Rebirth of Miss Jiao of the Republic of China

Tang Jiao sat on the swing on the balcony swaying with a Buddhist scripture on her lap. She raised her face, as if feeling the breath of the wind and the warmth of the sun.

It's really a good weather.

After shaking for a while, she changed her posture, raised her legs, curled up, and moved the small pillow aside, lethargic.

She wondered about the current situation in a daze. In the past few days, Zhou Shanshan's eyebrows were smiling, and things must have changed in Duanmu Jingyu. In fact, Tang Jiao really doesn't care about the grievances between Hongmen Bajun and Duanmu's family, what does it have to do with her?

Tang Jiao's doing this this time is nothing more than thinking of his past kindness and businessman's instinct.

Who is Qi Ye? He pays a catty and pays 16 taels!

Thinking of this, Tang Jiao smiled softly.

Although it was a smile, it didn't last long.

"Dididi!" The voice of the car came. Tang Jiao followed the gap in the railing and looked downstairs. Hu Ruyu, wearing a wonderful cheongsam, twisted his slender waist and greeted him out of the door.

She personally opened the car door for Tang Zhiyong, leaning in Tang Zhiyong's ear for not knowing what she said, causing Tang Zhiyong to show a meaningful smile.

Tang Zhiyong actually ignored her being in the courtyard, took advantage of the situation and gave her a hug, and the two quickly separated.

Tang Zhiyong returned to seriousness, but Hu Ruyu followed him, and the two entered the door one after another.

Tang Jiao looked at their expressions, her pretty face suddenly became frosty.

It was her father, Tang Jiao really wanted to say something, a good pair of dogs and men.

Tang Jiao knew in her heart that Tang Heng's peace of mind these days was because she was really scared. But Hu Ruyu is not anymore.

She rubbed the railing, feeling cold, she was so peaceful these few days, maybe she was holding her big move.

Tang Jiao bowed her head and turned to go out.

Before Mrs. Tang went out, Tang Jiao went downstairs. Sure enough, Tang Zhiyong and Hu Ruyu were tugging on the sofa in the living room.

"Ahem!" Tang Jiao coughed.

Tang Zhiyong immediately separated from Hu Ruyu. Hu Ruyu blushed and said softly, "Why did Jiaojiao go downstairs? Are you hungry?"

Tang Jiao asked with a smile, "Auntie Yu, can't I go downstairs now?"

She leaned on the stairs and asked with a smile: "Every time my father is here, Aunt Yu wants us all to disappear."

Tang Jiao's words made Hu Ruyu's face even redder.

She looked at Tang Zhiyong for help, and Tang Zhiyong immediately said, "Yoyou talk to the elders."

Tang Jiao chuckles and laughs, thinking you are really interesting, dare to ask what elder Hu Ruyu is?

She came directly to the two of them, laid lazily on the sofa, and looked up and down Hu Ruyu.

Hu Ruyu was a little hairy when she saw her. I don't know why. Since coming back this time, she felt that this little girl looked at people hairy. But this is the case, Hu Ruyu is not afraid of her.

She has a way to deal with her, it just depends on whether she wants it or not.

"Auntie Yu, where were you when you didn't reunite with my father?" Tang Jiao asked suddenly.

Hu Ruyu immediately: "Naturally live alone."

She smiled a bit sadly, gently and softly, and then said softly: "Actually, I am a woman with a child, and there are always a lot of things that I don't follow. But fortunately, I have read and written and can be a tutor. What's wrong. This way, I just make do with it."

Tang Zhiyong couldn't see Hu Ruyu's sadness, every time he hated his incompetence at the beginning. If it weren't for the Tang family, he wouldn't have failed Hu Ruyu.

"It's gone, it's all gone."

Hu Ruyu had tears in her eyes and did not fall, and she looked even more fragile and strong.

Tang Zhiyong turned his head and glared at his daughter, and said, "Why are you so good to mention this? For adults, children should not ask about it."

Tang Jiao smiled and didn't feel annoyed at all. She held Tang Zhiyong childishly, but suddenly pulled Tang Zhiyong's hand from Hu Ruyu's side. She raised her chin, with a little arrogant temper.

"Father is mine, don't grab Aunt Yu. I will cry too."

Tang Zhiyong was supposed to be angry, but he smiled again after seeing her so childish.

"Who hired you again."

Tang Jiao shook her head, "Neither."

Seemingly inadvertently, Tang Jiao suddenly looked up at Hu Ruyu and asked, "Aunt Yu, whose family do you work as a tutor?"

