The Bowl of Seven Emotions

An Qi doesn't know why her husband insists on returning to the old house, but she is not as taboo as the rest of the Tang family, because only by living here can she prove that she is the hostess of the Tang family and her status is unbreakable!

After living in, An Qi realized that Tang Susu actually lived nearby, and that her husband bothered to move in, just wanting to see her.

Her daughter and son-in-law had just disappeared, and Tang Qiming couldn't wait to hug someone else's thigh. At six in the afternoon, it was already dark by this time. An Qi resisted the anger in her heart and sat in the living room waiting for her husband to return.

However, he waited until 11 o'clock in the evening before Tang Qiming returned to the old house by car.

Tang Qijun walked out of the car with him. The father and son were talking and laughing until they walked into the room and saw An Qi sitting on the sofa with a cold face and chest. The smile on Tang Qijun's face disappeared.

Tang Qiming glanced at his ugly wife, "Aren't you going to bed so late?"

He took off his coat and was picked up by the son beside him.

Tang Qiming patted his son on the head, "Go to sleep, I've been tired all day."

Tang Qijun hung the coat on the hanger, nodded obediently, and said to Tang Qiming and An Qi: "Dad, Aunt An, I'm back to the bedroom."

As soon as Tang Qijun closed the bedroom door, a fierce quarrel broke out outside the door. The subject of the quarrel is nothing more than where did Tang Qiming go today?

Outside the door, Tang Qiming's voice can be heard clearly: "Where else can I go besides going to the company?"

"Company? Do I need to go home now to go to the company?"

Tang Qiming looked impatient, "I dropped in to pick Qijun from school after get off work and took him to dinner. What's the matter?"

"Take him to dinner, I think it is to take him and his **** mother!"

"You are simply unreasonable!"

Tang Qijun leaned back against the door, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and laughed silently.

Early the next morning, when Tang Qijun went downstairs, he found that his father and An Qi were sitting peacefully in the dining room and eating breakfast. On the surface, there was no sign of the quarrel last night.

The corner of his mouth was pressed down, and he walked to the empty chair and sat down.

As soon as he ate a piece of toast, he heard his dad say: "I heard that Xiao Zheng is on winter vacation. You can let him come to play at home if you have nothing to do."

Tang Qijun nodded, "I know Dad, I'll call Brother Xiao Zheng in a moment."

Tang Qijun and Mi Zheng could count all ten fingers. How could they play together, but since this was his father's order, he certainly wouldn't refuse.

When Mi Zheng received the call, he was a little weird. He originally wanted to refuse, but later thought that he could go to see his grandma, so he said hello to his mother and asked the driver to take him to Tianding Mountain.

When Mi Zheng arrived, he found that his uncle did not go to the company, but was at home. He was a little surprised, "Uncle, are you not going to work today?"

Tang Qiming showed a smile, "Well, you don't need to go to the company today." Then he pushed his son to Mi Zheng, "Qijun, let's play with your brother."

Tang Qijun nodded stiffly.

There is not much difference in age between the two, but Mi Zheng has no good feelings for his uncle's illegitimate child. First there was Tang Qi, and now another Tang Qijun came.

But now he is in someone else's house. He is not good enough to give his uncle face, and smiles at Tang Qijun, saying that he wants to visit Mrs. Tang.

Tang Qijun shuddered and couldn't retreat, but his father was still staring, he could only go to the room at the end of the second floor with his head and belt Mi Zheng.

If Tang Susu were there, he might sigh that things are impermanent.

In the beginning, her mother died here. Now, Mrs. Tang has also moved in.

As soon as the door opened, a rotten smell came out from inside.

Mi Zheng was smoked, his eyes rolled up and he almost vomited.

He covered his mouth, resisting the discomfort in his heart and looked inside. Old Mrs. Tang was lying on the bed with the quilt covering her chest. Her breathing was steady, her chest rising and falling regularly.

The face exposed outside was an abnormally pale gray, like a frozen corpse that had been dead for a long time.

In the end, Mi Zheng only looked at the door for a while, did not dare to step into the room, nor did he dare to see what happened to the people under the quilt.

"Has grandma always been like this?"

"Yes, right..." Tang Qijun bit his head and nodded.

Mi Zheng glared at him, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Seeing Mrs. Tang, Mi Zheng actually didn't want to stay here much. The look just now made him still feel uncomfortable.

But Tang Qiming enthusiastically wanted to stay here for a few days, no matter how Mi Zheng refused it, it was useless.

The two entangled for a long time before Mi Zheng said discouragely to Tang Qiming: "Uncle, what do you want me to do, just say it."

Tang Qiming smiled, "I just wanted to see Su Su, but as you know, she misunderstands me a bit, and I can't get in touch with her."

Mi Zheng frowned slightly, took out his mobile phone, got up and walked aside, "I'll call my sister and ask."

After a while, Mi Zheng came back with a strange expression, "My sister said I'll be here in a while."

