Dad, Did You Study Today?

“Go home, go home!”

The lively atmosphere that was about to blow the roof off the house suddenly cooled down.

The crowd said goodbye and left in a clean and neat manner. In the blink of an eye, the room was empty.

The excitement dissipated, and loneliness fell.

Zhou Huaishan sat diagonally on the chair, his head half resting on the backrest, looking up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle. There was a pool of tears in his eyes, and his nose was sore.

“Brother Shan.”

Wang Jin leaned to the side of Zhou Huaishan and looked at him silently for a while. At the moment when Zhou Huaishan’s tears were about to burst out, Wang Jin spoke.

It scared Zhou Huaishan.

Zhou Huaishan turned his head and saw Wang Jin's big face. Zhou Huaishan raised his hand and pushed him away with disgust, "Why are you still here?"

Wang Jin leaned forward again, "I'll sleep here today."

Zhou Huaishan suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Get lost!"

Zhou Huailin hurriedly said, "Second brother, there are guest rooms at home. It's so late, and you have to go to the Imperial College tomorrow morning. Don't bother, just let him sleep."

Wang Jin immediately pecked at the rice, "Just let me sleep."

Said like a homeless little pitiful child.

Zhou Huaishan stared at him without saying anything.

Wang Jin said, "If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent, then I will sleep."

Zhou Huaishan sighed, waved his hands casually, and glanced to the side.

This Wang Jin is actually about the same age as Su Heng. At most, he is two or three years older than Su Heng and the same age as Shen Li.

No matter what, Wang Jin shouldn't be so close to him at his age.

Zhao Dacheng got close to him at first, firstly because they were both playboys, and secondly because they were of similar age.

Both were fathers of children of fifteen or sixteen years old, and both were middle-aged men in their thirties.

But Wang Jin.

It is reasonable that young men in their teens and twenties cannot play together!

Wang Jin got Zhou Huaishan's words, and happily followed Zhou Huailin out. Looking at Wang Jin's back, Zhou Huaishan sighed.

He didn't expect that those old guys would come to Qing Yatou's wedding this time.

But Wang Chengkai didn't come.

Wang Jin said that Wang Chengkai was not feeling well these days and couldn't come.

Why should I explain this to him?

He is not Rongyang Hou now, he is Zhou Huaishan of Qingyang Village.

Zhou Huaishan sighed sullenly, and his thoughts drifted to Wang Jin again.

He still remembers what Wang Jin's father Wang Chengkai looked like when he was young, which is completely different from Wang Jin now. It is impossible to tell that Wang Jin is Wang Chengkai's son. The two look nothing alike.

After thinking about Wang Jin and Wang Chengkai for a while, Zhou Huaishan's depression was dispelled. He got up from the chair lazily, stretched his body, turned around and went back to the house to prepare for sleep.

Tomorrow morning, that Zhou Baopiqing will come to wake him up!

As soon as he entered the house, Zhou Huaishan saw a heap of him lying on the bed.

"Fuck! Wang Jin, why are you sleeping here with me!"

Wang Jin rolled inside with the quilt in his arms, showing his head and looking at Zhou Huaishan, "Brother Shan, let me have a night talk with you."

Zhou Huaishan took a few steps forward and pulled Wang Jin down.

"Talk about shit, get out of here! Sleep in the guest room, or go back to your home! Come down!"

Wang Jin wrapped himself in the quilt tightly, "No, I'm lying down!"

Zhou Huaishan.

Wang Jin smiled shamelessly, "Brother Shan, just one night, one night!"

Zhou Huaishan just wanted to slap this dog.

Dali Temple Mansion.

Shen He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. All he could think about were the words Zhou Qing said during the day.

Those words were like little bugs crawling in his brain.

Huang made Shen He feel uneasy and didn't sleep for half the night. Finally, he couldn't help but said, "Brother He, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Shen He sighed and didn't say anything.

Huang became more and more uneasy. She sat up and looked at the people around her in the moonlight outside. Shen He was still open-eyed.

Huang tried to probe, "Is it for Mingzhu's marriage? Mingzhu likes the prince of Ning Wangfu, but... it's the most correct choice for her to marry the second prince. It's better for her to make a fuss now than to have difficulties in the future."

Shen He turned to look at Huang.

"Did Chen'er really die back then?"

Huang's hands trembled suddenly, and her whole body seemed to be poured with ice water.

Fortunately, it was hard to tell how pale her face was in the night.

"Brother He, do you miss your sister again? I miss my sister too, for so many years, I..."

Huang wiped her tears to hide the fear in her body.

Shen He sighed and held Huang's hand, "Why is it so cold?"

Huang's hand was like an ice cube, trembling slightly in Shen He's palm. Shen He was startled and stood up to touch Huang's forehead, "You don't have a fever, but you are short of breath again?"

Huang changed the subject, "Mingzhu's wedding will be in a few days. I have been busy these days. Maybe I am overworked."

Shen He looked at her and raised his hand to stroke the hair beside her ears, "Let the servants do these things, you can rest."

Said Shen He sighed again.

Huang looked at Shen He's expression carefully. Although it was not clear in the night, she could feel that Shen He had a huge worry in his heart.

She knew what Shen He was worried about, and she knew that she would not be at peace until she got rid of this worry.

"Brother He, why did you ask me like that just now? Did someone say anything?"

Shen He nodded and sighed, "I'm going to see Zhou Qing today."

Huang's heart tightened and she looked at Shen He.

"Zhou Qing seems to hate me."

Huang was out of breath, trying her best to calm down and pretending to be surprised, "Hate you? Why? Because of the friction with Mingzhu?"

Chen Tan shook his head, "She seems to be doing it for Chen'er. Today she asked me if I knew how Chen'er died. She also asked me if I knew if Chen'er was dead or not."

Huang almost fell over as soon as her vision went dark.

She took two big silent breaths.

"Brother Brown, I don't know why Zhou Qing said that, but if my sister is still alive, why doesn't she come back after so many years?

Even if she doesn't miss me and I miss my parents, doesn't she also miss you?

She has such a deep relationship with you, how could she not come back? "

Huang looked at Shen Brown for a moment, watching his reaction.

Chen Brown groaned, his voice trembling a little, "Yes, why doesn't she come back? Tell me, is she?"

Huang grabbed Shen Brown's hand, "No, Brother Brown, none of that. My sister is gone. She was gone when she fell down. She is really gone!"

"Then Zhou Qing, why does he look so similar to her? That's all. Why does Zhou Qing hate me and say such things?

Her words made me feel that Chen'er was not dead, and made me feel that Chen'er was her mother. "

Huang shuddered.

But now, she had no time to panic.

"Brother Brown has been working with Duke Zhen. Zhou Qing married Shen Li, so naturally he was helping Shen Li. Maybe she did this because Shen Li taught her, just to make you change your ways, Brother Brown."