She blinked: "I heard, the school is going to organize us to go to Yangzhou. Isn't Aunt Yu from Yangzhou? I can thank you in your place. After all, they took good care of you and Aheng."

She held Tang Zhiyong seriously: "Father, do you think I am great?"

Tang Zhiyong didn't expect this to happen. He thought it was his daughter, he was thoughtful.

He nodded: "There is some truth in what I said, but if you are a girl to thank you, even if you want to go, dad will go there."

"No need." Hu Ruyu said suddenly, she quickly reduced the rush of her words, smiled softly, and whispered: "No one needs to go. Actually, they didn't take care of me much. Even though I was at their home. They are tutors, but they also treat our mothers and daughters as subordinates. If you scold or scold us, where and where can I take care of them? If you say thank them, no matter how kind, I don’t think I can do it. Arrived."

Hu Ruyu shed tears. She raised her head to stare at Tang Zhiyong, biting her lip: "Zhiyong, shall we not mention them? Mentioning them makes me uncomfortable."

Tang Zhiyong's heart melted when he heard it.

"Well, don't mention it! It's my fault, it's because I didn't find you earlier, and made you wronged."

Tang Zhiyong got up and hugged Hu Ruyu in his arms, and patted gently: "I'm not afraid."

Tang Jiaowo didn't move on the sofa. Just looking at them two, she suddenly sighed and said, "Aunt Yu, it's me who is not good. Can you forgive me?"

Hu Ruyu didn't expect her to say this, but she was taken aback, but soon, she smiled softly and generously: "Nothing."

She raised her lips: "You are still a child, and you don't know the past, so there is nothing to mention."

Only quickly, she paused and asked, "Why are you going to Yangzhou for women's school? I haven't heard Aheng say it."

Although she still looked gentle and gentle, Tang Jiao heard a trace of questioning in her voice.

She smiled brightly, and lightly opened her lips: "It's internal news, I heard from a good friend. Of course Aheng won't know! But it may be cancelled. It is said that some school directors feel that it is not safe to go outside."

She stood up and twisted her waist: "I really envy Aunt Yu, I'm not tired from walking all day long. I just twisted and felt my waist almost broke. Sure enough, I was born and thought about it. Learning is different."

With a simple mockery, Tang Jiao stretched her waist and said, "I'll go to the door and wait for my mother."

Regardless of what Tang's father thought, Tang Jiao jumped to the gate, and she found a stone and sat down.

He raised his chin.

Seeing that Aunt Yu, who was in charge of cleaning, secretly looked over here, met her eyes, staying in a hurry. Tang Jiao grinned.

Hu Ruyu's past experience was faulty, and the initial answer seemed to be an answer that he had thought of long ago.

Then the refusal is just to fool those stupid men who only rely on the lower body to think.

Is a big family a tutor?

Just like Hu Ruyu?

Tang Jiao couldn't help thinking maliciously, if there really was such a tutor, then Dafang would have been ruined for eight lifetimes.

However, this month is about to pass, Hu Ruyu is very good, just holding back Tang Zhiyong's room. Not only were they different rooms, they had to tease every day, which made Tang Zhiyong look at Mrs. Tang even more unpleasant, and he seemed to be looking for trouble in the past few days.

It's a deliberate one.

She sneered, and thought how could she have such a stupid father.

I really don't want to comment on it.

"Why is Jiaojiao sitting here?" When Mrs. Tang came back, she saw her daughter sitting at the gate, silly and pitiful.

She felt distressed all at once, "What's the matter?"

Tang Jiao was not afraid of her mother's uncomfortable feelings: "There is no way, Hu Ruyu used his vixen skills in the house, I can only come out."

Mrs. Tang was embarrassed by what she said, and complained: "Girls, don't talk so badly."

Tang Jiao snorted, holding Mrs. Tang to walk in, temptingly: "I know my mother still likes Daddy, but if a man changes his heart. It's useless. Remember, what is she like Hu Ruyu? I can barely be called Erfang, or a female cousin. What is my dad, the prostitute. Really, you take them seriously, and they really think they are the same. Actually, what is it!"

Mrs. Tang stopped and looked at her daughter unexpectedly with deep eyes. As if she didn't understand her daughter.

Regardless of those, Tang Jiao continued to say: "In these years, powerful and powerful will be able to stand. Even if my father is an official, he is just a clear water yamen. Part of his expenditure now is your dowry. Your dowry is. Why should he spend his private money to raise a child? After raising a child, I want to make a big money for you. Do you think it is possible?"

Mrs. Tang was silent.

Tang Jiao's voice was a little bewildering, she whispered softly: "Mother, your money is your money, and the Tang family's money is the Tang family's money."

