The paranoid president replaces his wife

Chapter 477
Xiao Zhao came from behind, with a hesitant look on his face, struggling repeatedly whether he should say this or not.

Zong Minghao saw Xiao Zhao's expression from the reflection in the window, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

When Xiao Zhao heard Zong Minghao's question, he said in a low voice: "President, it's New Year's Eve today. The old lady has asked me several times."

"Not going." Zong Minghao rebuffed straight away: "After setting off the firecrackers in a while, we will set off for Tanzania."

"But..." Xiao Zhao's face was still full of confusion: "But at this time in previous years, you always stayed overnight at the ancestral hall?"

"Isn't Mingze in the ancestral hall? It's the same with him." Zong Minghao Yingying's eyes hide a desolation that others can't understand. Children and grandchildren, whoever goes is the same."

"Yes, President." Xiao Zhao stopped trying to persuade Zong Minghao.

How Zong Minghao got here during this time, he knows better than anyone else.

Xiao Zhao actually feels sorry for his own president.

But the person who wears the president's shoes is a member of the Zong family, so what can he say as an assistant?

"Go and eat something. After eating, it's time to go." Zong Minghao slowly raised his eyes, just looking at the fireworks in the sky.

Only when he looked at those fireworks, his eyes would be a little warmer.

Xiao Zhao also followed Zong Minghao's line of sight and looked towards the sky.

He knew that the president was missing the young mistress.

Alas, passion has always been disturbed by ruthlessness since ancient times!

At this moment, in the ancestral hall of the clan.

Zong Mingze knelt in front of the ancestors of the clan, kowtowed reverently, and then burned the scriptures he copied one by one.Then he silently recited scriptures on the side.

The butler of Zhuangdong Bieyuan came to Zong Mingze's side in small steps, lowered his waist, and said in a low voice: "Second young master, Ms. Ding beside the old lady has been waiting at the door for a long time."

Zong Mingze slowly raised his eyes, looked at his housekeeper, and calmly replied, "Please go back."

"But, today is New Year's Eve. The old lady is still waiting for you to go back to eat at the mansion!" The housekeeper of Zhuangdong's other courtyard is also full of bitterness!The young masters are all competing with the old lady, and no one is willing to go back to eat and celebrate the New Year. How can this year be passed!

Zong Mingze lowered his eyes again and said, "Brother is busy with business this year, so he doesn't care about keeping the New Year's Eve in the ancestral hall. So this year, I will keep the New Year's Eve. Go and tell Ms. Ding to let grandma eat and drink at the mansion. Good. The unworthy descendants are here to apologize to the ancestors!"

After finishing speaking, Zong Mingze remained silent and continued to chant scriptures silently.

The butler saw that there was nothing to persuade him, so he turned around and left the ancestral hall, and said with a wry smile to Ms. Ding outside the door: "I have already persuaded the second young master, but the second young master just refuses to go back. You are also in trouble."

Ms. Ding shook her head helplessly, and said: "In the past, when the Chinese New Year was not a lively one? Even if the second young master was ill before, he always celebrated the New Year with the old lady! This year everything finally got better, and in the end... ... Cough, there is no way around this kind of thing! I will trouble you today, and I will go back and talk to the old lady right now."

The butler nodded and said, "Okay, then be careful on the way back."

"Oh, I see." Ms. Ding waved her hand, turned around, got into the car, and returned to the old Zong family's house.

Ms. Ding got out of the car and subconsciously looked at the gate of the old Zong family's house.

It is still so majestic and majestic, but it is much colder than before.

On New Year's Eve in previous years, the gates were very lively.

But this year is deserted, as if it is another world.

On New Year's Eve, the Eldest Young Master refused to come back, and the Second Young Master claimed to make atonement with his ancestors, so he knelt in the ancestral hall and refused to come back for the reunion dinner.

Even if Mr. and Mrs. did not come back.

The husband said that he would celebrate the holiday with the duke of a country, and by the way, establish a good relationship and plan to invest in this country in the coming year.

Madam said that she wants to have dinner with the princess of a country, and talk about fashion in the coming year, and plans to set up another fashion company in the consortium.

It seems like everyone is busy.

However, Ms. Ding knows that behind everyone's busyness is a heart full of holes.

When Ms. Ding returned to the old lady's yard, she could see from a distance under the cold lanterns that she was the only one sitting alone in front of the huge dining table, staring in a daze at the large table of food.

Ms. Ding saw that the food on the table was the favorite of the two young masters.

However, this table of dishes is destined to be eaten by no one.

Ms. Ding entered the room gently, Mrs. Zong first looked up full of surprise and expectation, and when she saw clearly that Ms. Ding came back alone, the look in her eyes instantly went out.

Ms. Ding didn't say anything, she just stood quietly beside Mrs. Zong.

Mrs. Zong gave a wry smile, shook her head silently, and said slowly, "Give this table to the servants."

After saying this, Mrs. Zong slowly got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Ms. Ding reached out to help Mrs. Zong, but Mrs. Zong waved her hand and walked to the bedroom by herself.

Ms. Ding stood where she was, looking at Mrs. Zong's originally straight back, she seemed to be bent a lot in an instant.

Ms. Ding couldn't bear it in her heart, but she didn't know how to comfort the old lady.

After all, this path was chosen by herself.

Mrs. Zong staggered back to the bedroom, just sat down on the chair, and took a while to breathe.

She raised her head slowly, looking at the black and white wedding photos taken during the Republic of China period hanging on the wall.

In the photo, she is smiling like a flower.

In the photo, he is handsome and handsome.

Time is merciless, she was beautiful back then, but now she is gray-haired.

The god of death is cold, and the handsome man has been silent in the underworld for many years.

"Old man, I'm sorry for you!" Mrs. Zong looked at her wedding photos back then, and couldn't help crying: "I failed to manage this family well, everything is my fault! When you went, you Tell me, let me take the helm, don't let this family fall apart. But, this family is still... going to fall apart... What did I do wrong? Why are you treating me so cruelly? I'm just for this family , forced Qin Liuyue away! But why did a mere little girl mess up this family?"

"Hongwen said that all the daughters of the Li family are witches. Our sons and grandsons are all fascinated by the daughters of the Li family. I am also for the good of our children. How would I know that such a thing happened? Mrs. Zong couldn't help crying: "If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't drive away our granddaughter-in-law just to agree with our daughter-in-law? Old man, please bless our family with the spirit of heaven! Our family , can't just break up like this!"

As she spoke, Mrs. Zong couldn't help sobbing.

Ms. Ding outside heard Mrs. Zong's cry, she frowned, thinking about finding a way.

Otherwise, the Zong family will really break up.

(End of this chapter)