"Anyway, I don't think brother will fail. Things have come to this point." Meng Hao retorted in a low voice. He saw Meng Rong's face was not kind, he smiled playfully, and said to please: "Brother, don't be angry. I just admire you so much that I think you can't fail. Look at the expressions of Meng Dongning and Zhao Qiang? How sad. Zhao Qiang can still stand up. It seems that the injury last time was not serious! However, I want to stay with him for a while. The injury will be more serious, internal injuries...hahahahahaha..."
Meng Rong was too lazy to pay attention to this arrogant younger brother. He looked at Zhao Qiang's pale face and the need for Meng Dongning to support his body when sitting, which made him think. But Meng Dongning's face was expressionless, and it was difficult to guess what this man was thinking. He followed him to death. After all these years, Meng Rong still couldn't understand what was going on in this man's heart. Surrounded by Meng Dongqing and several other Meng family disciples, Mr. Meng came out with a document bag, and everyone in the room stood up.
"Worship the ancestors first!" Mr. Meng ordered. Immediately, everyone followed him to the middle of the yard and stood in rows in front of the sacrifice table that had been prepared in the yard. The servants distributed the burning candles to everyone, and Mr. Meng stood The first position, and then arranged in order of eldest and youngest, the Meng family children stood in three long rows.
Mr. Meng held the incense in both hands and bowed three times to the sacrificial card. Then he inserted the incense into the incense burner. Then he lay down on the futon arranged above and bowed three times to the sacrificial table. The other Meng family disciples also followed Mr. Meng's actions. He followed the example from behind. After worshiping his ancestors and washing his hands in front of the basin next to him, Mr. Meng invited people back to the Meng family meeting hall where everyone was sitting just now. He walked to the front and sat down on the Taishi chair, holding the servant I took a sip of the tea that was brought to me.
"Today we have called everyone here to hold a family meeting of the Meng family. There is something important to announce." Mr. Meng put the teacup on the table, his eyes passing over the faces of the Meng family members present one after another. He lowered his head and took the He picked up the files in the portfolio in front of him, coughed, and said, "Zhao Qiang will be the new head of the Meng family."
"Bang!"
A ceramic cup with a very thick rim fell on the thick carpet embroidered with classical floral patterns, making a dull sound. The cup did not break, but rolled forward on the thick soft carpet, and did not stop until it reached the feet of Mr. Meng. Mr. Meng bent down, picked up the cup with only a few tea leaves left, and handed it over. He said, "You are so old, but you are still so unstable. Can't you even hold a cup?"
Meng Dongqing took the cup blankly, his brain was so confused that he couldn't even say an apology, and his brain had lost the ability to organize words. He really didn't expect that things would develop like this. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. This kind of heaven is falling. The gap in prison almost caused him to vomit blood on the spot. Is this too outrageous?
When Meng Dongqing received the news that the old man was going to hold a family meeting of the Meng family, he was in the same mood as Meng Rong. Excited, very excited. The bitter daughter-in-law finally became a mother-in-law, and the young man who was not valued by others finally felt proud and proud. Meng Dongqing hugged his wife of many years and kissed her wildly for several seconds, thanking him for giving him a son who lived up to expectations. As for the son who didn’t live up to expectations... he just bought an electric fan in the supermarket as a gift. Got a pack of sanitary napkins!
Meng Dongqing let go of his wife, who was aroused by his passionate kiss, and ran to the phone to make a call to Meng Rong. The father and son discussed on the phone for a long time, and even the award after Meng Rong became the head of the family. Meng Dongqing taught them here sentence by sentence. The two also deliberated on some key words, such as, is gratitude better than being moved? Which one can better express the mood at the moment, joy or happiness?
After hanging up the phone with his eldest son, Meng Dongqing was in a good mood and gave him sanitary napkins... uh... Meng Hao dialed a number and heard the noise on the other side of the phone. Meng Dongqing felt angry. But when he thought about his eldest son, then The anger was quickly diluted. He gave Meng Hao a few words and told him to come back to attend the family meeting to witness his brother's coronation. After receiving a positive reply from the sanitary napkin, Meng Dongqing put down the phone with satisfaction.
After walking around the room for more than ten times, Meng Dongqing really couldn't calm down his mood, so he rushed to the old man early and put on a good expression in front of him. He served tea and water, beat his legs and shoulders, and knelt down to please the old man. .When there is a comparison, there is a gap. Meng Dongqing wants to use his own goodness to set off the badness of Meng Dongning and his son. He wants to let the old man know that a son who is not your biological son is filial to you, and a son who is not your biological son is your hope.
This may strengthen the old man's confidence in Meng Rong. At least, it will not give him a chance to suddenly change his mind. Everything is so perfect. The old man treats himself lukewarmly and chats with him for a while. By the way, he also asks A few words from Meng Rong... He knew that all this was a done deal.
