Chapter 36
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“……”
The whole living room was silent for a moment.
In the kitchen, Mrs. Zhong leaned out and scolded Mr. Zhong before he spoke: "don't talk at night."
He also said to Zhong Manhua, "wanwan is just talking nonsense. You don't have to worry about whether you are fired or not."
Zhong Manhua reluctantly smile: "three sister-in-law said where words, late so clever."
But my heart is beating all the time.
At that time, because Mrs. Mu was there, she didn't ask carefully. She only knew that Ying Zijin had beaten someone.
She didn't get any more calls, so she forgot.
If Ying Zijin is really fired, where does her face go?
Mr. Zhong didn't say anything. He put on his reading glasses, picked up his mobile phone and said slowly, "I'll call Qingzhi."
"Dad, don't worry about it." Zhong man Hua doesn't want to lose face, pressing voice, "or I come."
"When I don't know your strong temper?" Master Zhong waved his hand, "you come, I'm afraid you'll scold the child first."
Zhong Manhua is shy and angry: "Dad, what do you say?"
Mr. Zhong ignored her and called the head teacher of the elite class from the address book.
We'll be through soon.
"Hello, teacher. I'm Zijin's grandfather. I want to ask Zijin today..."
Listening to the conversation between Mr. Zhong and Mr. Xu, Zhong Zhiwan squeezed the cup tightly.
The thing that Ying Zijin does this morning, nobody goes to tube, be expelled is ironclad.
Even if Mr. Zhong goes now, it's too late.
She really can't understand why her grandfather is so kind to an adopted daughter. No matter how successful the illegitimate children of the Zhong family are, they can't make master Zhong's heart soften.
How can an adopted daughter who knows nothing?
"What?" As Mr. Zhong was saying this, his face suddenly changed, "OK, OK, I understand. Thank you, teacher."
Zhong Manhua is restless and anxious.
After waiting for Mr. Zhong to hang up, she said, "Dad, I didn't teach her well. Don't worry, I'll go back..."
Mr. Zhong interrupted her directly: "what did you do in the morning?"
Zhong Manhua was stunned: "I'm having morning tea with Mrs. Mu at the old house to discuss things. Dad, do you ask this is..."
"Time for tea, no time for school?" Master Zhong was furious immediately. "Do you know how much injustice Zijin suffered at school? Do you think it's her fault if you don't ask what happened? Don't go if you feel ashamed? "
"If it wasn't for the boy of Fu's family, Zijin would have been expelled. Are you a mother? Ah? "
"Your father and I have a vase, which is more useful than you!"
Zhong Manhua was scolded and blushed.
Zhong Zhiwan was slightly surprised.
Did Ying Zijin not get fired?
Or did Fu Yunshen help her?
Zhong Zhiwan sipped his lips in a bad mood.
"Your daughter, don't you believe that you are such a mother?" Zhong old son is angry not light, "a short while Son Jin came, give her apology."
Zhong Manhua raised his head abruptly: "Dad!"
Without looking at her, Mr. Zhong turned his back and pressed a number.
**
Ying Zijin had just finished a new round of physical therapy for Wen Fengmian when she received the phone call.
She looked at the note and answered it in a relaxed tone: "well, I'm fine in the evening. OK, I'll see you later."
"What's the matter?" Wen Fengmian worried, "is it the Ying family?"
"No Ying Zijin pressed his shoulder, "I'll come back tomorrow, Dad, you remember to take medicine on time."
"Yaoyao, don't be too tired." Take care of your young father, don't take care of yourself
Parents are always thinking about their children.
"You can rest assured of that." Ying Zijin peels off a piece of chocolate, "I won't hurt myself in eating."
She's short of money.
No money to earn, food can not be missed.
"Be careful." Wen Fengmian sent her out, exhorting, "protect yourself, don't conflict with classmates in school, learning things, can let more help, also don't give yourself too much pressure."
