Zhen Dali and Shi Xiaowan's faces are relatively thin, although they both have some thoughts in their hearts, but they are very embarrassed to be said so bluntly by Shi Youqian, and the two can only find an excuse to leave.
Zhen Jian is happy, not only is he happy that he has resolved the crisis, but he can also see that his father and his mother are really a bit of a show, huh......
He, as a son, may have to work hard.
Zhen Jianzheng smirked happily, and his aunt Zhen Cuiyu glanced at Zhen Jian, then got up and said, "Uncle, I'm also full, go back to the room to rest first." ” "Well, go ahead."
Shi Youqian nodded.
As soon as Zhen Cuiyu left, Shi Youqian pointed at Zhen Jian and said, "You kid, you actually threatened your grandfather......
Zhen Jian stepped forward and pressed his hand, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, don't be angry, I'm your only seedling, or let me think about it, in the future, among my children, leave one child with your surname and enter your family tree." ” "Really?"
When the teacher heard this, his eyes lit up.
You know, in this era, what a big thing it is to continue the incense, unfilial piety has three no queens, although Shi Youqian is a rich businessman and makes a lot of money, but he only has two daughters, no son, although the eldest daughter did not marry, but only gave birth to a granddaughter, his only male descendant is Zhen Jian's grandson, but the grandson is always a foreign surname, if Zhen Jian is willing to pass a child to his family tree, then Zhen Jian is a great kindness to their master's family.
Zhen Jian said with a smile: "You are so old, can your grandson joke with you about this kind of thing, don't worry, I will do what I say." ” "Okay, good......"
Shi Youqian nodded excitedly.
Zhen Jian smiled and said, "Grandpa, then my father and my mother's good deeds, you can do your best."
He raised his eyebrows as he spoke, and a fool could understand what he meant.
Shi Youqian immediately patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, the marriage is a major event, the order of your parents, and the words of the matchmaker, your mother's side will be called to your grandfather, as for your father's side, ......"
When he said this, he suddenly sighed and said, "Your father is also a little ......"
In front of Zhen Jian, he couldn't say that Zhen Dali was not, he could only say that Zhen Dali was honest, and Zhen Dali was indeed too naïve.
Zhen Jian understood what he meant, so he said: "Don't worry, my father's side, I'll take care of it, okay, it's not too early, grandpa, go back and rest, and your grandson will retire first."
He saluted, turned and withdrew.
As soon as Zhen Jian was discharged from the hospital, he saw Zhen Cuiyu waving to him, Zhen Jian hurriedly walked over and asked, "Auntie, what are you looking for me?"
” Zhen Cuiyu handed him a folded piece of paper and said, "Look at this, your father wrote it." ” Zhen Jian unfolded the folded paper with a puzzled face, only to see that this was a love letter, but the words on it seemed very jerky, obviously the person who wrote this love letter was not good at writing, and it could even be said that he was a novice, but every word was very upright and serious, and it was obvious that the person who wrote was very attentive.
The love letter was not long, Zhen Jian read it quickly, looked at Zhen Cuiyu, and said, "This is ......"
Zhen Cuiyu smiled lightly and said, "This is your father's handwriting." ” Zhen Jian's expression suddenly became very exciting, and he asked, "My father wrote you a love letter?"
” "Phew!
What nonsense are you talking about!
Zhen Cuiyu chirped, "He wrote this to your mother, yesterday when I tidied up his room, I found this paper under the bed, it was formed into a paper ball, he just learned to write not long ago, it is estimated that this one is not satisfied with the writing, so I lost it." ” "I see."
Zhen Jian suddenly showed a sudden look, looked at the love letter in his hand again, and said with a smile, "Oh yo, my father is really good, he can also write love letters, he is not timid, haha......"
"Did you say that about your father?"
Zhen Cuiyu didn't have a good breath and said, "I'll just say, your father has been looking for Li Xianyu and me from time to time to learn calligraphy in the past two years, reading books and practicing calligraphy by himself, it turns out that he is writing this." ” Zhen Jian said with emotion when he heard this: "It's me, the son, who neglected him. ” Zhen Cuiyu said: "You were too busy before, how could you have time to take care of all aspects of the family, and he deliberately didn't let people know, he is a very thin person, otherwise he would have invited a teacher to teach him, and there is no shortage of that bit of restraint (tuition) at home." ” "Well, that's right."
Zhen Jian raised the love letter in Yang's hand and said, "Auntie, what do you think of this......
Is it okay?
” "I think it's fine."
Zhen Cuiyu said, "The two of them are of the same age, one gave birth to you, the other raised you, one was called a father by you, and the other was called a mother by you. ” "I think so too."
