The heroine, she ruled all kinds of dissatisfaction

Chapter 168 Put on your mask and continue acting
Jiangcheng's second biggest breaking news since Zhi Hanke's death.

Ye Qingyuan was sentenced to 25 years in prison for operating problems such as the use of toxic building materials and forced demolition that resulted in death.

The case of the Ye family came to an end here.

Jiangcheng has completely entered winter. After experiencing these major events, the place has returned to its previous calm.

On New Year's Eve, Jiangcheng was as lively as ever.

The busiest city centers have hung red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets a month in advance.

Looking around, the eyes are full of red, which looks extraordinarily festive and lively.

The excitement of the Zhi family didn't seem to be slowed down by Zhi Hanke's death. Zheng Bo led people to replace the hanging white cloth a week in advance.

During the period, Zhibo raised his opinion, but only got one sentence.

His death is atonement for himself, and the living people don't need to have any influence because of his death.

There is no saying in this world that parents keep filial piety for their children for three years.

Zhi Bo also knew in his heart that the old man was really cruel to Zhi Hanke.

However, the old man did not give up completely. The things donated in the name of Zhi Hanke, as well as the scriptures copied for him, have been sent to Huading Temple.

Ye Fei and Zhi Huai stood under the corridor, watching Zheng Bo and his servants clean up.

It has been snowing for three consecutive days, and a lot of snow has accumulated in these three days, and the servants get up early to sweep the snow every day.

"It seems to be quite deserted this year." Zheng Bo sighed.

It was obviously the first year of the young master's marriage, but it happened like this.

Ye Fei and Zhi Huai stood side by side, while the snowflakes were flying, he lowered his head and reached out to button her coat carefully.

"Can you make dumplings?" Ye Fei looked at him and asked.

Zhi Huai straightened the scarf for her and said, "Do you want to eat?"

Ye Fei shook his head. She never celebrated the New Year in Jiangcheng. In her memory, her father cooked every New Year's Eve when she was a child.

On that day, the family would cook together. While the mother was choosing the dishes, she would chat with the father, who was wearing an apron and cooking, about the events of the year.

At that time they are the happiest.

Now, before her memory was about to fade, she returned to Jiangcheng again.

"If you want to eat, it's not like you can't learn."

"It's not about whether it's delicious or not. There are so many things going on at home this year, so it's good to have a good time."

Every year on the 29th day of the Lunar New Year, the Zhi family sends the servants home.

A total of seven days of annual leave, except for some servants who grew up in Zhi's family, will go back to celebrate the new year.

The Zhi family has always spent a lot of money, everyone can get half a year's salary plus a Chinese New Year red envelope.

This is one of the reasons why many people are willing to work at Zhi's house.

Together with Zheng Bo, nearly [-] people stayed to celebrate the New Year.

There is a chef among them, but he doesn't seem to be good at making pasta.

Ye Fei arranged for all the tables to be placed in the yard in front of Bitanju, and everyone came to make dumplings together.

As for the other dishes, they are all ordered by the hotel outside and delivered.

Among these people, ranging from 70-year-old Uncle Zheng to young girls in their 20s, they all happily stood at the table and started kneading bread and dumplings.

Ye Fei stood at the far end with his hands on his hips. The work had been arranged, and the old man would be next.

She looked at the old man in Bitan Residence. The old man had locked himself in the Buddhist hall to copy scriptures for a whole month.

The old man looked like he was thinking about it, but in fact he didn't get past the barrier in his heart at all.

"You go ask Grandpa, and I'll go find Zhibo and Zhiyuan."

Zhi Huai dragged him back, "Who are you going to invite?"

"Otherwise you go?" Ye Fei blinked.

Of course she knew that the relationship between these three people had been good since childhood. Zhi Yuan had not yet found anyone to settle the accounts for her plot against her a few days ago.

She is not someone who repays grievances with kindness, but purely because of the old man.

"Don't worry, it's impossible for me to ask them."

This is her first year in Zhi's family, what the old man wants is lively and lively.

This is the only filial piety that the younger generation can do to the elders.

"Actually, Young Madam, I feel sorry for the old man." Zheng Bo said.

She is a conscientious child, and she does not regret what happened to Zhi Hanke.

Since she made a mistake, she must bear the consequences, and it was not her intention to harm the old man.

