The captain always knew that Zhao Jingyi was smart, but he didn't expect her to be so smart.
Everything was decided, what else could he say, he could only nod, and tell Zhao Xiaoya the matter again tomorrow.
His role is to serve as a messenger, no different from Su Qingyun who takes the blame.
"Okay, I'll go tell Xiaoya about this tomorrow afternoon."
Zhao Jing smiled and said, "Okay, I'd like to ask you to make a trip."
The captain was helpless: "You."
Zhao Jing smiled, stood up and said, "I'm going back first."
The captain nodded: "Okay."
Send her to the door and watch her leave before turning back.
As soon as Zhao Jing was halfway there, she turned the corner and walked towards the hostess's house. She put her hand into the basket and took out the malted milk from the space, and then took it out.
Everyone is resting at home now, and no one is outside.
He walked to the door of the heroine's house and knocked on the door.
"Here we come." The heroine's mother Zhang Wanyu's voice sounded from inside the door.
Soon the door opened. When he saw Zhao Jing, he was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and said, "Auntie, why are you here? Come in quickly."
Zhao Jing smiled and walked in carrying the basket.
Zhang Wanyu was just about to call her mother-in-law out when she saw Zhao Jing shaking her head: "No need to call, this is for you, take it and give it to Lebao to drink."
When Zhang Wanyu saw that it was a bottle of malted milk, she quickly shook her head and refused: "I can't accept it, my aunt. You gave it to me last time. I can't ask for it again this time."
Zhao Jing stuffed something into her hand and said, "The child is small and has nothing to eat. Take it."
Zhang Wanyu wanted to return the malted milk stuffer to Zhao Jingyi, but Zhao Jingyi took a step back.
Zhang Wanyu almost burst into tears and hurriedly said: "I really can't accept it."
Zhao Jing frowned: "I gave it to Lebao, not you."
After saying that, he ran out.
Zhang Wanyu didn't expect Zhao Jing to do this at all, and she was stunned.
After she reacted, she wanted to chase her out, but she had something in her hand, and when she chased her out, others saw her, so it was time to say something.
I had to close the door and take the malted milk back to the room.
Zhang Wanyu was a little overwhelmed and showed the malted milk to her husband: "Her father and aunt sent this to our daughter."
Zhao Jianshu was coaxing his daughter to play when he saw the malted milk delivered by his wife.
Hearing her words, he looked shocked: "Auntie brought it from me? Then why didn't you return it to her?"
Zhang Wanyu quickly explained: "I returned it, but she didn't want it and ran away. I originally wanted to chase her out, but I was afraid that others would see it."
Zhao Jianshu felt very complicated and moved at the same time. He knew without guessing that Secretary Su bought it for his aunt.
He didn't know what to do, so he said, "Go and ask your mother."
Zhang Wanyu nodded and walked to her mother-in-law's room with the malted milk in her arms.
Zhao Leyan also felt quite complicated. She remembered this kindness.
I will definitely repay her well in the future.
Zhao Jing had no idea what the heroine thought of her. When she got home, Zhao Jing washed her face, hands, and feet, changed into a set of clothes, and lay down on the kang to rest.
When Mrs. Jiang saw the malted milk her eldest daughter-in-law brought in, and heard what she said, she felt moved and sad.
"Take it, your aunt sent it specially for Lebao to eat. I will pay you back slowly in the future."
The family is poor and has little rice. It is about to run out in the next few days. The eldest daughter-in-law has no milk and needs to be fed with water.
I was worried about what to do, and now the malted milk essence sent by Zhao Jingyi just solved this urgent need.
Now the second son is getting married, and everything in the family is tight.
Zhang Wanyu nodded with red eyes: "I understand, mother."
Old Mrs. Jiang waved her hand and said, "Go ahead and give it to Lebao and prepare some to feed her."
Zhang Wanyu nodded and carried the malted milk back to the room.
Five days later, Beijing City.
Family compound, Su family.
Several people came back from their travels and entered the family compound. Ji Mingxuan and Qilian said goodbye to them and went home.
The atmosphere in the Su family is not good at the moment.
As soon as the few people came back, they saw Mr. Su sitting on the sofa. They felt resentful towards him, so they said hello and went back to the room.
The old man watched them go upstairs, sighed, looked at his eldest son and said, "Go and see them."
Su Qingsheng nodded and followed upstairs.
The Su family all have their own homes, which are nearby, but everyone is accustomed to coming here when they come back.
Su Qingsheng went upstairs, not to his son's room, but to his fifth brother Su Qingyun's room.
I walked to the door and knocked, but no one answered.
Su Qingsheng knocked again patiently, but there was still no response, but the sound of water could be vaguely heard.
Su Qingsheng's eyes flashed with helplessness. He stood for a while, then turned and walked towards his son's room.
Su Qingyun in the room heard the footsteps walking away and turned off the water.
He walked out of the bathroom with an indifferent expression, walked to the bed, sat on the stool, opened the box, and took out the two sets of clothes inside.
The indifference on his face instantly turned into softness. He touched his clothes and put them away in the cabinet.
She looked at the watch on her wrist and saw that it was after one o'clock. She should still be sleeping at this time.
Su Qingyun didn't rush to call her, took a set of comfortable clothes from the box, walked into the bathroom, and closed the door.
The sound of rushing water sounded.
Su Jingyang's room.
Su Jingyang sat on the stool with an impatient look, and his father sat in front of him.
"I'm tired. I need to rest. If I have anything to do, wait until I wake up."
Su Qingsheng ignored him and asked, "How is she?"
Su Jingyang deliberately pretended to be stupid: "Who is it?"
Su Qingsheng's serious face turned serious and said, "Your little cousin."
Su Jingyang was angry and didn't worry about his father at all. He responded calmly: "Oh."
Then it was gone.
Su Qingsheng's face turned dark: "Oh what, I'm asking you something, your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"
Su Jingyang crossed his legs and said, "If you dare to hit me, I will complain to my little cousin. She loves me the most."
Su Qingsheng was about to pull his belt when he heard these words, his face became even darker, but he lowered his hand from the belt buckle.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You are so brave, you dare to threaten your father."
Su Jingyang looked at his father's actions and felt a little proud. He knew that his father would be cowarded if he moved his little cousin out.
"If you want to know, ask my uncle. I want to take a bath and go to bed. I'm exhausted."
Su Qingsheng choked, and without blushing, she made excuses for herself, saying: "Your uncle is taking a bath, you tell me."
Su Jingyang rolled his eyes and revealed it mercilessly: "My uncle doesn't want to see you, right?"
Su Qing was so angry that she wanted to pull her belt again. Why did this leaky vest happen on her own?
The old father downstairs did not hesitate to betray him: "The old man asked me to ask, you just say it, or I will whip you."
Su Jingyang snorted coldly and said, "Don't think that I don't know. You want to know too, but I won't tell you."
Su Qingsheng: "..."
He stood up angrily and took out the belt.
Seeing that the situation was disadvantageous, Su Jingyang jumped up in fright and ran towards the door.
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