The arrival of the current leader made Mr. Wei very happy. Although he is half a generation younger than himself, people are not judged by their seniority here.
Because the level is too high, the nanny in the family is not suitable to come forward, so the work of serving tea can only be done by the Wei family themselves.
Zhao Rong held the tea tray and put the tea cups for the two of them, then bowed slightly and left the living room.
The leader nodded gently in response, then smiled at Mr. Wei and asked, "Remarried?"
Mr. Wei nodded happily, without any embarrassment at all.
"I've wronged her."
"No grievance," Mr. Wei shook his head and said generously, "Now that you are thinking carefully, you must be prepared to bear it."
The leader shook his head and said in disapproval: "I actually agree with your daughter-in-law's little thoughts. The problem for her is that her companions only seek short-term profits and not the future."
"But her mistake was that she found the wrong friend," Mr. Wei shook his head, feeling very sorry for his daughter-in-law. "In the end, she couldn't get out of it."
After saying that, Mr. Wei looked at the leader with a smile and sighed: "In your case, when none of us could see Zhao Song's chance of winning, you saw the defeat of his opponents!"
He exclaimed with emotion: "We have dealt with a group of dishonest people without doing anything! The so-called military conspiracies are nothing more than that! And all the consequences and disasters have been suffered by that kid..."
clever!"
I don't know whether it was a compliment or a sarcastic comment, but the leader's expression did not change.
The person just smiled and explained gently: "That little girl Wen Jing has been very dissatisfied with her parents' family since she was a child because of her mother's affairs."
Mr. Wei suddenly realized: "How can a boy with such a domineering culture be so honest about this matter? It turns out that you didn't let him interfere."
The leader nodded and sighed: "We are all trying to cross the river by feeling for stones. If we can really explain clearly what is good and what is bad, things will become simpler. So we must see more and think more. Sometimes, it is better to compare without moving.
It’s harder to move and it solves the problem better.”
Mr. Wei nodded slowly: "So I have to thank that guy for at least letting us see a more realistic side of Western business society."
"I feel a little wronged to him."
"What are you being wronged for?" Mr. Wei shook his head and smiled, "If you want to be wronged, it is also my daughter-in-law's wrong."
"That's true..." The leader smiled and sighed: "It's a pity that she is a woman."
If she is not a woman, she will be a strong man who is more suitable for politics than her husband.
That night, Xing Sheng's people were transferred out, but her people were still there. It was she who suppressed the news that Nancy left alone; everyone ignored Wen Jing's uncertainty, but she didn't. But before the meeting, she
When I grabbed Wen Jing, I didn't know why I didn't say anything.
No one knows why, maybe it was to show mercy to her students; maybe it was because she realized that things would cause a bigger counterattack if things got out of hand, so she stopped in order to avoid involving the Wei family.
But these are no longer important.
The important thing is that Zhao Song won and she lost, and she lost everything!
No. She still has a family, a husband, and children...
The living room suddenly fell into silence.
A consensus has been reached on the matter - the Wei family will bear all losses, the superiors will no longer pursue the case, and Wei Xu's future will not be affected.
But after what happened, who can tell whether Wei Xu was affected or not...
The atmosphere suddenly became desolate.
The leader opened his mouth and was about to say a few words of comfort before leaving, when a soft guitar sound suddenly came from outside the window.
"..."
Listen to this sound.
The leader smiled, admired and praised.
Mr. Wei also smiled, proud and pleased.
"Don't tell me, my daughter-in-law has never taken a wrong look at anyone."
…………
The mansion is separated from the community by an iron fence.
The little bully sat dully inside, looking boredly at the fish and birds in the lake not far away, motionless. He even lost his usual energy to be naughty and mischievous.
Thanks to my grandpa, his name has fifty or sixty strokes (the author has forgotten it), so he rarely makes friends. This is not a good thing. I don’t know what happened to my mother. I don’t even care about the friends I usually make.
Ignore him.
"Pfft~"
He spits out cherry pits.
"Puff~"
He spits out cherry pits like Sister Xiaoyu.
"Puff puff puff~"
He was bored and spitting out cherry pits while thinking about Sister Xiaoyu, because he knew that no matter what others did, the female devil who always teased him would not alienate herself because of outsiders.
"puff……"
"Ouch~~"
The cherry pit hit something, causing a burst of yelling. Although the little bully couldn't understand it, he stood up excitedly.
"Bengben~ Why are you here?
Is Sister Xiaoyu back? "
"Awww~" the dog continued to scold.
"Isn't she here? Can you play with me? I'll take you to steal fish for Garfield to eat."
"Ouch~~"
After Benben scolded him, he walked around the gate and leaned obediently next to the child. The listless little bully immediately became happy and held on to the big dog tightly, never letting go.
"Koi are very particular. For the sake of your little butt, you'd better sneak some flowers and plants for me."