So she also just wanted the old man to have a good year.

"Young Madam, you have a pure heart."

It is precisely because of this kindness that I take the old man seriously.

Ye Fei went from Bitanju to Zhibo's yard, and it happened that the two brothers were together at the moment.

Seeing the person entering the door, Zhi Yuan and Zhi Bo looked up at her at the same time.

On the table between the two of them was the tea that had just been delivered.

It looks like they are having afternoon tea.

"I don't know what kind of wind blew Miss Ye Fei here."

Ye Fei walked up to the two of them and stood still, "Don't be so eccentric, I know you two won't have a good look at me."

There is no need for false greetings, these two people don't like her in the first place, no matter how many things they do, it will be in vain.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Ye Fei stood in front of the two of them and signaled, "Bitanju is preparing for the Chinese New Year, do you two want to go together?"

Anyway, it's just for fun, and the old man can be happier when he sees all the people.

"Ye Fei, my father is gone, you let me celebrate the New Year happily with the murderer who killed him, do you have the heart?"

Zhi Bo looked at her coldly, wishing that he would kill her in the next second.

"You don't have to look at me like that. I won't feel guilty. I came to you just because of grandpa."

The old man hopes that the whole family can be tidy, anyway, they have maintained this illusory harmony for so many years.

Now I don't care about being able to maintain it for a while.

"Ye Fei, don't go too far." Zhi Yuan said.

Ye Fei glanced at him, raised his eyes and looked around before speaking.

"I originally thought how strong you two could be, and how much grief the death of your father could cause. In fact, in your hearts, the death of your father is far worse than the thunder of grandpa, right?"

Zhi Bo suddenly stood up and stood on the steps condescendingly looking at the people in the yard.

"Ye Fei, don't spout blood!"

She chuckled.

"I spitting blood?" Ye Fei immediately looked around, "Grandpa is angry, why don't you take down the white silk hanging in the yard as before, in other words, you also know what will happen if you make grandpa angry .”

Now that Zhi Hanke is dead, the second generation of Mr. Zhi is gone.

In the end, who will hand over the huge Zhi family can only be chosen from these three people.

So who can please the old man and who has the strongest ability are the most important.

"Since you two don't dare to confront the old man head-on, then you can make the old man happy."

Zhi Yuan understood what she meant, although the words were not pleasant, they were true.

Now they can only make the old man happy, but there is nothing else they can do.

"As long as the two of you don't show your face when you go to the table, and your masks are put on, the grievances between us will be wiped out."

The conditions she offered were also very attractive.

What happened last time Zhi Yuan was hanged upside down on the building by Zhi Huai all night, he knew that these two people were not good at each other.It doesn't matter that Zhi Huai is a lunatic, and Ye Fei is not a normal person.

He knew that this person had a grudge, and he didn't know when he would turn over the old score and take revenge on him.

"How do I know if you're lying to me?" Zhi Bo said.

Ye Fei smiled and raised his hand to rub his eyes, full of disdain.

"It's not once or twice that you two have attacked me overtly and secretly. Which time did you succeed?"

Zhi Yuan's complexion suddenly darkened.

"Your actions are not threatening, so I just take it as a joke."

Hearing the dismissiveness in her words, Zhi Bo became even more unhappy.

"Ye Fei, you'd better not go too far."

Ye Fei looked at Zhi Yuan, "I think the second brother should be the clearest, whether it is more beneficial for you to go in the past today, or you will completely tear your face if you don't go in the past."

Zhi Yuan immediately stood up and said, "We'll be there in a moment."

Ye Fei nodded, turned around and left the yard in satisfaction.

She knows what Zhi Yuan's temperament is, in his heart, all gains and losses are taken very seriously.

Before he does anything, he will consider the gains and losses in advance.

Now that Zhi Hanke is dead, they can see what is more important in the old man's heart.

What's more, after Zhi Huai took over Zhiyi Technology, rumors of his doing it soon became popular, and his wrists were ruthless.

Even worse than Zhi Hanke, but a little more aloof.

This Ye Fei's whole body seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze, making it difficult to distinguish.

But at the critical moment, he never dropped the chain.

Coupled with Wen Qiao who appeared a few days ago, anyone who killed him would know that Ye Fei was probably not really just wandering outside these years.

In the Zhi family, now they have no hope of making a comeback.

