MTL - Rebirth Turn of the Century-Chapter 685 fence
Chapter 685 The Wall
“Haha~”
Wei House.
The arrival of the current leader made Mr. Wei very happy. Although he was half a generation shorter than himself, he was not judged by his seniority here.
Because the level is too high, the nanny at home is not suitable to come forward, so the work of pouring tea and water can only be done by the Wei family in person.
Zhao Rong held the tea tray and put the tea cups away for the two of them before bowing slightly and leaving the living room.
The leader nodded gently in response, then smiled at Mr. Wei and asked, "Remarriage?"
Mr. Wei nodded in relief, without saying anything embarrassing.
"Wronged her."
"No grievances," Mr. Wei shook his head and said generously, "Since you have been careful, you must be prepared to bear it."
The leader shook his head and said disapprovingly, "I actually agree with your daughter-in-law's thoughts. The difficulty for her is that her companions only seek short-term profits, not the future."
"But she was wrong because she found the wrong friend," Mr. Wei shook his head, feeling sorry for his daughter-in-law. "In the end, I couldn't get out."
After , Mr. Wei smiled at the leader and sighed: "In your case, when all of us can't see Zhao Song's chances of winning, you have seen the defeat of his opponents!"
He sighed in admiration: "I didn't do anything, I just dealt with a group of dishonest people! The so-called military conspiracy is nothing more than this! And all the consequences and disasters have caused the kid to suffer...
Brilliant! "
I don't know if it was praise or sarcasm, but the leader didn't change color.
People just smiled and explained gently: "The 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 said: "I said how can a boy with such a domineering culture be so honest. It turns out that you didn't let him intervene."
The leader nodded and sighed: "We are all crossing the river by feeling the stones. If we can really tell what is good and what is bad, things will be simpler. So we must see and think more. It’s harder to move, and it’s more problem-solving.”
Mr. Wei nodded slowly: "So thank that kid, at least let us see a more real side of Western business society."
"I feel sorry for him."
"What's wronged?" Mr. Wei shook his head and smiled, "If I want to be wronged, it's also my daughter-in-law's wrongdoing."
"Also..." The leader smiled and sighed: "It's a pity she's a woman."
If it wasn't a woman, she would be a stronger man better suited to politics than her husband.
That night, the prosperous people were transferred away, but her people were still there, and it was she who suppressed the news of Nancy leaving alone; everyone ignored the quiet uncertainty, but she didn't. But when she held Wen Jing before the meeting, she didn't know why she didn't say anything.
No one knows why, maybe it's to show mercy to her students; maybe it's because it will cause a bigger counterattack after finding out that things are out of control, so they stop to avoid implicated in the Wei family.
But these are not important anymore.
The important thing is that Zhao Song won, she lost, and she lost nothing!
is wrong. She still has a home, a husband, and children...
The living room suddenly fell into silence.
A consensus has been reached on the matter - the Wei family bears all losses, and the superiors will no longer pursue them, and Wei Xu's future will not be affected.
But after this incident, who can tell whether Wei Xu was affected or not...
The atmosphere suddenly became bleak.
The leader opened his mouth, and was about to say goodbye and leave, when a soft guitar sound came from outside the window.
“…”
Listen to this voice.
The leader smiled, admired, praised.
Mr. Wei also smiled, proud and relieved.
"Don't tell me, my daughter-in-law has never missed anyone."
…………
This mansion is separated from the community by an iron fence.
Xiao Bawang sat sullenly on the inner side, bored looking at the fish and birds in the lake not far away, not moving. Not even the usual naughty energy.
Thanks to my grandfather, his name has fifty or sixty strokes (the author forgot), so he rarely makes friends. Take care of him.
“Poof~”
He spit out cherry pits.
"Puff~"
He spit out cherry pits like Sister Xiaoyu.
"Puff puff~"
He was bored while spitting out cherry pits and thinking about Sister Xiaoyu, because he knew that no matter what others did, the devil who always made fun of him would not alienate him because of outsiders.
"Pfft..."
"Ow~"
The cherry pit hit something, which caused a burst of scolding. Although the little bully couldn't understand it, he stood up excitedly.
"Stupid ~ why are you here?
Is Sister Xiaoyu back? "
"Ouch~" the dog continued to scold.
"Didn't she come? Then can you play with me? I'll take you to steal fish for Garfield to eat."
"Ow~"
After swearing, he walked around the gate and leaned beside the child, making the listless little bully instantly happy, holding on to the big dog tightly and never letting go.