Ying Zijin gave a sound, waved lazily and left with his schoolbag on his back.
Forty minutes later, she came to Zhong's old house.
The location of the old houses of the big four happens to occupy the four directions of Shanghai City, and it's usually far away.
"Ho Zijin, come here. " Finally saw the person, Zhong Laozi was very happy, waved to the girl, "let grandfather see, recently there is no thin."
Ying Zijin's footstep stopped, just walked past: "grandfather."
"A little thinner." Mr. Zhong felt his chin and was barely satisfied. "But it's beautiful. It's very good. When I go back, my grandfather will buy you some clothes. It's not good to wear black."Ying Zijin answers one by one.
"Sit down." Mr. Zhong patted the position beside him. "Today I stewed black chicken soup. I'll make it up."
With master Zhong's permission, the servants served the meal, and the others took their seats.
Zhong Zhiwan pinches chopsticks, has no appetite at all, in the heart blocks flustered.
Master Zhong glanced at Zhong Manhua, not angry.
Zhong Manhua forbeared, had to harden the scalp to say an apology.
However, the girl did not even give her a look, as if did not hear the same, eating Jinsha corn, eating very seriously.
Zhong Manhua's face was livid.
In front of so many people, don't give her a step down?
"Like this?" Mr. Zhong noticed, "let them make another one."
Ying Zijin shook his head slightly: "no, grandfather, I can't eat so much."
Mr. Zhong was afraid of her politeness. He just said, "if you like, just say it directly. The kitchen is waiting."
Zhong Zhiwan couldn't watch it any more. She got up with a cold expression: "grandfather, I'm full. I'll go back to my room first."
Master Zhong nodded and said nothing.
Zhong Zhiwan went upstairs with breath.
How could Mrs. Zhong not understand her daughter? She said with a smile: "old man, recently the elite class has been studying hard. This is going back to study hard. Don't think she doesn't talk to you much."
This sentence reminds master Zhong: "Zijin, there's not much pressure on learning. Do you want to make it up for you later?"
Mrs. Zhong almost couldn't keep smiling.
Zhong Zhiwan is the first in grade. How can he spare time to make up lessons for an adopted daughter?
"Thank you for your kindness." Ying Zijin leaned on the chair, looking lazy, "but I'm going to change a class."
"Another one?" Master Zhong was stunned, "how?"
Ying Zijin drank a mouthful of soup: "don't want to stay, quite vexed."
Zhong Manhua has been enduring, and finally can't help it.
She put the chopsticks on the table with a slap, angry: "the elite class is the best class of Qingzhi, do you know how much effort it took to get into the Ying family with your score?"
"If you don't wait, don't wait. Do you think you represent yourself?"
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“……”
The whole living room was silent for a moment.
In the kitchen, Mrs. Zhong leaned out and scolded Mr. Zhong before he spoke: "don't talk at night."
He also said to Zhong Manhua, "wanwan is just talking nonsense. You don't have to worry about whether you are fired or not."
Zhong Manhua reluctantly smile: "three sister-in-law said where words, late so clever."
But my heart is beating all the time.
At that time, because Mrs. Mu was there, she didn't ask carefully. She only knew that Ying Zijin had beaten someone.
She didn't get any more calls, so she forgot.
If Ying Zijin is really fired, where does her face go?
Mr. Zhong didn't say anything. He put on his reading glasses, picked up his mobile phone and said slowly, "I'll call Qingzhi."
"Dad, don't worry about it." Zhong man Hua doesn't want to lose face, pressing voice, "or I come."
"When I don't know your strong temper?" Master Zhong waved his hand, "you come, I'm afraid you'll scold the child first."
Zhong Manhua is shy and angry: "Dad, what do you say?"
Mr. Zhong ignored her and called the head teacher of the elite class from the address book.
We'll be through soon.
"Hello, teacher. I'm Zijin's grandfather. I want to ask Zijin today..."
