Tang Zhiyong had never seen Tang Jiao like this, cold and cold in her eyes.
For a moment, he even felt like something was being crushed by his own hands.
But despite this, he always takes into account his father's majesty, "Who are you talking to? I am your father!"
Tang Jiao smiled softly. She leaned against the wall, looking weak and petite. But the more she looked like this, the more Tang Zhiyong felt something was wrong.
He wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Tang Jiao.
Tang Jiao said softly: "I missed the shot at the wooden warehouse just now. Hu Ruyu will not die. But it's hard to say. After all, her heart is crooked. If God wants to accept her, I can't do it right. impossible."
Tang Zhiyong frowned, "Tang Jiao!"
At this time, I don’t even want to say the word “yoyo” any more.
He looked at his daughter sadly, wondering when she had become like this.
Tang Jiao acted as if nothing had happened, her toes gently slid on the ground, as if muttering to herself: "Hu Ruyu pushed my mother, and then shot herself to death out of fear of your punishment."
She raised her head and whispered: "What do you think of this scene?"
Tang Zhiyong looked at his daughter in disbelief, and lost his voice: "Do you think I will agree to what you say? I will never let you ruin Ruyu's reputation. Just..."
"Father." Tang Jiao interrupted Tang Zhiyong.
She raised her head with a smile on her face, but her eyes were sharp: "Why didn't you get a divorce twenty years ago? My mother, an uneducated woman, was willing to do so, so why weren't you willing?"
She lowered her head and giggled. After laughing enough, she raised her head and said, "Do you think your future is more important, or Hu Ruyu's reputation?"
Tang Zhiyong was stunned for a moment. He stared at Tang Jiao and felt that he didn't know her at all.
"Of course, you can also say that I did it. But who do you think will believe it? What do you think I will say when I go to the patrol room?" She raised her eyebrows and said, "Maybe you will say that you have witnesses and there are others at home. Where are the servants who saw everything! But people are all about money! Do you think they will listen to you or my mother? But no one hates money. "
When Tang Jiao talked about this, it was like talking about what to eat tonight. It couldn't be simpler.
After saying everything, Tang Jiao patted Tang Zhiyong's shoulder with some "sympathy" and smiled: "Old Tang, think about it carefully! In fact, Hu Ruyu's reputation is not that important. Anyway, she has your love! With love, everything is possible. .”
She gestured and smiled: "Take good care of her."
She turned and went upstairs. Mrs. Tang's ward was on the fifth floor.
She returned to the ward, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Mrs. Tang sitting on the bed, a little confused.
She immediately stepped forward, "Why are you up? Are you thirsty? Or do you want to go to the toilet?"
Mrs. Tang shook her head. She held Tang Jiao's hand and said in a trembling voice: "I, I dreamed that you were taken away by the patrol room. If anyone asks, just say it was me who shot. Just say it was me. You Nothing can happen."
Mrs. Tang was extremely scared. She dreamed that something had happened to her Ayo.
Nothing can happen to her Ayo.
Tang Jiao sat on the edge of the hospital bed, patted Mrs. Tang's back gently, and whispered a few words in her ear.
Mrs. Tang looked up at Tang Jiao in surprise. At this time, Tang Jiao was no longer the same as before. She was smiling and said gently, "Mom, just remember this."
Seeing how determined she was, Mrs. Tang finally relaxed a lot.
She lay down again and held Tang Jiao's hand, "You have suffered for me."
Tang Jiao didn't think so. She shook her head: "I never feel any pain. If my mother takes good care of her body, I feel happy."
Tang Jiao leaned on Mrs. Tang: "Without mother, Ayo will really suffer."
Mrs. Tang was touched in her heart and her eyes were filled with tears. She did not say more, but she held Tang Jiao's hand tightly and pressed her little hand against Tang's own face. After a long time, he whispered: "Mother will have a good rest. Ayo, please go back and take a nap."
Tang Jiao said gently, "Okay, I'll go back when you fall asleep."
Seeing Tang Jiao being so obedient, Mrs. Tang finally felt relieved and slowly fell asleep.
Tang Jiao saw her mother sleeping and looked down at her clothes. She was really sloppy.
Tang Jiao gently closed the door and asked the nurse to help take care of it.
It was already early in the morning and the weather was bright and dim. Tang Jiao went downstairs and saw her car parked in the hospital courtyard. She came to the car and knocked lightly.
Lao Wang was already drowsy, but when he suddenly woke up and saw the eldest lady, he shuddered. He quickly opened the door: "Miss."
Tang Jiao looked at the blood stains on the car without any special reaction and sat on the mat.
