If you don't bend, I will be blackened!

The Zhang family has a strong population, and other families can have dinner at one table, but the Zhang family needs two tables to barely sit down.

After the meal, the women played mahjong and the men drank and chatted about politics.

Days aside, today is family harmony.

"Fifth brother, come and pick me up. I'll make something to eat." Second sister-in-law Zhu Qingfang stood up and said.

"You lost badly, didn't you?" Zhang Zucong stood up and went to take the cards, smoking lazily the cigarette in his mouth.

Zhu Qingfang admitted generously: "I won't be able to go to the beauty salon tomorrow if I continue to play with my sister-in-law."

"Okay, I'll help you win it back." Zhang Zucong said.

Sister-in-law Deng Meimei rolled her eyes at Zhu Qingfang: "Run the fastest."

Zhu Qingfang chuckled and went to the kitchen.

Zhang Zucong was not in high spirits, and Deng Meimei got confused after touching Deng Meimei a few times.

When Zhang Zucong came, they had a lot of fun, and Zhang Zucong went to 50.

"Fifth brother, you haven't been very active all night." Deng Meimei laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, "Did you quarrel with Ni Hong?"

"How can it be?" Zhang Zucong said.

"It's your unilateral feeling that you didn't quarrel, and you five brothers are all of the same virtue," Deng Meimei said, "You have to hurry up, Ni Hong is a sensible and generous person, and I sent five old Tongxing tea cakes to dad yesterday .”

Zhang Zucong paused, frowned slightly and threw out a nine-barrel: "Has she been here?"

"Yes, she didn't tell you?" Deng Meimei played again, "I'm confused! Take the money, take the money!"

Zhang Zucong curled his lips: "Stop beating, my wife is gone."

"You don't need these 20 or [-] yuan."

"I'm not afraid that the second sister-in-law will give your wife the money," Zhu Qingfang walked out of the kitchen and brought out a large plate of jellyfish in scallion oil, calling everyone, "Come and eat!"

Speaking of his wife Ben, everyone pricked up their ears. After all, Zhang Zucong was thirty and hadn't settled down yet.

Especially Mr. Zhang's eyes kept drifting this way, signaling the eldest daughter-in-law to speak.

Deng Meimei secretly thought it was bad luck, but she didn't dare to contradict the old man: "Fifth brother, Ni Hong is not young anymore, when do you plan to get married?"

To be honest, she didn't want Zhang Zucong to be able to get along with Ni Hongcheng. Hurricane was completely controlled by him now, and the few of them had no right to speak at all.

If a big tree like the Ni family came next to them, their family would have no place to stand in the hurricane.

Zhang Zucong paused, puffed out the smoke ring and did not answer the question. Suddenly, fireworks were set off outside the window. Thinking of the haggard face in the morning, his heart skipped a beat. The puppies have been fed, I will go back and look at my dog."

The old man was so angry that he threw out his crutch in an instant, and roared angrily, "I think you just want to go back and see that bastard named Bai!"

"Little evil animal, small evil animal!" Deng Meimei's grandson, Zhang Kunpeng, surrounded Zhang Zucong to learn.

Zhang Zucong turned his head sharply, with unruly eyes, picked up the grandson of Zhang's parents who followed him, and said: "If you want to say another word for nothing, I will throw your grandson out to celebrate the festival with the fish."

Zhang Kunpeng was so frightened, Deng Meimei turned pale, and hurried over to bring Zhang Kunpeng back, not daring to lose her temper with the old man, she swallowed her anger and said, "Fifth brother, you have to do it on the day when the whole family is reunited during the Chinese New Year and holidays." What are you doing back home? Haven’t you come here for so many years in vain? You must make Dad unhappy.”

It's okay not to say, but Zhang Zucong's idea of ​​going back became more determined when he said it.

Regardless of the old man blowing his eyebrows and staring, he is not angry anyway.

Looking at the lights of Wanjia on the way back, Zhang Zucong thought of the sudden pain in the child's heart in the villa.

He was originally a clingy guy, but in this kind of family reunion day, the child didn't know how sad he must be looking at the lights of Wanjia.

In previous years, there was an agreement on the 29th to provide comfort. Not only did there not be an exclusive New Year's Eve on the 29th this year, but everyone was left in the cold after making a mistake.

Thinking of how he held back his tears in the morning and quietly reddened his eyes, Zhang Zucong's throat felt as if it was blocked by a stone, and he couldn't get up or down, which made him feel very tired.

This punishment made him feel uncomfortable, so it would be better not to punish him.

Zhang Zucong's villa is one south and one north of the old house. When he returned home, it was already one o'clock past two o'clock.

When he arrived, he looked at the dark house with only two wall lamps in the hall, pursed his lips, got out of the car and entered the door.

As he expected, there was no smoke in the house, and the Gu family turned off the heating before leaving, and the whole house looked very deserted.

Finally he found Bai Jinyi huddled in a ball in the corner of the sofa in the dim light.

It looked very lonely and pitiful.

Zhang Zucong walked over subconsciously.

Bai Jinyi's complexion was still not good, his brows were tightly frowned, and the dark circles under his eyes looked very abrupt because his skin was too white, as if they had been forcibly painted on with paint, but Zhang Zucong didn't think it was funny.

Seeing that Bai Jinyi's feet were red from the cold, Zhang Zucong reached out to cover him with a blanket, then reached out to smooth his eyebrows, but when he was about to withdraw, his hand was caught violently.

Zhang Zucong was startled, and when he raised his eyelids, he found that Bai Jinyi's eyes were closed, and the eyelids were trembling slightly with tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Uncle Cong, I was wrong... you can justify me..."

My heart was twisted violently by an invisible hand, and it hurt and numb.

At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly, Zhang Zucong quickly pressed the mute button, and glanced at the phone of the American branch.

Frowning tightly, the other side will choose to call at this time to explain that there is a problem.

He had no choice but to push away Bai Jinyi's hand and go upstairs.

"Mr. Zhang, Milante made false accounts and emptied 50.00% of the company's funds, and absconded with a large number of our secret documents!"

Zhang Zucong's eyes turned dark instantly. If Hurricane wants to open up the American department store market, it must have enough funds to fight against local companies.

"Don't worry, immediately mobilize the funds of the Japanese company to run first, and I will go there right away."

Zhang Zucong packed up quickly and asked his assistant to buy a plane ticket and fly to the United States immediately. He didn't have time to say goodbye to Bai Jin.

When Bai Jin woke up the next day, the servant had already returned. He glanced at the blanket on his body and was stunned. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes. He ran over to the servant and asked, "Uncle Cong is back?"

The servant shook his head: "Fifth Master hasn't come back yet."

Bai Jin's eyes darkened for a moment, is it really a dream...

He went back upstairs, looked down at his hands, and smiled lowly.

Also, how could Zhang Zucong lead him.

It's been a week since New Year's Day, Zhang Zucong hasn't returned home for a week, and Bai Jinyi can't even ask about his itinerary.

And since New Year's Day, Bai Jinyi didn't know whether it was because of a cold or something else, he had been groggy.

The Sanda he practiced secretly and the bar he ran have never been taken care of, just reading books recklessly.

In the final exam, I got a nearly full score and came back.

He took a photo and sent it to Zhang Zucong, but the information still disappeared.

Bai Jinyi didn't know Zhang Zucong's whereabouts until Ni Hong came to pack Zhang Zucong's things.