After following the old man here, in order to fear that others would say he was too public and to maintain a good image in front of the old man for one more day, he kept a low profile. Even when others greeted him, he just nodded lightly. When the old man was about to announce his inheritance , he was afraid that he would jump with joy when he heard his son's name.
It's not possible to lower your head. With so many people looking at you, it's hard to hide it. When the old man drank tea, a clear "sizzling" sound reminded him. He also picked up the teacup in front of him, and then covered his face with the teacup and pot lid. Pretending to be drinking tea, he waited until he had had enough fun and then put the cup down. The joys and sorrows of life came too quickly and were too exciting. Therefore, Meng Dongqing dropped the cup in his hand due to the excitement.
Not only Meng Dongqing was stimulated, most of the people present were stimulated by this answer and almost went crazy. Damn, what on earth is going on? Wasn't it a meeting that Meng Rong was going to become the new head of the family? Why did he suddenly appear? Zhao Qiang? Who is Zhao Qiang? Isn’t he that Zhao Qiang?
Didn't it mean that the old man was at odds with his children and grandchildren? Did they reach a reconciliation? Or did Meng Dongning take his son to apologize to the old man? Or, was this incident a trap from the beginning? A conspiracy? One that surprised everyone Conspiracy. So everything the old man and Meng Dongning and his son did was acting?
Why is this play so realistic? After forcing everyone, everything is so natural. It is logical and natural. In fact, no one has doubts about this matter at all. So what about Meng Rong? What kind of character does he play in it? Role? Is he a victim? Or a participant?
Most of the people in the room knew this, especially the relatives of the Meng family. When these people looked at Mr. Meng and Shi, their eyes were a little strange. There were two big words "vigilance" in their left eyes, and one in their right eyes. The word "be careful" is spelled out. This family is all perverts. When dealing with them, you must be wary of them.
Those who took the initiative to show kindness to Meng Rong just now all felt regretful and stared at Meng Rong with a fierce look on their faces. This guy had misled their judgment, otherwise, they would not have done such a stupid thing to offend the real Meng Rong. Head of the family, why does he want to live? Why did he come to this world? Without him, how could they make a mistake? Many people even wanted to rush up and punch Meng Rong in the face.
The person involved, Meng Rong, was sitting there with no expression on his face, without questioning, making no noise, or even moving. Meng Hao, who was sitting next to Meng Rong, saw Meng Rong's hand, which he placed in the middle of his thigh and held it tightly. The muscles and joints of the hands are bulging due to excessive exertion. They are dull and purple in color.
He was a little strangely quiet. Although he didn't do anything, many people present still cast their eyes on him. Meng Dongning lowered his head, and his tense body finally relaxed. Zhao Qiang turned around and saw Meng Rong at this time. After reacting, I actually sympathized with him. In fact, he is a talented man. This is a good thing, but it is also a bad thing. Talent can win him the respect of others, and it can also build his ambition.
Sympathy does not mean forgiveness. This is the case in a war of interests. There are winners and losers. Since you participate, you should consider suffering the consequences. Those who jump up and down on the stage arrogantly will be stepped on. The most disgusting thing is the guy who pretends to be crazy and begs for mercy.
"Brother, how are you?" Meng Hao gently held Meng Rong's hand and asked in a low voice.
"..." Meng Rong did not respond, still sitting silently, as quiet as a silent mountain.
"Brother, please say something! Are you okay? Brother." Meng Hao held Meng Rong's hand and said. Meng Hao couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment. He had always hated his elder brother so much that he hated him to death. Because He is so good that he becomes a waste, trash, and gangster in the eyes of everyone.
Because of him, his father had never looked at him in the eyes. The look of disgust in his eyes every time he saw him would drive people crazy. Although Meng Rong himself maintained a superficial kindness towards Meng Hao, his inner disdain could still be expressed through words and expressions from time to time. It showed in his eyes. Meng Hao hated him very much. But when he saw this scene, he was still a little sad. If Meng Rong failed, then his plan to replace him would also go bankrupt. Indirectly, he would also fail. He felt the same way. Meng Hao felt the same. I can understand Meng Rong's mood at this time.
"Whether it is in terms of ability, wisdom, moral character, or other aspects, I think Zhao Qiang is suitable to take over the position of the next head of the Meng family. Do you have any opinions?" Mr. Meng ignored the following comments, and he also knew that he was going to be the next head of the Meng family. This answer was so unexpected that I gave them some time to react and then asked.
After hearing what the old man said, Zhao Qiang touched his face. "No wonder I was elected. Is it because my character is so good? Damn it, I will never spy on an ugly woman taking a bath again."
"Brother, I don't agree. Zhao Qiang's surname is Zhao. How can he take over as the head of the Meng family... I think this is the case..." Mr. Meng also dropped his crutches and couldn't hum the ditty anymore. He opened his eyes and spoke out. retorted.