Mrs. Tang sighed and rubbed her head: "You are still young and don't understand."

Tang Jiao smiled meaningfully.

Mrs. Tang didn't know why Tang Jiao wanted to tell her this until dinner.

At dinner, the family sat quietly together.

Because of Tang Jiao's one-month gambling contract, Tang Zhiyong has not been in the same room with Hu Ruyu, and the whole person is anxious.

"Lianyi, tomorrow you go take five hundred yuan and give it to Ruyu."

Mrs. Tang immediately rose up in anger, and at this moment, a small foot stepped on her own.

She looked up, calmly: "I don't have so much money at home, what do you do?"

Tang Zhiyong looked at Mrs. Tang incredulously: "No? How do you steward the house?"

There was a strong question in his tone.

Mrs. Tang could hardly get up. She stared at Tang Zhiyong, put down her chopsticks, and asked: "Your monthly salary is two hundred and thirty yuan. A-you and A-heng cost thirty yuan each for school. The car in the house Monthly expenses are also 20 yuan. In addition, Hu Ruyu has fifty yuan each month. You also have one hundred yuan each month. I don’t count the food and drink at home. You said, every month. What money can you save?"

Tang Zhiyong was stunned when he said this.

He never thought about calculations when he spent money at home. Shen Lianyi did a good job in this regard. Her sudden calculations made Tang Zhiyong do not know how to deal with it.

Hu Ruyu whispered: "Forget it. Actually, I also have difficulties at home, so I want to cooperate with a close friend of my boudoir for some small business subsidies. If there is no one, forget it. It's just a pity that is a stable and profitable project."

Having said that, I bowed my head slightly, revealing some grievances and regrets.

Tang Zhiyong immediately said: "For so many years, don't you even have any savings at home? Shen Lianyi, if you don't know how to manage the house, then I can take care of someone else, you give me..."

"father!"

Tang Jiao rubbed the cup in her hand, raised her head and smiled, smiling brightly and brightly: "Which housekeeper does my father want to call?"

She asked lightly.

Although the tone was light, Tang Zhiyong could hear the ridicule in the words.

"Bang!" He slapped the table and said angrily: "Tang Jiao, why did you talk to me?"

Tang Jiao wondered why he was so angry.

She smiled: "How angry is father! If you want Aunt Yu's butler, my mother is too happy to be happy."

Tang Jiao put her arms around Mrs. Tang's arm, with a thankful look.

"You know, my mother has to put her dowry in it every month! Aunt Yu's housekeeper will be fine, and my mother can also get fifty yuan in pocket money without worrying about other things. Great!"

Tang Zhiyong's expression turned blue and white.

Yes, Hu Ruyu took fifty petty dollars. Mrs. Tang didn't have it herself.

"Where are you talking here, you can't be a girl like your sister..." Tang Zhiyong became angry.

"No!" Tang Jiao stood up suddenly with a cold expression. She looked at Tang Zhiyong and said word by word: "Either you divorce my mother now, and my mother will take me away. Let's shoot and break up. Either you just talk to my mother honestly and honestly. You want to spend the money from the Shen family and still want to be the uncle? Who will give your face?"

Tang Jiao suddenly turned his face, everyone was stunned, not even Mrs. Tang expected.

Tang Jiao hugged her chest and sneered: "Father, do you want to see whose name is on the house deed? If you don't want to live it, just let me lead your concubine and illegitimate daughter."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Jiao swept around the people in the room who were afraid to let go.

"You guys who eat inside and out think I don’t know what you’re doing behind your back? On weekdays, my mother is kind and doesn’t care about you like you. Who will give you a face to help your concubine? If you don’t want to do it, just let me go, I I think you should also know who is paying you."

Tang Zhiyong did not react for a long time, and when he did, he trembled with anger.

He pushed the chair and stood up, and said angrily: "Tang Jiao, you, you evil man, I will kill you!"

Tang Jiao looked at Tang Zhiyong coldly, as if there was a knife in her eyes.

The moment of warmth that I had felt because of his illness immediately disappeared when he watched him maintain Hu Ruyu's domineering.

Tang Jiao smiled coldly: "Dare you?"

Tang Zhiyong was so angry that he would hit someone when he charged up.

"Look, I dare not!"

Mrs. Tang rushed out almost in an instant and pushed Tang Zhiyong away fiercely.

Her eyes were red: "If you dare to touch me, Ayo, I will die with you."

The author has something to say: Uh...every day, I feel refreshed.

To reiterate, the hostess is a little pervert with some fine points.