"Koi is very particular. For the sake of your little butt, give me some flowers and plants secretly."
At this moment, Zhao Song walked over with a guitar on his back.
"Brother Zhao Song," Xiao Bawang said hurriedly when he saw him, and then the tears couldn't stop flowing, and he said aggrievedly, "How long have you been here, and where did you hide Sister Xiaoyu?"
"Everyone has their own responsibilities," Zhao Song did not enter the yard, and sat opposite Xiao Bawang across the fence, "If you want to arrange your own sister Xiaoyu's future, you have to sell yourself to me for two years. If you want to see her, Just wait."
"What is responsibility?"
"What do you do every day?"
Xiaobawang avoids the most important things: "Eat, go to school, leave school, play games, play games, play games, and then sleep."
"Why don't you say homework?"
"Because homework is not fun."
"The one that's not fun is responsibility." Zhao Song explained patiently, "Whether you like it or not, everyone has something they have to do."
"Oh~" Little Bawang lowered his head and said dully, "But no one accompanies me to do my homework, and no one accompanies me to finish."
"I'll accompany you." Zhao Song took out his guitar and said with a smile, "Can I teach you how to play the guitar?"
"What's so good about playing guitar?"
"You can hook up with children, especially little girlfriends."
Xiaobawang pouted: "Women are the most troublesome creatures."
"You'll like it later."
Zhao Song chuckled, plucked the strings, and the soft music echoed throughout the courtyard.
Xiaobawang hugged Benben and calmed down. At this moment, a slender hand suddenly rested on his shoulder, and then he sat beside him alone. Xiaobawang looked sideways, and hurriedly hugged Benben and leaned against his mother's arms. Listen quietly with her...
“…
Growth is a door of leaves
There are a group of dear people in 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 all had one
innocent and sad face
Holding the sun in our hands, we look into the distance
gently day by day
Year by year
Big Room
Will we sing "Wish" again"
The singing of floated across the courtyard and through the windows, making the two old men look at each other and laugh.
The singing of floated across the compound and echoed on the lakeside, making the people watching the lively look at each other.
"When the author wrote this song, he was only a sixteen-year-old girl." (?)
stroked the little overlord's hair, Zhao Song said softly: "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 coming to the Wei family, which is considered to be about to fall, to find inheritance!
Find your own teacher; find your own guardian.
The upstart looked at his teacher, Sister Dada, who used to dominate the capital, and said eloquently:
"When I was young, I hated Auntie Wang next door, because everything she said and did had a 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...
"Go to Shenzhou."
"Help me sell PHS."
"The whole industry is packaged and sold to Wu Dayiao for 30 billion!"
"The money you sell is the capital for you and Zhaojia Village to make a comeback!"
Zhao Rong hugged the little bully tightly, trying to hide the overflowing tears, and replied in a muffled voice:
"it is good!"
Zhao Song nodded, got up and put the guitar on his back. He didn't enter the room to say hello, and he didn't care who was inside. He just glanced at the graceful figure with nostalgia, and turned to leave.
The fluttering posture is a good interpretation of what is called the ratio.
…………
The sun goes down and the warm street lights come on.
In the evening wind, there seemed to be a soft singing voice, which calmed people's mood involuntarily.
The shade of the tree turned into a shadow of the tree, and the fish that were rushing to eat seemed tired, and disappeared into the water after spitting the last few bubbles.
Under the shadow of the trees, Bai Li, who had fed her food and listened to the song, got up and patted her tender hands. She didn't greet the guitar figure or the neighbors, but just walked leisurely to her grandfather's house.
Walk and sing:
"The lake is your eyes
Dream full of stars
Mood is a legend
Eternally waiting
…………
gently day by day
Year by year
Big Room
Will we sing "Wish" again"
I have to say that Zhao Song, who was once in a hurry, really made her heart skip a little more just now.
…………
The motorcade that did not apply for a pass stopped on the side of the road at the gate of the compound under the watchful eyes of the guards. (This kind of place, the door is not free to park)
Zhao Song sat on the Audi, put the guitar on, and asked after a while:
"sure?"
Liu Ying in the co-pilot responded:
"I see clearly, it's Bai Li."
Zhao Song heaved a sigh of relief:
"It's not worth my time to change the song temporarily."
“…”
Liu Ying in the front row rolled her eyes and complained inwardly:
'So you sing a school ballad not to coax children, but to have a daughter? ’
BGM four girls "Wish" made in the 1990s
(end of this chapter)
