Uncle is aggressive

Chapter 208
"I won't go back." Cheng Xunxun replied indifferently, put a cut piece of steak into his mouth, chewed for a while, looked up at Yu Xuejun, looked at her with smiling eyes, and said with a smile: "Are you happy?"

Yu Xuejun was slightly stunned, smiled slightly, and said: "As long as you feel happy, I will respect your decision. I only hope that you can live in peace and stability. Your grandfather entrusted me with the same way back then. So, I have always been I don't agree with you going back, since the matter has passed, there is no need for you to get involved."

"I am very happy that you are back. In the next few years, I will gradually step down from my position. I have more free time, and I will spend more time with you. After I come back, what are your plans? Do you want to continue Going back to the company, or do you want to do something else?"

Cheng Xunxun shrugged and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, let's celebrate the New Year first. Dad, can you come to celebrate the New Year with me this year?"

"Yes." He nodded.

"That's great, I'll start preparing in the next few days."

Yu Xuejun glanced at her, thought for a while, and didn't ask any more questions, only responded with a smile.

After the meal, the two took a walk together, Yu Xuejun sent her home, and he left after seeing her enter the door.Cheng Xunxun stood leaning against the door panel, and when she heard the sound of the car going away, she dropped her luggage and let out a long sigh of relief.

Inside the house, only the light at the entrance was turned on, and the whole room was dark and deserted.The smile on Cheng Xunxun's face slowly fell, and he stood there for a while before changing his shoes, bent over and picked up the suitcase on the ground, went upstairs first, and put the luggage back in the room .

The house lit up little by little, and when she came down, it was already brightly lit. She lit up all the lights in the house, then went to the living room and turned on the TV.When the voice sounded, she breathed a sigh of relief again. Looking at the TV screen, she smiled slightly, and finally she was not so deserted.

She didn't stop, she took off her coat and started cleaning.

When the phone rang, she was kneeling on the ground wiping the floor with a rag. She wiped from upstairs to downstairs without stopping. She finally stopped what she was doing, stood up, walked to the dining table, and looked Glanced at the phone screen.

"Hello." She pulled out the chair and sat down, and threw the rag in her hand on the table. She felt tired after stopping.

The caller was Chen Yujian, "What are you doing?"

After sitting for a while, Cheng Xunxun felt a little thirsty, so he got up and went to the kitchen to pour water, saying, "Clean up."

"After sitting on the plane for so long, do you still have the energy to clean up?"

"I'm young, I'm full of sleep on the plane, and I don't feel sleepy for the time being. I wanted to call you after cleaning and taking a shower, but I didn't expect you to call first." She smiled and took a sip of water, He turned around and left the kitchen with the cup in hand, went to the living room, picked up the remote control and started to change channels, saying, "I'm home, you don't have to worry."

"I'm not worried." He laughed.

Cheng Xunxun raised his eyebrows, looked up at his watch, and said, "Really? Then why are you calling me?"

Before Chen Yujian could say anything more, she chuckled lightly and said, "Okay, go ahead, I'm going to take a shower after I rest for a while, and I'm going to bed after I'm back in Edinburgh. You really don’t have to worry. Except for being a little lonely, everything else is fine.”

"Hang up, goodbye." After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone, threw it aside, and sat on the sofa watching TV, but she didn't know what was on the TV at all, so she sat there for a while After that, continue to get up and wipe off the rest of the floor, then take a shower and go to bed.

Zhou Yanqing recuperated in the hospital until three days before the Chinese New Year before returning home. During his hospital days, He Jiali took good care of him. Basically, he came to the hospital every day and asked him to rest in the hospital until he recovered from his injuries.He Jiali insisted on this, Zhou Yanqing had no choice but to move the work to the hospital.

By the way, I handed over to Song Xihe some situations that had to be entertained.

After leaving the hospital, the atmosphere of the New Year was already strong outside, An Yu came to pick him up and He Jiali wanted to prepare dinner at home.

An Yu said: "I'm going back to the old house on New Year's Eve. I've consulted the doctor. Your waist is recovering well. The long-distance bus shouldn't be a problem."

"En." Zhou Yanqing responded without asking further questions.

An Yu glanced at him sideways. Zhou Yanqing was looking down at the document with a focused expression and no other extra thoughts.An Yu smiled, and said: "Don't look at it in the car, you can go home in time, with your letter and your current status, there is no need to fight so hard. Besides, the people around you are all elites. With them around, you can also go home." There will be no problem."

Zhou Yanqing stopped turning, raised her eyelids, glanced sideways at her, and said with a smile: "No matter how good Xinhe is now, I don't need to work hard, others can easily surpass you. When everyone is working hard, you How can you relax?"

"That's not necessary. Dad didn't ask you too much."