Listening to the conversation between Mr. Zhong and Mr. Xu, Zhong Zhiwan squeezed the cup tightly.
The thing that Ying Zijin does this morning, nobody goes to tube, be expelled is ironclad.
Even if Mr. Zhong goes now, it's too late.
She really can't understand why her grandfather is so kind to an adopted daughter. No matter how successful the illegitimate children of the Zhong family are, they can't make master Zhong's heart soften.
How can an adopted daughter who knows nothing?
"What?" As Mr. Zhong was saying this, his face suddenly changed, "OK, OK, I understand. Thank you, teacher."
Zhong Manhua is restless and anxious.
After waiting for Mr. Zhong to hang up, she said, "Dad, I didn't teach her well. Don't worry, I'll go back..."
Mr. Zhong interrupted her directly: "what did you do in the morning?"
Zhong Manhua was stunned: "I'm having morning tea with Mrs. Mu at the old house to discuss things. Dad, do you ask this is..."
"Time for tea, no time for school?" Master Zhong was furious immediately. "Do you know how much injustice Zijin suffered at school? Do you think it's her fault if you don't ask what happened? Don't go if you feel ashamed? "
"If it wasn't for the boy of Fu's family, Zijin would have been expelled. Are you a mother? Ah? "
"Your father and I have a vase, which is more useful than you!"
Zhong Manhua was scolded and blushed.
Zhong Zhiwan was slightly surprised.
Did Ying Zijin not get fired?
Or did Fu Yunshen help her?
Zhong Zhiwan sipped his lips in a bad mood.
"Your daughter, don't you believe that you are such a mother?" Zhong old son is angry not light, "a short while Son Jin came, give her apology."
Zhong Manhua raised his head abruptly: "Dad!"
Without looking at her, Mr. Zhong turned his back and pressed a number.
**
Ying Zijin had just finished a new round of physical therapy for Wen Fengmian when she received the phone call.
She looked at the note and answered it in a relaxed tone: "well, I'm fine in the evening. OK, I'll see you later."
"What's the matter?" Wen Fengmian worried, "is it the Ying family?"
"No Ying Zijin pressed his shoulder, "I'll come back tomorrow, Dad, you remember to take medicine on time."
"Yaoyao, don't be too tired." Take care of your young father, don't take care of yourself
Parents are always thinking about their children.
"You can rest assured of that." Ying Zijin peels off a piece of chocolate, "I won't hurt myself in eating."
She's short of money.
No money to earn, food can not be missed.
"Be careful." Wen Fengmian sent her out, exhorting, "protect yourself, don't conflict with classmates in school, learning things, can let more help, also don't give yourself too much pressure."
Ying Zijin gave a sound, waved lazily and left with his schoolbag on his back.
Forty minutes later, she came to Zhong's old house.
The location of the old houses of the big four happens to occupy the four directions of Shanghai City, and it's usually far away.
"Ho Zijin, come here. " Finally saw the person, Zhong Laozi was very happy, waved to the girl, "let grandfather see, recently there is no thin."
Ying Zijin's footstep stopped, just walked past: "grandfather."
"A little thinner." Mr. Zhong felt his chin and was barely satisfied. "But it's beautiful. It's very good. When I go back, my grandfather will buy you some clothes. It's not good to wear black."Ying Zijin answers one by one.
"Sit down." Mr. Zhong patted the position beside him. "Today I stewed black chicken soup. I'll make it up."
With master Zhong's permission, the servants served the meal, and the others took their seats.
Zhong Zhiwan pinches chopsticks, has no appetite at all, in the heart blocks flustered.
Master Zhong glanced at Zhong Manhua, not angry.
Zhong Manhua forbeared, had to harden the scalp to say an apology.
However, the girl did not even give her a look, as if did not hear the same, eating Jinsha corn, eating very seriously.
Zhong Manhua's face was livid.
In front of so many people, don't give her a step down?
