Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

"Mom, I've never asked you for anything since Dad passed away. Just promise me this time, I will do my best."

Hua Tingjue straightened his back, knelt in front of her, grasped the hem of her windbreaker with his bony hands, and pleaded with tears in his eyes.

A familiar face came into her eyes, and in a trance, Mu Xiuzhi seemed to see her dead husband. She gritted her teeth, ruthlessly pried open Hua Tingjue's fingers one by one.

Her face was filled with worry, and her mind gradually became increasingly agitated and restless.

Mu Xiuzhi said angrily, "I told you not to touch music, can't you hear me? Forget it for the rest of your life. As long as I'm alive, there won't be anyone like this in the Hua family!"

It was the first time that Hua Tingjue saw his mother become like this. It felt very strange, as if she had become a different person. She no longer had the calmness and composure of the past. She was now irritable, with a hint of regret and anger between her brows.

"Why are you not satisfied?"

"You can obviously live a life of luxury and wealth, but you insist on going out to fight? Hua Tingjue, are you crazy?"

"You've had enough of your life, you're tired of living, right?"

Every word she said was like a heavy hammer hitting Hua Tingjue's heart. He was completely stunned, staring blankly at his mother who was furious in front of him. Complex emotions surged in his heart, including guilt, sadness, and a hint of unspeakable bitterness. He felt very uncomfortable.

Mu Xiuzhi looked at her husband's tablet and stopped talking, trying her best to hold back her tears and suppress the bitterness in her chest. After a while, the emotion in her eyes disappeared in an instant, and she returned to her usual cold and aloof demeanor.

But the voice is still a little hoarse.

"I will forgive you for your stupid behavior this time."

"But if you want to enter the entertainment industry, forget it."

"It's cold today, so you should kneel here and reflect on yourself. Let the cold wind wake up your muddled brain, and let your dad see what you are doing?!"

After saying this, she strode out of the ancestral hall.

Only Hua Tingjue was left kneeling dejectedly.

……

Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin also rushed back. It was Jiang Wangshu who asked Butler Yu to inform them. She couldn't get a word in. She thought that if something really happened, it would be good to have someone who could persuade them.

As soon as they arrived at the ancestral hall, they ran into Mu Xiuzhi who was walking out angrily. Mu Xiuzhi, who was angry, did not give the two brothers a good look.

She strode away, her back was frightening, and she said in a cold voice: "From today on, Hua Tingjue will reflect on his mistakes. I will release him when he wakes up!"

Everyone present was shocked, and they all stood there in a daze as if they had been struck by lightning.

Hua Tingjin called her: "Mom..."

Mu Xiuzhi glared, "If you dare to protect me, all of you kneel down together!"

Inside the ancestral hall, Hua Tingjue heard the noise outside and pursed his lips in grievance, looking up at the sky stubbornly, trying not to let the tears fall from his eyes, his hands clenched into fists.

Jiang Wangshu stepped into the ancestral hall and felt his silent sadness. She slowly approached and took a closer look, only to find that his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

She didn't say anything, but just stood quietly beside him, unfolding the blanket on her arm and putting it on him. Hua Tingjue seemed to have no expression on his face, as if he had lost his soul.

Even when Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin came in and asked him, he didn't say anything.

"Ajue, what happened?"

"Ajue, now is not the time to be angry. Talk to Big Brother and we will solve it for you."

"Ajue!" Hua Tingjin gently pushed his shoulder, but Hua Tingjue's eyes were dull and he didn't hear anything they said.

"Alas..." Hua Tingjin could only sigh secretly with helplessness.

The two brothers looked at Jiang Wangshu and signaled with their eyes that they should talk outside. Jiang Wangshu followed them out.

Hua Tingrui: "Do you know what happened?"

"I only roughly understood that it seemed like he changed his application to study abroad." Jiang Wangshu said truthfully.

Just this sentence was enough to shock the two brothers Hua Tingrui. Changing the application for studying abroad? Ajue was really getting bolder and bolder. Was this something he could do on his own?