At this time, Zhao Song came over with a smile and a guitar on his back.
"Brother Zhao Song," the little overlord saw him and greeted him in a muffled voice. Then his tears couldn't stop flowing down and he said aggrievedly, "How long has it been since you came here? And where did you hide Sister Xiaoyu?"
"Everyone has their own responsibilities." Zhao Song did not enter the yard, but sat across the fence from the little bully, "If you, Sister Xiaoyu, want to arrange your own future, you have to devote yourself to me for two years. If you want to see her,
Just wait."
"What is responsibility?"
"What do you do every day?"
The little bully avoids the important and takes the easy: "Eat, go to school, get out of school, play games, play games, play games, and then sleep."
"Why don't you talk about homework?"
"Because homework is not fun."
"The thing that's not fun is responsibility." Zhao Song explained patiently, "Whether you like it or not, everyone has something they have to do."
"Oh~" The little bully lowered his head and said dullly, "But no one will accompany me to do my homework, and no one will accompany me to finish my homework."
"I'll accompany you." Zhao Song took out his guitar and said with a smile, "How about I teach you how to play the guitar."
"What's so good about playing guitar?"
"You can hook up with kids, especially little girlfriends."
The little bully pouted: "Women are the most troublesome creatures."
"You will like it from now on."
Zhao Song chuckled and plucked the strings, and the soft music echoed throughout the courtyard.
The little bully hugged Benben and calmed down. At this time, a delicate hand suddenly placed on his shoulder, and then sat beside him alone. The little bully looked sideways, and quickly hugged Benben and leaned against his mother's arms.
Listen quietly with her...
"...
Growth is a door of leaves
There was a group of dear people in my childhood
Spring is a journey
The possession of vicissitudes of life
those i love
Those passing winds
Those eternal vows over and over again
those who love me
…
We've all had one
innocent and sad face
Holding the sun in our hands, we look into the distance
gently day by day
year after year
Growing up
Will we ever sing "Wish" again?
The song floated across the courtyard and through the windows, making the two old men look at each other and smile.
The song floated across the courtyard and echoed along the lakeside, making the onlookers look at each other in amazement.
"The author was only a sixteen-year-old girl when she wrote this song."(?)
Stroking the little bully's hair, Zhao Song whispered: "There are still three years. I hope you can understand what responsibility is by then."
This is not an older brother playing with his younger brother, but a young upstart who comes to the Wei family, which is considered to be on the verge of decline, in search of inheritance!
Find your own teacher; find your own guardian.
The upstart looked at his teacher, Sister Da Da, who once dominated the capital, and said eloquently:
"When I was a kid, I really hated Auntie Wang next door, because everything she said and everything she did had one purpose, which was to take advantage.
When I grew up, you taught me to be the person I hate the most!"
"I don't even know whether to thank you or hate you!"
Thank you for her teaching, thank you for her mercy; hate her teaching, hate her betrayal...
"Let's go to Shenzhou."
"Help me sell my PHS."
"Pack up the entire industry and sell it to Wu DaNiao for 30 billion!"
"The extra money sold is the capital for you and Zhaojiacun to make a comeback!"
Zhao Rong hugged the little overlord tightly, tried hard to hide the overflowing tears, and responded in a muffled voice:
"good!"
Zhao Song nodded, stood up and put his guitar on his back. He didn't enter the room to say hello. He didn't care who was inside. He just glanced at the graceful figure with nostalgia and turned around to leave.
The ecstatic posture is a good explanation of what pretending to be is.
…………
The sun sets and the warm street lights turn on.
The soft singing seemed to be floating in the evening breeze, making people feel calm involuntarily.
The shade of the trees turned into tree shadows, and the fish rushing for food seemed to be tired. They vomited the last few bubbles and disappeared into the water.
Under the shadow of the tree, Bai Li got up after feeding and listening to songs, clapped her young hands, and did not greet the guitar figure or greet her neighbors, but walked leisurely to her grandfather's house.
Walking and singing:
"The lake is your eyes
Dream of a sky full of stars
Mood is a legend
Waiting forever
…………
gently day by day
year after year
Growing up
Will we ever sing "Wish" again?
It had to be said that Zhao Song, who was occasionally a young man, really made her heart beat a little extra just now.
…………
The motorcade without a pass parked on the roadside at the entrance of the compound under the watchful eyes of the guards. (In places like this, you are not allowed to park at will)
Zhao Song got into the Audi, put down the guitar, and after a while he asked:
"Are you sure?"
Liu Ying, who was in the passenger seat, responded:
"Look clearly, it's Bai Li."
Zhao Song breathed a sigh of relief:
"It's not in vain that I changed the song temporarily."
"..."
Liu Ying in the front row rolled her eyes and complained in her heart:
'So you sing a school ballad not to coax children, but to woo girls?'