Lao Wang looked at the light and cute little girl in front of him, and it was hard to imagine that she would open a wooden warehouse and beat people.
He had not seen it with his own eyes, but for a moment he felt that this was definitely impossible.
"Miss, go, where are you going?"
Tang Jiao's voice was soft and waxy: "Uncle Wang, where else do you think I can go? Of course it's home!"
She lowered her head and said with a cry: "I'll go back and pack some things for my mother."
Lao Wang: "Don't be sad, miss. My wife is such a nice person, everything will be fine."
Tang Jiao nodded heavily and said yes.
Lao Wang felt that the balance in his heart suddenly turned against him. If she wasn't really forced into a corner, how could such a weak little girl do such a thing
Thinking that Madam had never treated them badly over the years, she said seriously: "Miss, don't be sad, those bad things will eventually pass."
Tang Jiao lowered her head and nodded.
The lights in the home were brightly lit, and Tang Heng was sitting in the living room in a daze.
Seeing Tang Jiao coming, she looked over with resentment. Tang Jiao ignored her and went upstairs.
Tang Jiao changed into a dress after taking a shower, and then went to Mrs. Tang to pack her things. When she went downstairs again, Tang Heng glared at her fiercely: "Tang Jiao."
Tang Jiao stopped and smiled: "What? You think your mother is a little bored lying in the hospital and want to accompany her?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, but Tang Heng understood the meaning of her words. Thinking of Tang Jiao going crazy, opening a wooden warehouse and beating people, she clenched her fists, and she was a little scared after all.
Seeing her behavior, Tang Jiao sneered and left directly.
Tang Heng looked at Tang Jiao's back and stamped his feet bitterly, but he did not dare to say another powerful word to her. I wish I could cut her into pieces with a thousand knives!
Tang Jiao bought breakfast on the way and quickly returned to the hospital.
Mrs. Tang had woken up in the morning and saw that Tang Jiao had prepared a lot of things. She looked very kind and said, "I haven't slept all night. Come and have a good rest."
Tang Jiao refused, she smiled brightly, "I'm not sleepy. Mom, please have some breakfast. Oh yes, I'll go down and give some to my cousin."
Mrs. Tang didn't know what kind of medicine her daughter was selling, but she thought that her daughter was actually more powerful than her, so she didn't stop her.
Tang Jiao carried the breakfast downstairs with a smile on her face.
As soon as I knocked on the door, I saw Mrs. Tang.
This old lady really cared about her grandson. She refused to leave the hospital at such a young age. She firmly drove her son-in-law away and stayed to take care of her grandson.
However, after more than a month of maintenance, Tang Shijie's legs seemed to have improved a lot.
Seeing Tang Jiao come in, Mrs. Tang was confused: "Why are you here?"
She never had any feelings for her granddaughter.
Tang Jiao raised the breakfast in her hand: "Of course I'm here to deliver food. Cousin, I bought you soy milk and fried dough sticks, as well as tofu buns and steamed buns. You can eat whatever you like."
Mrs. Tang thought she was the shrewdest, and she immediately asked: "Why do you come here so early? Is it... Did something happen at home?"
She looked at Tang Jiao with piercing eyes.
Tang Jiao seemed a little nervous. She quickly shook her head, "No. No."
But this hesitant and cautious look could not escape the old lady's eyes at all.
The old lady immediately said: "Sit down and tell me carefully. You can't hide anything from me! You are a girl, how can you handle it by yourself?"
There is no way to escape her eyes!
Tang Jiao didn't move.
The old lady sternly said: "Tang Jiao! Just say what you say! How dare you hide it from me!"
Tang Jiao was very hesitant, but after being scolded again by the old lady, she finally twisted her clothes and said softly: "My mother is in the hospital. I just bought breakfast, so I brought it to my cousin."
Lao Tiantian stared at Tang Jiao and hummed: "Well, why are you hospitalized!"
Tang Jiao looked up at the old lady, wondering whether she should say anything.
The old lady raised her eyes and was about to get angry again.
She thought for a long time, and finally seemed to have made up her mind. She took a deep breath and looked up: "Last night, Aunt Yu asked my mother for five hundred yuan, but my mother didn't give it, so Aunt Yu pushed my mother away. My mother, my mother..."
Tang Jiao shed tears: "My mother hit the table and shed a lot of blood. My father said he wanted to drive Aunt Yu away, but Aunt Yu committed suicide. Now they both live in the hospital, and my father stays with Aunt Yu. Over there, I’ll take care of my mother here.”