He turned his head, took a deep look at her, fell silent for a moment, and twitched the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "What I'm trying to do is what I want, what does it have to do with my dad? Hello, yes For him, it's the icing on the cake, my life is not controlled by him, and he doesn't ask me for anything, it doesn't mean I don't have requirements for myself."

The two eyes met, and after looking at each other for a while, An Yu nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, but you should also take care of your own body, don't try too hard."

"Of course, if you earn so much money, you have to save your life to make your life worthwhile, right?"

An Yu sneered, reached out and took the document in his hand, and put it aside, "So, don't read it in the car."

Zhou Yanqing raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Okay, then I won't watch it."

Two days before New Year's Eve, all the employees of the company were on holiday. After He Jiali's careful arrangement, the Song residence was filled with celebration, and red lanterns were hung up.

The weather was fine, Zhou Yanqing was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea, Song Jing went shopping with Chen Yanyi, An Yu went out after lunch, and went somewhere, Song Xihe never came back.

Song Peili was playing chess with the old housekeeper, while Zhou Yanqing sat by himself, occasionally looking at his phone, and occasionally watching them play chess.At this time, a servant came to deliver a message. Zhou Yanqing took a sip of tea, talked to Song Peili, got up and entered the room.

He Jiali was in the room. He walked upstairs slowly. The door was open. He stood at the door and knocked lightly. He Jiali heard the sound, looked back at him, and said with a smile, "Come in when you come. No need to knock." Door, I don’t have so much etiquette here.”

Zhou Yanqing smiled slightly, and walked in with a cane. He Jiali hurriedly pulled the chair over and said, "Sit down first."

When Zhou Yanqing sat down, He Jiali brought a suit of clothes and said, "I prepared these for Dou Lanying, you can give them to her for me, and say you prepared them."

He Jiali took the clothes out of the bag and held them in front of him, "See if she likes it. If not, I'll call Song Jing right now. She's in the mall now. I'll go over and talk to her right now." Let’s pick and choose one piece.”

Zhou Yanqing glanced at He Jiali's face, and said with a smile, "It's pretty good, since you're all prepared, why don't you go there in person?"

He Jiali smiled slightly, walked to the bed, folded the clothes, put them back in the bag, and said, "You are more suitable for this than me. After all, she raised you with her own hands. I have asked, and she has always been very It hurts you."

"That's because she didn't know at the time that I was not her biological son. If she had known earlier, I might have died."

"That's not necessarily true. If she knows that you are not her own son, she will definitely keep you and keep you to find her own son. She treats you so well, which shows that she really loves her little one." Son, when she gave birth to her youngest son, she was really close to death, and I would have imagined that she would love you so much." As she spoke, she stuffed the set of clothes she had carefully selected into Zhou Yanqing's hand, saying : "I don't want to bother her when it's Chinese New Year. It's better for you to send her there."

Zhou Yanqing looked at her for a moment, looked down at the clothes in her hand, narrowed her eyes slightly, thought for a while, and asked, "Mom, will you regret it?"

When He Jiali heard the sound, she paused for a while before she laughed, "What?"

"Will you regret the original decision? If you were asked to choose again, would you change it?"

Her eyes moved slightly, Zhou Yanqing's expression was calm as usual, there was nothing unusual in his eyes, he just looked at her intently, waiting for her to answer.

He Jiali pursed her lips, turned her gaze away after a while, took a step forward, bent over and sat on the sofa beside her, smiled faintly, and said, "If I choose again, I won't, I will let you stay in my around."

"But without my last step, what about our revenge plan? Don't you hate it?"

"Hate, of course I hate. Even if Tang Shijin is dead, even if Zhou Jingyang's life is worse than death in our hands, I still hate it, and I hate it to the bone. I saw my eldest son under the beam with my own eyes. He was burned to death alive. At that time, he was already a toddler, and I took a step slower. Just one step, he fell in front of my eyes, full of pain, stretched out his little hand, and called me mother. He would only Call mom."

As He Jiali said, her hands were clasped tightly, her eyes were slightly red, that scene, even if she died, she would never forget it, she would never forget it, "It is me who should die, not him. The living person will always be the last painfully."

She reached out and took Zhou Yanqing's hand, held it tightly, looked down at their intertwined hands, and said, "I'm not a competent mother, and being my son made you suffer, I'm sorry. "

Zhou Yanqing frowned imperceptibly, and glanced at her sideways. He Jiali had a faint smile on her face, but her eyes revealed infinite sadness. After a long silence, He Jiali wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and patted She patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go, I won't have time to see her tomorrow, and we'll leave for the old house after lunch tomorrow."