Just as the two were silent, Jiang Wangshu, who didn't like to interfere, said, "He really likes music, and he is more suitable for this path."

Hearing this, Hua Tingjin looked at her in surprise and smiled gently: "Well, we know, thank you."

Then the two brothers went to Mu Xiuzhi's room, but were stopped by Lin Shuanglian, who was wearing a black suit. "Madam said she won't see anyone."

Hua Tingrui gave Hua Tingjin a look, and Hua Tingjin immediately understood. He turned around and asked with a smile: "Sister Shuanglian, what happened?"

Lin Shuanglian still told them: "Young Master and Second Young Master, you should persuade Third Young Master more. Madam worked hard to use her connections and donated money to help Third Young Master apply for a school, but Third Young Master secretly changed all the information before the deadline."

"The Third Young Master doesn't want to go to New York. He wants to study music."

Lin Shuanglian is Mu Xiuzhi's loyal right-hand man, and she only obeys Mu Xiuzhi, so she naturally earnestly asks Hua Tingrui and the others.

"Okay, thank you Sister Shuanglian, we will take care of this matter."

Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin returned to the room feeling exhausted and worried. They were faced with a dilemma: on one side was their beloved mother, and on the other side was their dear younger brother.

The two were more stubborn than each other, their mouths were like tightly shut gourds, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't be sawed open. Faced with such a situation, Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin were helpless and in a very heavy mood. They felt distressed and helpless, not knowing how to resolve this family dispute and reconcile their relatives.

Hua Tingjin suddenly thought of something and suggested, "Brother, why don't we go find grandpa and ask him to persuade mom."

The role of middleman in matchmaking is the most crucial.

Hua Tingrui nodded: "I think it's okay. This should be the only solution at the moment."

……

Mu family.

Mr. Mu was leisurely listening to Peking Opera in his rocking chair.

As soon as Hua Tingjin and the others arrived, they ran into Butler Xu at the door. He asked, "Is Grandpa home?"

Butler Xu nodded: "Yes, the old leader is resting in the backyard."

"Okay, we can just go there by ourselves."

"Hey, okay."

Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin had long legs, so they walked to the backyard in a short while. Seeing their grandpa enjoying himself, Hua Tingjin smiled and shook his head: "Alas, we are afraid we are going to disturb his peace."

Hua Tingrui's cold and deep eyes softened a little, "I can't help it. Grandpa only has mom as his daughter."

"Grandpa!" Hua Tingjin shouted.

"Ouch." This voice almost scared Mr. Mu. The familiar voice made him look back. "Oh, what a good day it is today. You don't have to rush to see an old man like me."

Hua Tingjin smiled apologetically: "Grandpa, we are sorry to disappoint you. We are here to invite you to come out of the mountain."

It must be bad news for him to say that. Mr. Mu couldn't help but frowned and walked over to ask, "What's wrong?"

"The thing is like this..."

Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin quickly explained the whole story in brief.

"what?!"

"This little bastard is tired of living!"

"You didn't do anything good last time, and now you're messing with my daughter!"

"Look, I'm going to take care of him!"

Hua Tingjin quickly grabbed Mu Fengye and said, "Grandpa, please be patient. Violence cannot solve the problem. We are civilized people."

Mu Fengye immediately denied it: "I am not, I am a warrior who fights with a gun."

Hua Tingjin: "..."

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and wondered if he could stop ruining things so quickly.

It was Hua Tingrui who persuaded him: "Grandpa, now only you can resolve the conflict. As for the punishment, it's not too late to talk about it later."

Mu Fengye retracted his foot and nodded thoughtfully, "That's right." After calming down, he confirmed again: "Are you saying that San'er wants to learn music?"

Hua Tingjin: "Well, Jue has a high talent for music, and he also loves these things."

But Mu Fengye rejected it outright: "No."

"I'm fine with studying anything except music."

Hua Tingrui knew there was something hidden at first glance. He looked at Hua Tingjin and then asked Mu Fengye: "Why, Grandpa?"

"Isn't this like stabbing your mother in the heart?"

After these words were spoken, Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin were even more confused.