best day

The old house gave off a dull atmosphere at night.

Zheng Luolai stood in the middle of the lobby and looked at the grandfather who was drinking tea in a muffled voice, not daring to vent his breath.

After finishing the tea in the purple clay pot, Zheng Songyan said, "You are becoming more and more promising."

Zheng Luolai, who had no clue at all, wisely chose to remain silent.

Zheng Songyan got up holding the folding fan, took two steps slowly, and then suddenly knocked him on the head: "It's so good that you're bragging, shame on you!"

"What did I blow?!" Zheng Luolai finally couldn't hold his breath.

Zheng Songyan glared at him: "Why do you go outside and say that you and Xiaoyu are better off, how do you let others behave?"

Zheng Luolai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "When did I say that, and if you talk about being nice to me, why can't you be a human being?!"

Zheng Songyan stared at his grandson for a moment, not knowing whether he believed it or not, he just said: "You have three days to go and explain clearly to the Du family, otherwise you won't have to come to see me in the future, let's go." Zheng Luolai has been wronged , He couldn't swallow this breath at all: "I didn't say it at all, why did you ask me to explain it? What kind of face is Jiang Yushang? Didn't I say she was sick?"

After happily finishing speaking, I realized that the old man had an ugly face.

Sure enough, Zheng Songyan frowned: "I asked you to explain, do you understand?"

Zheng Luolai said aggrievedly: "...Understood."

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It's strange if you understand it, it must be the bastard Dewey, no one else would be so boring except him.

Zheng Luolai stood in the yard depressed and thought about it, he really didn't know how big his face was to "explain", when he was angry and worried, a gentle voice suddenly came from behind him: "Alai. "

It was Jiang Yushang.

Zheng Luolai asked angrily, "What's going on?"

Jiang Yushang said slightly depressed: "I went to Du Yi's house for dinner just now, and his younger brother suddenly said that we..."

"Then why don't you refute, who will be with you? It's not interesting at all, nerd!" Zheng Luolai sarcastically frowned.

When she was dying, Jiang Yushang was indeed just a bit of an old-fashioned and good-tempered girl. She smiled lightly: "At that time, grandpa didn't let me talk, and I can't explain what you usually do. You understand of."

Zheng Luolai had no good words: "I know what the hell, it's none of my business anyway, don't think I'll clean up this mess."

"Alai..." Jiang Yushang looked at him firmly: "Although Du Yi doesn't like me, I have liked him since a long time ago. This marriage was not Grandpa's idea, it was my own will."

Although we are not intimate with her on weekdays, we are still familiar with her, Zheng Luolai said: "Why do you?"

Jiang Yushang didn't explain, but just rolled her eyes: "If you help me now, I will help you in the future."

Zheng Luolai glanced at him: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Jiang Yushang smiled softly: "Maybe, how can you be so sure?"

Her bright eyes seemed to see through something, full of tolerance and confidence.

But still not much to say.

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As the calendar turns over page by page, the temperature in Beijing is getting warmer and warmer.

After standing under the sun for a while, Zheng Luolai felt impetuous, until that idiot happily jumped out of the TV station, and his depression reached its peak.

"What the hell are you talking about! You deserve a beating!" Zheng Luolai grabbed Dewey quickly, clamped his almost bald head under his arm, and cursed angrily.

Dewey screamed in pain: "Oh, I have something to discuss!"

Zheng Luolai pushed harder: "There's nothing to discuss, you're done for today!"

Dewey couldn't get away, so he had to pretend: "Don't hit me, I have a headache, it hurts so much!"

Regardless of whether this guy is real or not, Zheng Luolai finally let go of his hand angrily, grabbed him and said, "If you dare to talk nonsense, don't shout here, go, go home and explain it to your mother."

"What's the matter, anyway, you are already famous in that area, one more is not much, and one less is not less." Dewey snorted and said, "When my mother heard your name, she immediately felt that Jiang Yushang was dishonest. I am really smart. witty."

Zheng Luolai frowned: "Why do you ruin the marriage? Jiang Yushang provoked you? He even saved your life."

Dewey insisted: "My brother didn't like her, so I broke it."

Zheng Luolai found it funny: "Whether your brother likes it or not is his business, you are too lenient."

Dewey pulled his hand away without saying a word.

Zheng Luolai glanced at him: "I still don't want my brother to be snatched away, that's why you're so wicked?"

Dewey asked anxiously, "Where is it?"

Zheng Luolai bent his eyes: "Not yet? If my brother has a girlfriend, will he still miss you as much as now?"

Dewey explained vaguely and unwillingly: "These are two different things."

"You, you..." It's very easy for Zheng Luolai to get rid of Dewey: "You can say whatever you want, but Jiang Yushang went back and cried all night, she really fell in love with your brother, and now she is so sad that she is going to die, what do you think? Is it right?"

Dewey was terrified of the girl crying, so he hesitated and said, "Ah? As for..."

Zheng Luolai said: "Why not? So tell your mother clearly, so as not to go to hell in the future. A person like you who talks nonsense will definitely have his tongue pulled out after death, you know?"

Although he was not superstitious, Dewey still felt that his tongue was a little uncomfortable. He flinched with a sad face: "No, my mother will beat me."

Zheng Luolai patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll accompany you."

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The living room with the gauze curtains was much cooler than the outside.

As soon as Bai Xia brought out the fruit snack, Dewey pretended to be pitiful and said, "Mom, I was wrong..."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Luolai took over the conversation and said, "Auntie, it's all my fault. I always heard Dewey praise Xiaoyu, so I used to save face and said that she used to be my girlfriend, but in fact there was no such thing. "

Bai Xia looked at these two unreliable brats suspiciously.

Seeing that he didn't have any troubles, Dewey readily accepted the hooligan's self-sacrifice: "Yeah, Mom, I'm so naive, how can a fairy-like girl like Sister Jiang fall in love with him, it's simply impossible. "

Zheng Luolai was depressed in his heart, but he still had to smile apologetically: "My grandfather was in poor health before, but after meeting Xiao Yu, he became tougher in the past few years. He regards Xiao Yu as his own granddaughter, how could he let me mess around? ?”

Bai Xia thought about it for a while, and she couldn't help saying earnestly: "Lolai, you have to listen to Auntie, it doesn't matter if you like to play a little bit when you are young, but when you have to settle down, you still have to settle down. It's not too young, don't always drive Dewey crazy."

Dewey said next to him: "That's right, he's an uncle and attracts others everywhere, he really doesn't respect himself."

If it wasn't for the presence of this guy's mother, Zheng Luolai would have greeted him with one punch. He forced a smile and said, "Thank you, auntie, I understand."

"Dewey is just your bad mouth. It's no wonder you don't cause trouble in the future." Bai Xia got up and pointed at her son, and then said: "I have a beauty appointment, you two, you two are not comfortable with me at home."

After speaking, he picked up his bag, changed his shoes, and went out.

Dewey felt his whole body quiet down, hey relaxed atmosphere: "Don't stare at me, eat, don't be polite to me."

Zheng Luolai was silent for a while, then smiled: "You did a good job, just wait, I will thank you very much."

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