Tang Jiao burst into tears at the end of her speech. She was so pitiful.
Old Mrs. Tang slapped the table angrily: "Rebellion against her, rebellion against her. She wants five hundred yuan. Who does she think she is? How dare she ask for five hundred yuan! I think she is too foreign. Want to die? Who does she want to die? Don’t stop her either! Let her die!”
Tang Jiao quickly shook her head and said softly: "Grandma, grandma, don't say that, my father will be angry. He doesn't want to ruin Aunt Yu's reputation, and he plans to let me take the responsibility for this matter."
Mrs. Tang's eyes narrowed slightly: "He said that?"
Tang Jiao raised her head and bit her lip: "My mother said that if my father wants to bully me, he will take the dowry and go back to my parents' home with me."
Mrs. Tang shouted in surprise: "How can this be done!"
Seemingly aware of his abnormality, he immediately said: "Nonsense, how can anyone force his own daughter for a concubine who is not worthy of being on the stage? He is obsessed with the vixen. I go to see him, I have to wake up this bastard." Human. I was cheated by that bastard before, and I still do it now. How could I have given birth to such a fool?"
How could Mrs. Tang care about the face of Tang Jiao and her daughter? What she was worried about was the dowry!
It's a dowry!
Shen Lianyi is a rich man. If he leaves with the money, where will the Tang family get the money from
"I'm going now!" Mrs. Tang didn't have any breakfast and was getting ready to go out angrily.
Tang Shijie finally reacted and said: "Grandma. Grandma, I still don't know what the specific situation is? Aunt Yu doesn't look like that kind of person, does she?"
No matter what others say, Tang Shijie has a good impression of Hu Ruyu, but he always feels that something is wrong.
Tang Jiao looked at Tang Shijie with tearful eyes and said softly: "Cousin, do you think I lied?"
She seemed to be about to faint. She kept stroking the tears that she couldn't wipe away: "I knew it, I knew it. Aunt Yu is the best at dealing with men. Big or small, she won't let anyone go... Cousin , you must not be deceived by Aunt Yu. You still have a great life!"
Tang Jiao knew best where to insert the knife into the old lady.
really.
"She wanted to lie to me, Jin Sun? She turned against her!"
The old lady rushed out immediately.
Tang Jiao covered her face and cried, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised under her fingers.
Sure enough, he is really Jin Sun!
Tang Jiao leaned there and pretended to cry for a while. She finally arrived at Hu Ruyu's ward. Before she even entered the door, she heard hysterical sounds coming from the room.
The old lady tried several times to rush to the hospital bed and grab Hu Ruyu, but Tang Zhiyong stopped her. But Tang Zhiyong was in a mess.
The old lady couldn't hit anyone, so she pointed at her son's nose and scolded him.
There were many people watching at the door. Tang Jiao looked at it again. Satisfied, she slowly returned to Mrs. Tang's room.
Just as he was about to open the door, the door was pushed open from inside.
Tang Jiao: "Huh?"
The middle-aged man who opened the door looked at Tang Jiao and hugged her directly: "Oh, uncle is back!"
Tang Jiao: "!!!"
The author has something to say: I saw a girl asking why Yoyo suddenly started tearing up. Please explain.
1. Tang Jiao has been suppressed by hatred for twenty years. She is not normal. Not normal, not normal, not normal. Of course Tang Jiao can scheme against the mistress step by step, but her character is that of a sophisticated little pervert. What’s the point of planning everything? It's what Tang Jiao would do if she doesn't follow common sense.
2. Everyone has a negative scale. Tang Jiao’s negative scale is Mrs. Tang. This is something that no one can shake. She can still play slowly if it doesn't involve Mrs. Tang, but she will never show mercy when it comes to Mrs. Tang.
3. Tang Jiao didn't want to win back her father from the beginning. She remembered her father's tenderness before his death, but she didn't hate him either. After all, Father Tang was also responsible for Mrs. Tang's death. The mistress is certainly hateful, but the scumbag may not be without responsibility.
All the red envelopes have been distributed. Although each chapter costs 66, I still try to make every little fairy receive one. However, Jinjiang may be a bit confusing. Some fairies didn’t even have the option to send red envelopes in their replies, but I’ll throw it into your column too! You can still receive it! I hope it won't be too severe. I always feel that some girls have sent gifts more than once or twice, and I'm most worried that some little fairies haven't received them. But it doesn’t matter, just remind me if you don’t receive it. No need to be embarrassed. Although the red envelope is very small, which is not bad for everyone, it still has a very good meaning. Hope all the little fairies are happy!