Zhen Jiandao, "I have asked my grandfather to do the work on my mother's side, and there is a shortage of my father's side right now." ” Zhen Cuiyu said: "Your ability to harm girls is so high, you can teach a little to your father." ” Zhen Jian said depressedly: "Auntie, can we not talk nonsense, what is a scourge, I have been in the midst of thousands of flowers, and the leaves do not touch my body, if I hadn't been dedicated to the public, the child would have been born with a big kang." ” "You have a mouth, I don't argue with you about this."
Zhen Cuiyu said, "Anyway, you have to help your father." ” Zhen Jian scratched his head: "Help my father chase my mother?"
It feels weird. ” Zhen Cuiyu raised her eyebrows: "Not happy?
” "How so."
Zhen Jiandao, "I wish they could tie the knot, okay, since my father doesn't give it a try, then my peerless son will push him in the back, I accepted this letter, I'll go to him now."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the courtyard where Zhen Dali was.
Zhen Jian came to Zhen Dali's room and found that the lights in Zhen Dali's room were on, and the figure on the window was shaking, which showed that Zhen Dali was walking back and forth in the room at the moment.
Zhen Jian's secret luck listened carefully and found that Zhen Dali was reciting the content of the love letter in a low voice.
Zhen Jian listened for a while, secretly felt funny, and took advantage of Zhen's unpreparedness, suddenly pushed the door, the door was not locked, he pushed it open and walked in.
Zhen Dali found that someone had come in, panicked, and hurriedly stuffed the love letter in his hand into the futon, and then turned his head to look at the door.
Seeing that it was Zhen Jian, he was immediately annoyed and said, "Xiaojian, you don't knock on the door when you enter the room." ” Zhen Jian looked scoundrel and said: "In the past, in the countryside, there was no door, just hung a curtain, and the children didn't have such a habit." ” Zhen Dali glared at him fiercely, and said angrily: "It's so late, if you don't go back to sleep, what are you doing here?"
” Zhen Jian stepped forward with a smile and said, "A good thing for a child to share with Daddy, Daddy, look at what this is."
As he spoke, he took out the love letter from behind his back.
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Zhen Dali glanced at it, didn't recognize it, only said what kind of manor deed it was, and said: "Your father and I can't read, what to see, hurry up and go back to sleep."
As he spoke, he was going to drive Zhen Jian out.
Zhen Jian didn't leave, and said, "Dad, take a look, I know you are literate, just take a look." ” Zhen Dali was helpless, took it and took a look, his eyes suddenly widened, and he hurriedly hid the note behind his back, and asked in surprise: "You......
Where did you get the ......?"
Zhen Jian smiled proudly: "Dad, there is a saying, if you don't want people to know, unless you don't do it, haha, I can catch it." ” "You......
You......
Fuck off, hurry back to bed!
Zhen Dali was annoyed and angry, and started a very unreasonable posture, wanting to drive Zhen Jian away.
Zhen Jian was so easy to dismiss, sat down directly on the edge of his bed, and said with a smile: "Dad, if you drive me away, you won't want to marry my mother for the rest of your life, you think about it carefully, face is important, or it is important to marry my mother as a daughter-in-law, there is only one chance." ” Zhen Dali was silent in an instant.
Although Zhen Dali is Han Hou, he is not a fool, such a multiple-choice question is easy to choose, he quickly made a decision, threw down his face in front of his son, and said, "Can you help me?"
” "Of course."
Zhen Jian said triumphantly, "That's my mother, I'll fan the flames on the side......
Ahh ” "Then you can help me look at my letter......"
Zhen Dali hurriedly took out the hidden love letter from the futon, handed it to Zhen Jian, and said, "Look at how it is written, I have changed it many times, and I always feel dissatisfied." ” Zhen Jian took it and unfolded it and read it, and then sighed: "The words are written very seriously, but they are useless, the content is as light as water, and it does not clearly express your request, and even the intention is so vague." ” "What......
What do you mean?
Zhen Dali looked at Zhen Jian nervously.
Zhen Jiandao: "It means that this love letter is not qualified, and it is not as good as the one I brought." ” Zhen Dali stammered, "I'......
I'm afraid that she will think I'm too Meng Lang......"
Zhen Jian said with a smile: "How can a man do if he doesn't wave, he just wants to wave up, look at me, where is the pen and ink?"
” Zhen Dali hurriedly moved out all the pen, ink, paper and inkstones hidden in the room, got them on the table, Zhen Jian began to study the ink, and at the same time began to type the abdominal draft in his brain.
Because he typed the draft in advance, it was written quickly, and after a while, a love letter was written, he picked up the love letter and dried the pen and ink, read it by himself first, and after confirming that it was correct, he handed it to Zhen Dali and said, "Dad, look at the love letter I wrote for you." ” Zhen Dali took it in his hand, and when he saw it for the first time, he exclaimed: "Why are your words so ugly?"
