Chapter 1950

The hall was silent, and the needles could be heard, and the brothers of the Zhou family all pretended to be dead.

He Hongjin's face became more and more gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

He Jiayu, who had been standing for a long time, was tired and hungry, and hated Zhou Zuan, who was out of tune.

The entire Zhou family relies on the old lady to help them survive. Originally, he was not interested in making friends with such a family, because the old lady often boasted that Zhou Zuan was the number one scholar, so he only socialized a little bit.

As a result, he spent time and money to eat, drink and have fun with his brothers, and no one thanked him for not saying anything, and he was punished to stand with these grandchildren.

What a goddamn bad luck!

The grandson surnamed Zhou, wait for the young master, this account has some calculations.

When He Jiayu was cursing silently, the Zhou family brothers were not at peace. As the natal family of Mrs. He's family, they should be regarded as VIPs, held high and lifted up, but now, they don't look like VIPs now. ?

The brothers headed by Zhou Zurong were all unwilling. The one who spoke rudely was that bastard Zhou Zuan, not them. Why should they be punished hungry?

Yes, punished.

Although they are all tall and tall adult men, they are all weak-legged chickens. After standing for a quarter of an hour, they couldn't bear it.

It is really used to being sloppy on weekdays, how long has it been so tense, it is really fatal.

In fact, no one asked them to straighten their bodies, but these sloppy young masters, under He Hongjin's oppressive pressure, unconsciously stiffened, not even daring to breathe.

Therefore, standing for a long time, everything is a little unbearable.

However, He Hongjin did not speak, and no one dared to move.

He didn't ask any more questions, and just had a sombre face, looking at the brothers of the Zhou family with a serious expression like eagles and wolves, slowly exhausting himself.

The old lady on the side, except that her face became paler, remained unchanged, like a real clay sculpture, without a trace of expression.

Another quarter of an hour passed, Zhou Zutang scolded Zhou Zu'an a hundred times in his heart, couldn't bear it any longer, and was the first to speak, "Grandfather said that he wants to get closer..."

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't continue.

Zhou Zu'an, that damn thing, opened his mouth and scolded someone that an innocent girl wants to seduce people, so his virtue is not so good as to get married, but to make enemies.

He Jiayu suddenly raised his head, fuck, the Zhou family dared to get the idea of ​​the fourth younger sister, so why not go to heaven?
He Hongjin's complexion darkened, and he turned to look at his mother. The old lady who had been silent all night finally had a reaction, and she said heavily, "I don't know."

That's right, his mother took great pains to train a few girls, not for the benefit of the Zhou family. Obviously the Zhou family is greedy, Xiao misses his He family's daughter, and even more misses his He family's property.

Over the years, he has turned a blind eye to the old lady's financial assistance to his natal family. The left and right are the old lady's private money, as long as the old lady is happy, let her do it.

The result is that their hearts are raised.

Huh~
Is it easy to calculate when he is the He family?

The atmosphere was condensed again, heavy and oppressive.

The Zhou brothers are not stupid, and the old lady's attitude couldn't be more obvious. They took it for granted that the daughter of the He family would not marry Zhou Jialang.

In the hall, there were only the old lady, the old man, He Jiayu and the brothers of the Zhou family. The servants were all cleared out, and even the mother Ji, who had always been around the old lady, was not there. She was still sick, so she couldn't be on duty.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The sound of knocking on the table sounded again, like knocking on the hearts of the brothers of the Zhou family, once, twice, three times, four times...

The thick red satin door curtain embroidered with rich and noble peonies was picked up from the outside, and Zhou Zu'an, with a pale face, staggered in.

(End of this chapter)

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