Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

A white shirt, silver-gray slacks, the sleeves rolled up to reveal a small half of a thin forearm.It was white and slender like a woman's hands, and the nails were very cleanly trimmed.

At this time, this beautiful hand was holding a small black plastic bucket, and there were small animals jumping in the bucket, and the splashed water fell on his black leather shoes.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze?" Grandma glared at Zijun: "Why don't you go to the kitchen and get a basin of water to wash Xiao Tong's hands? Didn't you see mud on his hands?"

Little Tong?Zijun looked up at Tong Zhenyu, not knowing what to say for a while.

Tong Zhenyu glanced at her, and said very calmly: "No, I'll just go in and wash my hands."

After finishing speaking, he put down the bucket in his hand, passed Zijun and walked directly to the kitchen next to him.

Grandma urged Zijun: "Why are you still standing here stupidly? Why don't you go in quickly? Xiaotong just came, and he is not familiar with the family..."

"Just wash your hands. It's a lot of big things. If you don't know him well, you don't know the faucet." After finishing this sentence, Zijun turned and walked into the hall, and went back to the room upstairs.

After entering the room and closing the door, Zijun leaned against the back of the door, and it took him a long time to let his somewhat accelerated heartbeat gradually cool down.

Tong Zhenyu arrived early, so how did he tell grandma?Also, did he know that grandma didn't even know about her relationship with Tong Zhenyu?

Her mother never mentioned her short marriage with Tong Zhenyu last year to her grandmother, so in her eyes, she has always been an unmarried woman.

Tong Zhenyu had said that he would come, but he should have waited for her at the train station when he came. Anyway, there are some things that the two of them should at least agree on?

..

Zijun didn't know how long he had been sitting in the room, but he knew that his grandmother's voice came from downstairs: "Zijun, come down for dinner, what are you doing in the upstairs room?"

"Oh," Zijun replied, took a deep breath, and then mustered up the courage to open the door and go downstairs.

Downstairs, in the restaurant, Grandma Yi's family is very warmly entertaining Tong Zhenyu. On a small round table, Tong Zhenyu is sitting next to him, helping his grandma scoop up soup.

Grandma came over with a pot of white rice, and frowned slightly when she saw Zijun approaching: "Zijun, what's wrong with you today? I think something's wrong?"

"Is there?" Zijun avoided her grandmother's probing eyes, and hurriedly turned to get chopsticks from the cupboard in the kitchen, but said indifferently, "Maybe it's because I sat on the train for too long and didn't sleep well."

"I heard from Xiao Tong that you are now in a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with him?" Grandma followed Zijun into the kitchen, closed the kitchen door and asked, "Xiao Tong didn't come with you, so how did he know my address?"

"Yes.. I told him." Zijun bit the bullet, not daring to let grandma know that Tong Zhenyu drove here once years ago.

"You told him?" Grandma frowned, "Then what do you think?"

Zijun looked at grandma in confusion, and for a while didn't understand the meaning of her question.

Grandma looked at her, with obvious worries in her eyes: "Zijun, three months ago, your mother called me, when I asked her when you and Chengfei planned to get married, she also said that you were going to study in England Well, the marriage is estimated to be a few years later, and it's only been a few months, and you actually brought all the men to my house? What do you look like?"

Listening to her grandmother's questioning, Zijun felt very wronged in her heart, although she knew that her grandmother said that because she didn't know.

Seeing that she was silent, grandma shook her head and walked out of the kitchen. Zijun took the chopsticks and washed them, then walked out of the small kitchen.

When Zijun took the chopsticks and walked back to the restaurant, grandma had already placed three bowls of rice on the dining table. She handed the chopsticks to grandma and Tong Zhenyu, and then sat down at a place far away from both grandma and Tong Zhenyu. , bowed his head and ate silently.

Although the grandmother had some complaints about the relationship between Tong Zhenyu and Zijun who came suddenly, she still warmly greeted Tong Zhenyu to eat more and eat more soup by mistake, so the dinner table was not considered cold.

..

After dinner, Zijun took the initiative to pack up the dishes and go to the kitchen. Tong Zhenyu didn't argue with her, and grandma didn't come in to chatter with her again. Zijun was quiet.

Judging by grandma's appearance, she probably didn't know about her mother's death. Presumably Tong Zhenyu also knew that it was a big deal, and she couldn't just tell grandma about it.

Zijun washed the dishes slowly, thinking about how to explain to his grandma what happened when he came back from studying abroad, and why she came back instead of her mother when grandma was sick.

In fact, she had already thought about these questions on the train, but now she was disturbed by Tong Zhenyu's arrival. She felt that the most urgent thing to do was to find Tong Zhenyu first and ask him how he told grandma.

When Zijun came out after washing the dishes, there was no sign of grandma and Tong Zhenyu in the dining room or in the courtyard. The old and the young had disappeared.

Zijun was a little annoyed, so she quickly closed the courtyard door and went out. It was high noon and the sun was high, and she had to go outside to find someone.

Tong Zhenyu's mobile phone was transferred to the secretary desk. Grandma didn't have a mobile phone at all. She walked along the river in the village and looked at the fields. The fields were empty and there was no one at all.

She remembered that people in the village have the habit of taking a nap after lunch. At this time, most of the people in the village are probably still taking a nap.

She wandered around the village, and when she came back, she had just reached Cuntou, where a few aunts and aunts were chatting under a yellow fruit tree not far from home.

She couldn't call the names of these aunts and aunts, although she had played mahjong with one or two of them in the past year.

But these aunts and aunts all remembered her, and when they saw her, they said: "Oh, Zijun, you have grown up in the blink of an eye, and you have found such a handsome husband to bring back, you are really lucky. "

"You didn't see it just now. Zijun's husband bought her grandma an ultra-thin big TV. I heard it's the kind that hangs on the wall..."

"Oh, that young and handsome guy who just went out with my aunt is Zijun's husband? I said that he doesn't look like us. The car he drives is so beautiful. It just parked in the small town. At the entrance of the supermarket, many people are watching."

Zijun listened to these people's chatter, and didn't know what to say for a while, and was wondering how to speak, when someone beside her called her.

"Zijun," a middle-aged village name came to her, "Why are you still here? Your husband bought a lot of things for your grandma, and your grandma didn't know where to put them, so I asked you to go back and help Woolen cloth."