"Like this?" Mr. Zhong noticed, "let them make another one."
Ying Zijin shook his head slightly: "no, grandfather, I can't eat so much."
Mr. Zhong was afraid of her politeness. He just said, "if you like, just say it directly. The kitchen is waiting."
Zhong Zhiwan couldn't watch it any more. She got up with a cold expression: "grandfather, I'm full. I'll go back to my room first."
Master Zhong nodded and said nothing.
Zhong Zhiwan went upstairs with breath.
How could Mrs. Zhong not understand her daughter? She said with a smile: "old man, recently the elite class has been studying hard. This is going back to study hard. Don't think she doesn't talk to you much."
This sentence reminds master Zhong: "Zijin, there's not much pressure on learning. Do you want to make it up for you later?"
Mrs. Zhong almost couldn't keep smiling.
Zhong Zhiwan is the first in grade. How can he spare time to make up lessons for an adopted daughter?
"Thank you for your kindness." Ying Zijin leaned on the chair, looking lazy, "but I'm going to change a class."
"Another one?" Master Zhong was stunned, "how?"
Ying Zijin drank a mouthful of soup: "don't want to stay, quite vexed."
Zhong Manhua has been enduring, and finally can't help it.
She put the chopsticks on the table with a slap, angry: "the elite class is the best class of Qingzhi, do you know how much effort it took to get into the Ying family with your score?"
"If you don't wait, don't wait. Do you think you represent yourself?"
The whole living room was silent for a moment. In the kitchen, Mrs. Zhong leaned out and scolded Mr. Zhong before he spoke: "don't talk at night." He also said to Zhong Manhua, "wanwan is just talking nonsense. You don't have to worry about whether you are fired or not." Zhong Manhua reluctantly smile: "three sister-in-law said where words, late so clever." But my heart is beating all the time. At that time, because Mrs. Mu was there, she didn't ask carefully. She only knew that Ying Zijin had beaten someone. She didn't get any more calls, so she forgot. If Ying Zijin is really fired, where does her face go? Mr. Zhong didn't say anything. He put on his reading glasses, picked up his mobile phone and said slowly, "I'll call Qingzhi." "Dad, don't worry about it." Zhong man Hua doesn't want to lose face, pressing voice, "or I come." "When I don't know your strong temper?" Master Zhong waved his hand, "you come, I'm afraid you'll scold the child first." Zhong Manhua is shy and angry: "Dad, what do you say?" Mr. Zhong ignored her and called the head teacher of the elite class from the address book. We'll be through soon. "Hello, teacher. I'm Zijin's grandfather. I want to ask Zijin today..." Listening to the conversation between Mr. Zhong and Mr. Xu, Zhong Zhiwan squeezed the cup tightly. The thing that Ying Zijin does this morning, nobody goes to tube, be expelled is ironclad. Even if Mr. Zhong goes now, it's too late. She really can't understand why her grandfather is so kind to an adopted daughter. No matter how successful the illegitimate children of the Zhong family are, they can't make master Zhong's heart soften. How can an adopted daughter who knows nothing? "What?" As Mr. Zhong was saying this, his face suddenly changed, "OK, OK, I understand. Thank you, teacher." Zhong Manhua is restless and anxious. After waiting for Mr. Zhong to hang up, she said, "Dad, I didn't teach her well. Don't worry, I'll go back..." Mr. Zhong interrupted her directly: "what did you do in the morning?" Zhong Manhua was stunned: "I'm having morning tea with Mrs. Mu at the old house to discuss things. Dad, do you ask this is..." "Time for tea, no time for school?" Master Zhong was furious immediately. "Do you know how much injustice Zijin suffered at school? Do you think it's her fault if you don't ask what happened? Don't go if you feel ashamed? " "If it wasn't for the boy of Fu's family, Zijin would have been expelled. Are you a mother? Ah? " "Your father and I have a vase, which is more useful than you!" Zhong Manhua was scolded and blushed. Zhong Zhiwan was slightly