” Zhen Jian was originally proud, but when he heard this, he was immediately embarrassed, so he could only say: "Don't care about these details, the content, the important thing is the content." ” Zhen Dali said: "But your mother knows at a glance that I didn't write it." ” Zhen Jian said: "Then you can copy it later." ” Zhen Dali nodded helplessly, and began to read the content of the love letter, and after reading it, he couldn't help nodding: "It's really much better than what I wrote, it's just ......
How can I write such a thing, your mother will be able to see at a glance that it was not written by me. ” "It doesn't matter if you wrote it or not."
Zhen Jiandao, "The important thing is that you let her understand your mind, between the two of you, it seems that there is a layer of window paper, this layer of window paper, must be pierced, you can achieve a positive result, my mother is a woman, thin-skinned, it is impossible for her to pierce this layer of window paper, you are a man, this kind of thing, naturally you have to do it." ” "Well, you have a point."
Zhen Dali nodded again and again when he heard this.
Zhen Jiandao: "Now, Dad, you quickly copy this love letter I wrote, get an envelope on it, and then I will send it to my mother for you." ” Zhen Dali didn't say a word, immediately came to the table to sign, and began to transcribe with a pen, Zhen Dali wrote very slowly, maybe the talent is not here, or it may be that the practice is not enough, but he writes very seriously, stroke by stroke, meticulous.
After waiting for a long time, he finally finished writing, the ink in front of him had already dried, he carefully dried all the words, then folded it, found an envelope on it, and sealed it, and then handed it to Zhen Jian.
Zhen Jian took it over and said with a smile: "Just look at your serious energy, my mother will not refuse, wait for my son to bring you good news." ” "yes, okay."
Zhen Dali replied nervously and excitedly, rubbing his hands together.
Zhen Jian turned around and left, heading to the inner courtyard.
Came to Shi Xiaowan's room, and found that the light in Shi Xiaowan's room had not been extinguished, and there was a sound of conversation inside, Zhen Jian stepped forward to listen for a while, and found that it was Zhen Cuiyu who was chatting with Shi Xiaowan, Zhen Cuiyu obviously also wanted to match Shi Xiaowan and Zhen Dali, when chatting, intentionally or unintentionally, Zhen Dali was always involved, especially when it was mentioned that Zhen Dali had worked hard to raise Zhen Jian, Shi Xiaowan's tone was deeply moved.
Zhen Jian waited outside for a long time, the conversation between the two ended, Zhen Cuiyu walked out of the door and saw Zhen Jian, Zhen Jian winked at her, secretly shook the letter in his hand, Zhen Cuiyu smiled knowingly, nodded lightly, and went back to the room.
Zhen Jian raised his feet and stepped forward, just at this time, Shi Xiaowan came to close the door and saw Zhen Jian.
"Mother."
Zhen Jian stepped forward with a grin.
"Jian'er, why are you here so late?"
Shi Xiaowan was overjoyed and hurriedly welcomed Zhen Jian in.
Zhen Jian said: "The child misses you, come and see you." ” "You're lying now, you don't even blink your eyes."
Shi Xiaowan said with a smile, "We were still having dinner together just now, how can we think of being a mother when we are only a little older." ” "Hey, hey."
Zhen Jian sat down at the table with a smile and said, "Sure enough, I know my son Mo Ruoniang, the child's careful thinking can't escape the mother's eyes at all." ” "Don't talk nonsense."
Shi Xiaowan poured him a glass of water and said, "Say, what's the matter with coming to me so late?"
” "Deliver letters."
Zhen Jian said and took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Shi Xiaowan.
"Whose letter?"
Shi Xiaowan took the letter with a puzzled expression.
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Zhen Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "You will know when you see it." ” Shi Xiaowan tore open the envelope, unfolded the letter and looked at it, and when she saw half of it, her cheeks were already crimson, but she still insisted on reading it, and after reading it, her breathing was a little short.
Zhen Jian carefully observed the changes in Shi Xiaowan's demeanor, and was secretly happy in his heart: "There is really a play." ” "This letter ......"
Shi Xiaowan calmed down her emotions, held the letter paper, turned her head to look at Zhen Jian, and asked, "Is it really your father gave it to me?"
” Zhen Jian said: "It's not my father's handwriting." ” "I know your father's words, too."
Shi Xiaowan said, "The words were written by him, but I am afraid that the things in this are not from him, and it is difficult to have such skills if he does not study hard for more than seven or eight years." ” Zhen Jian grinned and said, "I was seen by my mother, okay, I explained truthfully, it was my father who asked me to help him think about it, you know, my father's temperament, where can he think of these bells and whistles." ” "I knew it."
Shi Xiaowan gave him a look of disgust and said, "It must be the ghost idea you gave him." ” "I don't have it."
Zhen Jian had a wronged expression on his face, and said, "It was he who begged me to help him, and he said that if I didn't help him, he would go on a hunger strike, what do you say I can do, alas......
It's not easy to be a good son. ”