Master Lu, Come On

Tang Luo sat down on the chair like a child who had done something wrong.

She suddenly felt that this trip, perhaps, should not come back.

The relationship between Tang and Song Dynasty and her is not familiar, and there is no so-called father daughter friendship. At most, it is just that they have to have a relationship because of the blood relationship. After so many years, why do they want to pull in the relationship?

In the corner, Tang Mingyu is brushing wechat with his head down. Maybe he has met a difficult person. He frowns and is impatient to continue to return the message. Lu Zhan sweeps around and a phone call comes in. He gets up and goes out to answer the phone.

For a moment, as if there is invisible pressure shrouded down, like forget to do homework, but was named, that kind of nowhere to place the feeling, really bad!

Xue Wanqing cut a plate of fruit again, put it in front of Tang Luo, and said with a smile, "eat some fruit after dinner. If you are hungry, I'll make something for you!"

"No, I'm not hungry," Tang Luo swept around. "Where's Jiajia?"

"Oh, she's in the room, holding the computer, and she doesn't know what she's doing. She doesn't want to ask her to come out, saying there's a generation gap with us, this child!"

....

Tang Luo sometimes admires Tang Jiajia and dares to make any joke.

"I'll see her!"

"Ah," Xue Wanqing put the fruit tray into her hand, "take this, you go to chat!"

"Well."

The temperature is low in the countryside, Lu Zhan stands under the eaves, can see the dense cold between the shadows of the trees.

He inadvertently looked at the yard dry trees in full bloom plum, small yellow flowers, far can smell a fragrance, his voice is not high, deep in the night, "check it out?"

He talked about it for a long time. He listened quietly and then came back,

"Well, I see. The work on the construction site will go on as usual. Let's do the rest as I say."

He returned to the house, Tang Luo disappeared, TV is playing a sketch, no one knows the actor. Tang and song looked at it with a teacup. Tang Mingyu was still answering the message, but his face became more and more impatient. Finally, he turned off the machine directly.

None of the three men had a tacit understanding. The TV sketches amused the audience, and the joyful laughter made the atmosphere quiet and strange.

When the sketch is over, Tang and song turn to Lu Zhan and ask, "are there many things in the company recently?"

"OK, just a little busy at the end of the year!"

"Well, I saw Vanke on the news some time ago. Have you handled it?"

"It's all taken care of."

"Oh, that's good!"

Tang and song nodded, their eyes leisurely, as if thinking.

He didn't ask any more questions. He turned his head and continued to watch TV, but Lu Zhan felt that he asked strangely. Tang and Song Dynasties rarely had anything to do with his business. There were few opportunities for them to sit together and chat. What he asked was normal, but he still had doubts in his heart.

On one side, Tang Mingyu never said a word. After receiving his mobile phone, he watched TV. On the bridge of his nose, he still had the pair of thin glasses. The changing light was reflected by the lens, and he couldn't see the look in his eyes.

As the time approached midnight, the sound of firecrackers came from outside again, in sharp contrast to the quiet inside.

The temperature in the countryside is lower than that in the city, and the heating method is limited. Although the air conditioner and electric heater are pressed in the room, Tang Jiajia still feels cold

I'm not here.

"If I had known you were coming, I would have come back with you," Tang said vaguely, chewing the apple. "Would you like to go back tonight?"

"Should..." Tang Luo looked at the time, "don't go back."

Tang Jiajia was a little disappointed, swallowed the apple and said, "I just told my mother that I'll leave tomorrow morning. It's really cold here. I'd rather go to the big empty house alone! I don't understand why dad must spend the Spring Festival in the countryside this year! "

This question, Tang Luo also did not make clear, "that you did not ask him?"

"Yes, he said the country was clean!"

Tang and Song Dynasties didn't like noise. Few people went to their homes during the Spring Festival in previous years. All the year round, their homes were cold and quiet, and they were not as lively as the countryside. On the contrary, people from the countryside were not quiet.

Tang Luo squeezed a fork and put a strawberry into her mouth. The cold juice slipped into her stomach from her mouth and instantly took away the heat. She put down her fork and leaned against Tang Jiajia.

Tang Jiajia is still working overtime, can't help but stop the action, "sister, what's the matter with you?"

She suffered too much in Tang Luo's hands. Every time Tang Luo showed a gentle appearance, her hair stood up.

"Nothing, I just want to rely on you!"

Tang Luo nestles up to Tang Jiajia and hopes that she can have a normal attitude towards her daughter like Tang Jiajia.

But when she came back tonight, the Tang and Song Dynasties didn't show half happy, and they didn't even want her back.

She knew that Tang and Song Dynasties didn't like her meeting with Tang Mingyu, but she didn't know about it in advance. Even if they met and there were so many people around, what else could they do?

After all, Tang and song still didn't believe her and didn't like to spend her, even though she married Lu Zhan according to his will.

For a moment, the heart was covered by the net, and the tighter it was, the tighter it was. Tang Luo could hardly breathe. The bitterness flooded in her throat and was crushed by her.

Tang Jiajia calms down her sweat and is ready to show her tenderness as a sister. Suddenly, a cry comes from outside the gate,

"Tang Mingyu, why are you avoiding me?"

Tang Luo went straight away. The two sisters looked at each other and saw different faces from each other's eyes,

Tang Luo: what's the matter?

Tang Jiajia: it's exciting!

They quickly went downstairs, and all the people in the living room except Lu Zhan went out.

Tang Luo fell behind, looked out and asked, "what happened?"

"Are you willing to come down?" Lu Zhan sighed plaintively, stretched his legs and said, "looking for a husband on New Year's Eve!"

....

This is also a family affair for the couple. The Tang and Song Dynasties just looked at it and came back. Xue Wanqing was behind them. Only Tang Jiajia was watching with her head on her head. However, she did not dare to be too presumptuous. She only stood in the yard and stretched her neck to watch.

Outside the door, Tang Mingyu's face turned black and said, "what are you doing here?"

"Can't I come?"

LAN Yinyin's face was stained with anger, and it seemed ferocious under the night, "what do you mean if you don't go back on New Year's Eve? What did you say before? Now that you're married, doesn't it count? Don't forget, you are married to me

Tang Mingyu sighed deeply and said slowly, "what's the matter, let's go back and talk about it!"

"I don't think so!"

LAN Yinyin was very angry, "if I don't make things clear today, I won't go anywhere! It's just right that all the good people are here! "

Tang Mingyu didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he looked at LAN Yinyin with dark eyes, which made LAN Yinyin feel extremely scared. "Yinyin, let's divorce!"

(end of this chapter)