surprised. Did Ying Zijin not get fired? Or did Fu Yunshen help her? Zhong Zhiwan sipped his lips in a bad mood. "Your daughter, don't you believe that you are such a mother?" Zhong old son is angry not light, "a short while Son Jin came, give her apology." Zhong Manhua raised his head abruptly: "Dad!" Without looking at her, Mr. Zhong turned his back and pressed a number. **Ying Zijin had just finished a new round of physical therapy for Wen Fengmian when she received the phone call. She looked at the note and answered it in a relaxed tone: "well, I'm fine in the evening. OK, I'll see you later." "What's the matter?" Wen Fengmian worried, "is it the Ying family?" "No Ying Zijin pressed his shoulder, "I'll come back tomorrow, Dad, you remember to take medicine on time." "Yaoyao, don't be too tired." Take care of your young father, don't take care of yourself Parents are always thinking about their children. "You can rest assured of that." Ying Zijin peels off a piece of chocolate, "I won't hurt myself in eating." She's short of money. No money to earn, food can not be missed. "Be careful." Wen Fengmian sent her out, exhorting, "protect yourself, don't conflict with classmates in school, learning things, can let more help, also don't give yourself too much pressure." Ying Zijin gave a sound, waved lazily and left with his schoolbag on his back. Forty minutes later, she came to Zhong's old house. The location of the old houses of the big four happens to occupy the four directions of Shanghai City, and it's usually far away. "Ho Zijin, come here. " Finally saw the person, Zhong Laozi was very happy, waved to the girl, "let grandfather see, recently there is no thin." Ying Zijin's footstep stopped, just walked past: "grandfather." "A little thinner." Mr. Zhong felt his chin and was barely satisfied. "But it's beautiful. It's very good. When I go back, my grandfather will buy you some clothes. It's not good to wear black."Ying Zijin answers one by one. "Sit down." Mr. Zhong patted the position beside him. "Today I stewed black chicken soup. I'll make it up." With master Zhong's permission, the servants served the meal, and the others took their seats. Zhong Zhiwan pinches chopsticks, has no appetite at all, in the heart blocks flustered. Master Zhong glanced at Zhong Manhua, not angry. Zhong Manhua forbeared, had to harden the scalp to say an apology. However, the girl did not even give her a look, as if did not hear the same, eating Jinsha corn, eating very seriously. Zhong Manhua's face was livid. In front of so many people, don't give her a step down? "Like this?" Mr. Zhong noticed, "let them make another one." Ying Zijin shook his head slightly: "no, grandfather, I can't eat so much." Mr. Zhong was afraid of her politeness. He just said, "if you like, just say it directly. The kitchen is waiting." Zhong Zhiwan couldn't watch it any more. She got up with a cold expression: "grandfather, I'm full. I'll go back to my room first." Master Zhong nodded and said nothing. Zhong Zhiwan went upstairs with breath. How could Mrs. Zhong not understand her daughter? She said with a smile: "old man, recently the elite class has been studying hard. This is going back to study hard. Don't think she doesn't talk to you much." This sentence reminds master Zhong: "Zijin, there's not much pressure on learning. Do you want to make it up for you later?" Mrs. Zhong almost couldn't keep smiling. Zhong Zhiwan is the first in grade. How can he spare time to make up lessons for an adopted daughter? "Thank you for your kindness." Ying Zijin leaned on the chair, looking lazy, "but I'm going to change a class." "Another one?" Master Zhong was stunned, "how?" Ying Zijin drank a mouthful of soup: "don't want to stay, quite vexed." Zhong Manhua has been enduring, and finally can't help it. She put the chopsticks on the table with a slap, angry: "the elite class is the best class of Qingzhi, do you know how much effort it took to get into the Ying family with your score?" "If you don't wait, don't wait. Do you think you represent yourself?"