The only thing they can rely on is the favor of the old man, the affection that the old man has nurtured them for many years.

The old man was helped out of Bitanju by Zhi Huai.

Kneeling on the futon to copy the scriptures these days, the old man's legs and feet are not good.

In this way, the bones were injured, and the walking was unstable.

But the old man has arrogance, and he just doesn't want to sit in a wheelchair, so he has no choice but to find a cane for him to use.

"Grandpa, can you cook?"

Ye Fei approached the old man and spoke.

Zheng Bo prepared the cushions on the chair, and the old man smiled and spoke after he sat down.

"During the years when I was traveling abroad, I cooked a lot by myself, but I haven't cooked for many years."

Ye Fei immediately took a seat beside the old man with the washbasin in his arms, "That's just right, do you know how to knead dough?"

The old man looked at the flour on her face and sighed softly, took a wet towel aside to wipe his hands, and took the dough from her basin.

Ye Fei just sat next to the old man and watched him knead the dough.

From the point of view of technique alone, there is really nothing to choose.

Zhi Huai sat down next to her, stretched out his hand to turn her face over, and wiped her face very carefully.

"How did it happen?"

Ye Fei blinked, "It must have been done when I was scooping out the noodles. I didn't even notice it myself."

The man's fingertips pinched her chin tightly, and he let go when he wiped the last bit of face.

When the two brothers Zhi Bo and Zhi Yuan arrived, they saw the old man rolling the noodles.

After all these years, when had they ever seen the old man cooking?

"It's quite powerful." Zhi Bo snorted coldly.

Ye Fei really has a way to make the old man suffer like this.

"grandfather."

Hearing the voices of the two, the old man stopped rolling the dough, and immediately resumed.

"Come and sit down."

Uncle Zheng thoughtfully wiped the two stools next to the old man clean.

Both of them had never touched Chunyang water since childhood. The old man dragged a ball of noodles over, and the two of them stared at each other for a long time, really not knowing where to start.

The other two tables are leftover servants, who are more proficient in their work compared to their side.

"Grandpa, do you think my bag looks good?"

Ye Fei opened her palms, and a fat white dumpling lay in her palms.

"Hey, how much stuffing did you stuff here?" The old man said with a smile.

Ye Fei looked at the dumplings and then at Zhi Huai, "Can't you?"

The man took the dumpling in her hand and put it down, "It will fall apart after you put it in the pot."

"If it's too full, you'll lose. You girl understand this better than anyone else."

The old man said the words with a smile.

The two brothers Zhi Yuan and Zhi Bo were sitting opposite to Ye Fei, and they were seriously bowing their heads at the moment rolling the noodles.

But it's true that I haven't cooked before, and the dough is either thin or thick.

Just looking at the expressions on the two people's faces, they seemed to be doing something very important.

Even at the negotiating table of a difficult project, these two people probably never showed such a embarrassed look.

"Roll it out from the middle to both sides."

The old man said that he taught the two of them hand in hand.

Ye Fei approached Zhi Huai, and the two stood side by side.

Zheng Bo looked at this joyful picture, his eyes were red,
Ye Fei finished wrapping the last dumpling, then leaned into the man's ear and spoke.

"I'm hungry."

Zhi Huai rubbed his face against his, and Zheng Bo, who was beside him, had already started ordering his servants to cook dumplings.

"Young lady."

The little girl at the table behind Ye Fei tapped her shoulder lightly, and then handed over a kneaded dough rabbit.

The two eyes of the little rabbit are even pressed out with red beans, which look lifelike and very beautiful.

"Thank you!" Ye Fei said in surprise, "Your craftsmanship is very good."

The little girl was a little shy.

"Our hometown used to do this. My grandfather taught me the craft. Do you like it?"

Ye Fei smiled and thanked.

"It's lovely, thank you."

She said and put the things in front of Zhi Huai, obviously showing off.

The two brothers opposite, under the guidance of the old man, quickly made two dumplings that were not very good-looking.

In comparison, the dumplings made by Zhihuai on the opposite side looked better.

Zhi Bo heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at the dough on the table seriously.

How is this more difficult than making a plan.

"The two of you just haven't suffered, and you haven't cooked by yourself." The old man said.

The two looked at each other, as if inspired by the person opposite, they bowed their heads and continued.

(End of this chapter)