Cheng Cunzheng felt that Zhao Ruolan's words were reasonable, but he couldn't save his face at the moment, so he added: "You must be unhappy because Yueyue said that the lunch boxes outside are better than the ones you make, right?"

Zhao Ruolan really felt that she was blind when she was young, how could she fall in love with such a guy with low emotional intelligence: "Yueyue said that the lunch box was more delicious than mine, because she didn't want me to worry and made me think that she was living a good life outside.

How...why are you so stupid and don't understand anything?"

As a university teacher, Cheng Cunzheng snorted dissatisfiedly, spread the newspaper, and changed his legs: "You know!"

Cheng Weiyue had already turned back when the two mentioned the lunch box. She eavesdropped on the conversation between the two elders in the corner, feeling warm in her heart.

Isn't the most wonderful little blessing at this time, the family sitting around and enjoying the light?

Zhao Ruolan cooked a lot of dishes at noon, and at a glance, they were all Cheng Weiyue's favorites.

"Your mother didn't have time to buy vegetables, so she went to your aunt's house next door and asked for a bunch of vegetables. With your mother's temperament, it's really rare to ask others for something." Cheng Cunzheng pointed to the braised fish pieces on the table and said, "This and this.

, this fish was taken from next door.”

Cheng Weiyue looked at Zhao Ruolan with emotion.

Zhao Ruolan felt disgusted when she saw Cheng Weiyue like this. She curled her lips and said, "Let's eat. Do you think I'll be full?"

Cheng Weiyue had long been accustomed to Zhao Ruolan's character and was not affected at all. She said softly: "Mom, I love you."

Zhao Ruolan's face turned red involuntarily, and she spat: "The idea of ​​falling in love is even more disgusting than before! After dinner, quickly come to me to find your Zhou Jingwei, and don't stay at home to hinder my eyes!"

Cheng Weiyue smiled "gegge", the smile in her eyes was bright and bright.

What's wrong? What she wanted and asked for wasn't much in the first place, but now that it's all by her side, she doesn't dare to be greedy and ask for more.

After dinner, Zhao Ruolan suddenly thought of something before Cheng Weiyue left. She patted her forehead and said, "Oh, my memory almost forgot it!"

Cheng Weiyue was stunned and asked: "What happened?"

"If you are free, give Jin Ran a call. He seems to have gone abroad. You are not at home and have gone on a business trip, so I didn't tell you." Zhao Ruolan warned: "After all, you have been friends for so many years, so you still have to go abroad."

Just contact me and say hello, you know?"

Cheng Weiyue said she knew and thought about calling Jiang Jinran when she returned to Xiangshan Palace.

But speaking of it, this guy kept silent when he went abroad, which is his usual style. When he left when he was a teenager, there was no news at all.

Cheng Weiyue accompanied Zhao Ruolan and Cheng Cunzheng to chat for a few more words before taking a taxi and leaving Tinglan Hutong.

She didn't tell Zhou Jingwei that she was going there now. She knew the key and password. She thought Zhou Jingwei was busy with things at hand and didn't want to bother him too much.

On the way, the driver looked at the snowplow truck on the road and sighed: "I don’t know what happened this year. The snow is so heavy, making it inconvenient for ordinary people like us to go up the mountain to get some fragrance."

"Singing incense?" Cheng Weiyue wondered: "Isn't offering incense a Chinese New Year thing?"

"This year is the auspicious year for the thousand-year construction of Ling'an Temple. Starting from the week before last, we have received free vegetarian meals, and they have been distributed today." The driver said this and looked at Cheng Weiyue in the rearview mirror.

With some curiosity, he asked: "Little girl, do you also believe in Buddhism?"

Cheng Weiyue said that some people in her family believed it, and she used to believe it a little too.

"Humans, you still have to have some faith. Only with faith can you have awe, don't you think so?"

The car stopped at the gate of Xiangshan Palace. The driver handed the bill to Cheng Weiyue and said: "The total is 58, girl, WeChat or Alipay?"

After getting off the car, the snow just started to lighten up.

Cheng Weiyue held an umbrella and walked towards the familiar road. For some reason, she felt a little frightened and touched in her heart.

It had only been three months, but she felt that she had lived here for a long, long time, so long that every sentence she spoke was about the future.

Cheng Weiyue saw Zhou Jingwei's car at the door.

She was surprised that he was home at this time.

She pushed the door open without thinking, but before she even lifted her front foot in, she heard Zhou Jingwei's rare indifferent voice: "You kneel here until you die, and I can't let you go."

"Jing Wei, after all, we are all a family, so why bother making things difficult for me?" It was a deep and weak voice of a middle-aged man, with indescribable humility: "Now the Zhou family is all yours.

Okay, why do you have to make it difficult for everyone because of some old things? At worst, why don’t we apologize to Lin Xuansu?"

"I think by now, my mother probably doesn't need your apology anymore." Zhou Jingwei's tone had no trace of ripples and was businesslike, cold and tough: "Now, please leave immediately."

There was dead silence inside.

Cheng Weiyue was about to walk in when she was suddenly tapped on the shoulder from behind.

She almost screamed when she heard the visitor's old tone: "Miss Cheng, long time no see."

It’s Zhou Jingwei’s father, Zhou Bingquan.

"Why did you come to see me this time?" Cheng Weiyue's heart tightened, and her eyes became defensive.

The previous meeting was not really harmonious, and Cheng Weiyue's reaction was also expected by Zhou Bingquan.

"Miss Cheng, don't worry, I don't have any ill intentions this time. If it's convenient, can we go and talk?" Zhou Bingquan paused and added: "I have some things related to Jing Wei that I want to talk to you about.

talk."

"Uncle Zhou, does Jing Wei know that you want to see me?" Cheng Weiyue asked softly.

Zhou Bingquan shook his head and confessed: "He doesn't know, Miss Cheng, my son loves you very much. Because he loves you, he is afraid that anyone will hurt you. Including me, his father. But as a parent, how can

If you hurt your children and the people you love, I will not hurt you either."

His words were sincere. When he said this, he coughed dully into his fists and said with a wry smile: "If I stand like this, Jing Wei will notice it immediately. Miss Cheng, can you come over with me?"

Cheng Weiyue frowned. She could see that Zhou Bingquan did not come to cause trouble for her this time. On the contrary, he wanted to ask for something.

Accompanied by the hoarse cry of the middle-aged man inside, Cheng Weiyue lowered her eyes and said: "You lead the way."

The situation inside was also inappropriate for her to go in.

Zhou Bingquan looked at her gratefully and said 'Thank you very much'.

The only person he can rely on now is Cheng Weiyue.
Chapter completed!