A strange color flashed across Tang Qiming's face, and he obviously didn't expect Tang Susu to come.

In less than ten minutes, Tang Susu arrived outside the gate of the Tang family's old house. She was wearing a white down jacket, fluffy snow boots on her feet, and a ball on her head. She didn't even paint her makeup.

When she walked into the old Tang house again, her mood was very calm, and her unhappy memories as a child seemed to have gone away from her.

They never admitted that she was the Tang family, and she, indeed, was not.

She owed the Tang family only a gratitude, but this gratitude was paid back when she was born.

"Sister, you're here." Mi Zheng waited at the door for a long time. When he saw Tang Susu, he waved desperately, for fear that others would not know that he was very happy.

Little did they know that the expressions on the faces of the family of three standing behind him were stiff.

Tang Qijun squeezed a smile when he saw the people who were gradually coming by, and shouted, "Sister."

Tang Susu's eyes didn't even stop on him.

Tang Qijun lowered his eyes and restrained the anger in his eyes.

"Su Su is here, come in and sit." An Qi's number of paragraphs is obviously much higher than that of Tang Qijun, her smile is extremely sincere, I don't know, I thought she was looking forward to Tang Susu's arrival.

Tang Susu glanced at her and followed her into the house, followed by Tang Qiming.

"Susu, why don't you take off the down jacket, the house is quite warm." Tang Qiming reminded from behind.

"No, to make a long story short, I'll have something to do in a while."

Tang Susu was sitting on the sofa, the zipper of her down jacket pulled down, and a small black head emerged from it.

An Qi, who was serving tea for them, was taken aback by the black thing, and she leaned back and found out that it was a black cat after a closer look.

She didn’t like pets, especially this pure black cat, which had a bad meaning. She endured the discomfort in her heart and smiled and asked, “This is the kitten you raised. come out?"

A little briquettes put a small paw on the zipper of Tang Susu's clothes, she stretched out her hand and squeezed, and said casually, "Why, afraid of black cats inviting evil?"

An Qi's expression was stiff, and she didn't expect Tang Susu to speak so directly.

Before she could deny it, Tang Susu continued, "Don't worry, there is an old lady here. Nothing unclean will dare to come here."

An Qi shuddered, and wanted to ask Tang Susu what he meant, but Tang Susu didn't say anything.

Tang Qiming didn't want to listen to them, so he couldn't wait to ask, "Su Su, you moved here, are you planning to marry Shi Chengxuan?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Tang Susu asked back.

Tang Qiming's face was immediately unsightly, "What do you say, you are my daughter, it doesn't matter to me how you get married, and your bride price will also be from the Tang family in the future."

When Tang Qi got married, Tang Qiming gave her 10% of the stock, which was already a lot of money. Hearing that Tang Susu would still want them to offer a bride price for marriage, An Qi was not very happy.

Tang Qiming's enthusiasm was only exchanged for Tang Susu's chuckle, "Dad, is the money for my life worth spending?"

Tang Qiming froze suddenly.

"You, what did you say?"

Tang Susu didn't repeat it again, and everyone else thought they had heard it wrong.

"You know, my mother's father is the housekeeper of the Chen family?" Tang Susu continued.

Tang Qiming's expression was blank. Of course he didn't know.

Tang Susu curled up his mouth, "Then you know, your current wife, An Qi, was sent to you by my mother's father?"

Tang Susu's remarks were really shocking. Except for the two parties, Mi Zheng and Tang Qijun had wonderful expressions.

Mi Zheng even pressed his mouth tightly, feeling that the Three Views had burst. What did he hear? ! !

"Husband, she's talking nonsense, don't listen to her!" An Qi only paused, then retorted loudly.

Tang Susu didn't miss the panic on her face, and whispered softly: "An Qi, do you know why they want you to stay with Tang Qiming?"

"Don't talk nonsense anymore, I admit, I'm sorry, but you can't slander me so!" An Qi stood up and pointed at Tang Susu tremblingly.

Tang Susu looked calm, "They want you to give birth to a daughter who inherited the blood of the Tang family, and then take her body and let someone replace her. Tang Qi died a few months ago, do you really know nothing? "

An Qi’s pupils tightened. She gave birth to her daughter. Would she not know the changes in her daughter?

"It's really unfortunate to have your mother."

"You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense!" Angel screamed hysterically.

Tang Susu stood up and looked at Tang Qiming condescendingly, "I came here today just to tell you about this. Oh, yes, don’t come to me in the future. You Tang changed my life for twenty years. Twenty years have passed. Everything is over. I won't seek revenge from you, but please don't get in my eyes. After all, I have limited patience."

Tang Qiming never reacted. Tang Susu didn't care if he listened. He held her briquettes and patted Mi Zheng on the head when he walked across the solo sofa, "Go, go to my house."

Mi Zheng followed her obediently, and when he opened the door, he couldn't help but look back at his uncle who was sitting motionless, feeling a little pitiful for some reason.