 years younger than you, she has just entered the school radio station, and she is about to take up her post." If Hui Hui has any experience, you can also teach her more. β
Lu Yinong was named, and smiled at Zhaohui awkwardly. Zhaohui naturally didn't refute the face of the elders, and when she heard the words, she sat next to Lu Yinong.
The vehicle passes through the guard pavilion and turns into the closed long street, with the blue brick as the bottom, the simple and solemn Chinese-style buildings slowly unfold in front of the picture scroll, the pavilions and pavilions are scattered around the Quchi, the full moon covers the thick clouds, and the eaves and corners loom in the night.
It's just such a winter night, such an environment, it's too quiet.
The middle-aged woman looked at the car, and the lights under the eaves illuminated the faces of the visitors, like jade, like a dream.
"Auntie." Zhang Rong would step on the wet bluestone after the snow and nod to her to say hello.
"Did anyone catch it?" Yu Jinmei tightened her coat and stared at her eyebrows, "The phone call went directly to my grandfather in the middle of the night last night, and he thought you had a car accident, and the old man's body couldn't stand it." β
He apologized in a low voice: "It was my carelessness in making friends." His parents have already been searched, but there is no news, and his friends do not know where he is. β
"Then let's talk about it. The name of the vehicle has already been out? β
"Yes."
"That's good. In the Internet era, information travels too fast, don't let the fire burn you. β
Yu Jinmei turned around and walked in front: "Hurry up and go into the house to eat." The dishes are going to be cold. β