Zhou Yanqing can see clearly that in this world, some resentment can never be let go, even if revenge is avenged, that kind of resentment will not disappear because the other party gets retribution, the pain they burned in her heart It's too deep, so deep that it won't heal in this lifetime.

He sat with He Jiali in the room for a while, then left with the suit and went to the small building behind.

The small building is also decorated with joy, full of the atmosphere of the New Year, but the inside of the house is still deserted and lifeless.Zhou Yanqing pushed the door open and went in, and a gust of cool air blew out from inside, without even turning on the heater.

When Meihua heard the movement, she walked out quickly, and when she saw Zhou Yanqing, she immediately called out respectfully.

"Where is the old lady?"

"It's in the tea room."

Zhou Yanqing nodded, and walked straight to the tea room. Meihua wisely did not follow, but went about her own business.Zhou Yanqing walked to the door of the tea room, and wanted to raise his hand to knock on the door, but he raised his hand, but instead of knocking down, he held the doorknob. The door was ajar, and he pushed lightly, and a gap appeared , Looking from here, you can just see Dou Lanying.

She didn't sit still like before, she seemed to be knitting. Zhou Yanqing stood at the door for a while before pushing the door in.From the time he entered the door to the time he walked in front of her, during the whole process, Dou Lanying didn't look up at him, she just lowered her head and focused on knitting.

"It's me." Zhou Yanqing said.

He waited for a while, but Dou Lanying had no intention of responding at all. Zhou Yanqing lowered her eyes and silently raised her lips and smiled, then took a step back, bent over and sat down, took a cup by herself, and poured tea.By the way, he put the bag in his hand on the table and said, "It's Chinese New Year, I bought you a new set of clothes, see if you like it."

Although he knew that Dou Lanying would not have any response, he still finished what he had to say on his own, and then began to sit quietly, drinking tea by himself. The location of the tea room is good, with plenty of sunlight, sitting by the window to bask in the sun, Drinking tea is very pleasant.He sometimes looked out the window, and sometimes turned his head to watch Dou Lanying knitting.

Her technique seems to be quite skilled, Dou Lanying did not do this kind of thing in the past, at least in Zhou Yanqing's memory, there has never been such a picture.On the bridge of her nose was a pair of glasses that looked like reading glasses.This kind of Dou Lanying looks like an ordinary old woman, but it is easier to get close to her.

When the sun was setting, Dou Lanying finally stopped knitting and reached out to take a few scarves of different colors from the seat next to her, which should have been knitted by herself.She put the scarf on her lap, then pushed the wheelchair, and slowly moved to Zhou Yanqing.

Zhou Yanqing narrowed her eyes slightly, and slowly sat up straight. This was the first time in the past four years that Zhou Yanqing saw Dou Lanying look like this, and her eyes became a little more focused.She put a big red scarf on the table and said, "This is for my daughter Zhou Chan."

Then there was a black one, "This is for Old Zhou Zhou Yanzhen."

Afterwards, there were five scarves, one for the eldest, the second, the third, and the sixth. She said, "Please give them to them for me, please."

Zhou Yanqing looked at her for a long while, and glanced sideways at the colorful scarves on the table, each of which had no heavy color. He didn't speak, but a smile appeared on his lips.He saw that there was a navy blue one on her lap, so naturally he would not care about these things.

The old lady picked up the last one, shook her hands slightly, held it in front of his eyes, and said, "This is for Lao Wu." She said it clearly.

Zhou Yanqing raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and met her gaze.

"You know who I'm talking about." She added, as if afraid that he might misunderstand something.

Zhou Yanqing snorted, reached out to hold her hand, took the scarf in her hand, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Of course I know who you are talking about, I will let someone arrest you Bring your heart to your children."

Dou Lanying didn't say anything more, she lowered her head and started knitting after a while, her hands were very fast.

Zhou Yanqing didn't have any thoughts. After drinking the tea in the cup, she stood up, arranged the scarves on the table, and said, "I'm leaving."

Dou Lanying heard the sound, frowned slightly, and said, "Wait."

Zhou Yanqing tilted his head, crossed his arms with both hands, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he didn't ask why.He sat for a while, thought for a while, and said, "I'll go upstairs to see the old man."

This time, she didn't react much, and only focused on the matter at hand.Zhou Yanqing went to the attic. The door of the attic was made of iron bars, and there was a dog hole under it, which was specially reserved for the servants to deliver meals.

Zhou Yanqing took the key and went upstairs. Zhou Jingyang, who was staying in the attic without seeing the sun, heard his footsteps from far to near, and then stopped in front of the door.

His voice was old and hoarse, coming from the door, "Who?"

Zhou Yanqing opened the door with the key, waved aside the black curtain, bent over and walked in, and said with a smile, "It's me."

