Ninety lucky little sweet wife

When it was almost lunch time, Aunt Lin walked back to the living room again, refilled Qin Huai's and Zhu Yan's tea respectively, and asked if they would like to have a light meal here at noon, but Zhu Yan declined.

Seeing the serious expression on everyone's face in the living room, Aunt Lin didn't say anything more, and went back to the kitchen.

Uncle Zhong only got the news about Xiaoxiao being reported anonymously this morning. Of course, Mr. Lu couldn't reveal half of it.

Now that the son, the Qin family and his wife came to the door, Uncle Zhong knew that he might not be able to hide it from the great-grandson young master.

"Report me?" Xiaoxiao looked at the adults around him puzzled, "I'm a student, what can they do to report me?"

Uncle Zhong lowered his head, not knowing how to tell his great-grandson the whole story, no matter how euphemistically he said it, it would be cruel to a ten-year-old child.

Compared with Uncle Zhong's intolerance, Zhu Yan felt that the eldest son should have the right to know, after all, he is 13 years old, so he can be regarded as half an adult.Once things didn't go as they expected and Uncle Zhong suppressed them, then the eldest son became the breakthrough point of the whole incident.

Zhu Yan winked at Qin Huai and asked him to tell his eldest son verbatim the news he heard from Fang Peining.

Xiaoxiao is reserved by nature, apart from studying, there are basically few other things that can arouse his interest.It was the first time I heard that someone actually called the Education Bureau in order to frame him.

Xiaoxiao sat on the sofa with his legs close together, his hands pressed underneath and tightly clenched into fists, and his nails dug into his palms in an instant.

Every word Qin Huai said was like an arrow on a string, shooting towards his heart fiercely.

He felt very uncomfortable, biting his lower lip tightly, trying to suppress his sadness, and at the same time, trying his best to restrain himself, not to lose his composure in front of his parents and make them worry about him.

How could the emotional fluctuations on the elder son's face easily escape Zhu Yan's subtle observation, she raised her hand to wrap her arms around the elder son's shoulders, trying to give him infinite strength and comfort.

Even so, Xiaoxiao still felt that the angry dragon hidden deep in his heart was ready to go.

"Master great-grandson, Grandpa Zhong is here to assure you that you will never be denied admission to Duancheng No. [-] Middle School. I will definitely find out the perpetrator behind it, and let you deal with it when the time comes."

Uncle Zhong couldn't see the great-grandson master silently enduring his emotions in order to take into account the emotions of the adults.In the end, he is just a child who cries when he should cry and makes trouble when he should, just like his sister.

But he is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

It's true that he is the heir of the Lu family, but he only returned to the Lu family after he took the entrance examination. In the past nine years, he was indeed an out-and-out student from a poor family.

Xiao Xiao didn't care much about this point, anyway, as long as he went to Zhulin Village to inquire more about this matter, some people would testify for him.

But to get to the point...

Xiaoxiao's mind suddenly flashed a figure of a person. If he remembered correctly, after the first math test, during the break, the boy named Peng Yang framed him in this way.

He tried to arouse the hostility of other candidates around him to attack him, but he was slapped in the face by those people. Later, his grade became No.1 in the city, so he should be irritated.

But these are just Xiaoxiao's suspicions. He dare not tell Uncle Zhong about this. Once Uncle Zhong knows what happened in the examination room that day, regardless of whether Peng Yang did what happened today, Uncle Zhong will not let Peng Yang go. of.

"Aniang, when I went to the bookstore last time, I bought a few picture books by the way. Can you go upstairs with me to pick them up and bring them to Yaoyao?"

Although it was a question sentence, Xiao Xiao had already suppressed the excess emotion on his face, grabbed Zhu Yan's arm, and walked towards the stairs.

With this simple move by the eldest son, Zhu Yan quickly realized that he was deliberately avoiding Uncle Zhong, and had something to whisper to him.

It just so happened that she took this opportunity to see how her eldest son was living in Lu's house.

After all, she was narrow-minded.

As the future owner of the Lu family, a study alone is outrageously luxurious.

Of course, this luxury does not refer to the luxury of decoration, but the luxury given to the interior.

Zhu Yan used to have a study room for her elder son at her home in Zhulin Village, but it was shared by the two children, and all the things in it were also shared by the two children.

Compared with the study room of the eldest son in Lu's house, the entire wall is custom-made for the bookcases, and the bookcases are full of books, which is nothing compared to the one in Zhulin Village.

Xiao Xiao led Zhu Yan to sit down on the bench in front of the bookcase, then turned around and closed the door of the study, then walked back to Zhu Yan, moved a wooden chair and sat down facing her.

"Aniang, I probably guessed who the person who reported me was?"