The attic was dark, and Zhou Jingyang hid himself in the dark. After a while, he smiled sullenly and said, "You still have the face to see me?"

Zhou Yanqing searched for a long time before turning on the light. The moment the pale light came on, Zhou Jingyang couldn't help closing his eyes. His hands and feet were in heavy shackles, and he sat on the bed with his back arched, like a thousand-year-old demon. The moment he opened his eyes, Zhou Yanqing could clearly see the anger and hatred in his eyes.

He smiled, went to open the small window, a gust of cold wind blew in, and said with a smile: "It's all like this, and the temper is still so stubborn, is it useful?"

"You beast! I should have skinned you alive back then!" Suddenly there was the sound of iron chains dragging the floor, and he stood up, apparently wanting to rush over, but his range of movement was not enough to touch Zhou Yanqing .

Zhou Jingyang became very thin, his cheeks were sunken, and when his eyes were wide open, his appearance of being neither human nor ghost looked very terrifying.

"You wait, you wait! My son will come back sooner or later and make your life worse than death! You won't be happy for long! What happened back then, any of you would do the same! Don't blame me! Blame it! Blame Song Xuejin for being injured! Song Peili should thank me for not killing them all and let him survive! He is repaying his kindness!"

"It's the same with you, I've raised you for so many years! How dare you treat me like this, you white-eyed wolf, a heartless bastard! I shouldn't have spared your life! If it wasn't for you, our Zhou family wouldn't be like this! Who I can move it, Zhou Jingyang! Ah! I dare to eat people, who can move me! You people will definitely die!"

Zhou Yanqing was leaning against the window with his arms crossed, facing his evil words calmly and without any irritation. He had said these words many times, almost every time he came here, he heard them once, and said with a smile: "It's the New Year's Eve! .”

Zhou Jingyang's eyes moved slightly, his thin body swayed, and he rushed over again, pulled his feet hard, bent his knee, and knelt on the ground with one knee. He still cares about his dignity to this day, and has not Let yourself fall too ugly.Holding the ground with one hand, he slowly stood up again, "Beast, you will suffer retribution for treating me like this."

"Really? Then I hope you can see the day when I will be punished." He smiled slightly and said, "Happy New Year, Uncle Zhou."

As he said that, he also took out the wallet from his pocket, took out all the cash in it, and threw it at him directly, "This is my tribute to you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, ignoring Zhou Jingyang's cursing behind him, the iron door closed with a bang, and his voice became softer.

Zhou Yanqing didn't expect that when he went downstairs, Dou Lanying was sitting on the edge of the stairs, as if she was waiting for him, holding all those scarves in her hands, just waiting quietly for him to come down.

Zhou Yanqing walked downstairs slowly, stood in front of her, and said, "I promised you would help you, I will never forget."

Dou Lanying didn't pay attention to his words, but took out a maroon scarf from inside, and then waved at him, as if signaling him to bend over.Zhou Yanqing raised her eyebrows, thought for a moment, then walked over, bending down to meet her gaze.Dou Lanying hung the maroon scarf around his neck and wrapped it around, just right.

She only did this one action without saying anything, then held the other scarves in front of him and said, "Thank you."

The woolen scarf was very soft and warm. The smile on Zhou Yanqing's face faded a little. After a moment of distraction, she stood up straight, called Meihua over, asked her to take a bag to pack the scarves, and made them separately. mark.

When Zhou Yanqing left the small building, it was already dark.

Back at the main house, the living room was bustling with activity, Zhou Yanqing handed the bag to the servant.

Seeing him, He Jiali smiled and said, "I'm back, your father has something to see you in the study."

"Oh." Zhou Yanqing nodded.

When going upstairs, He Jiali came to help him and asked about Dou Lanying's situation. Before Zhou Yanqing came in, he had already put the scarf around his neck into a bag.

He said: "That's it, she doesn't talk, now Dou Lanying doesn't care about whether the clothes look good or not."

He Jiali was stunned for a moment, smiled lowly, and said, "You're right, I was thinking too much."

Zhou Yanqing pursed her lips and smiled, and went to the study. Just as An Yu came out, she smiled slightly when she saw him, and said, "Here we are."

"Ah."

"Dad is waiting for you."

"I know." He smiled, stepped forward and knocked on the door, then pushed the door and walked in. An Yu didn't follow, so he closed the door.Go to the desk and say, "Dad, you are looking for me."

"I thought about it for a long time, and I decided to accept Song Nuo and let him recognize his ancestors."

Zhou Yanqing was stunned when he heard the sound, and looked up at him. Song Peili said, "I originally wanted An Yu to take him over, but An Yu said that Xiao Nuo was not at home, and he couldn't find anyone. That's up to you." Bring him back yourself."

(End of this chapter)