Under Zheng Bulu's oppressive eyes, He Yijun had to bite the bullet and speak to Zheng Pingqing: "Pingqing, or else..."
As soon as she spoke, Zheng Pingqian glanced at her lightly: "Huh?"
He Yijun's heart froze for a while, but the expression on his face remained the same, and his tone softened a little, but he changed the subject: "You just don't believe the teacher, you still have to listen to what Dad says?"
Zheng Pingqing wondered, "Isn't this a gift you gave me? How come I don't listen to my father?"
He Yijun: "..." Why didn't they wrap their father and son in
Zheng Bulu's expression was also a little subtle, but he didn't blame He Yijun, and said, "Pingqing, don't ask for this phone, I'll give you something else."
He Yijun pursed his lips, and suddenly said: "Look at Lao Zheng, doesn't he think about you everywhere, don't always face him, just like you used to fight that Zheng Zhong in the third middle school... You may not know, that solemn father is Lao Zheng's business partner. For this matter, Lao Zheng has often apologized..."
During Zheng Pingqing's rebellious period, Zheng Bulu was often a big head. Zheng Bulu was busy with his career and used to use money to solve problems. Many times, He Yijun did it on his behalf. Gradually, the relationship between father and son became more and more estranged and bad. , After He Yijun married into the Zheng family and gave birth to a son, the relationship between their father and son became colder.
At that time, Zheng Pingqing only looked at Lin Qian, because he was uncomfortable with the family over the years, and he was unwilling to accept Zheng Bulu's help in his career. The family business is too lazy to delve into the changes in the relationship between his father and himself.
For him at that time, the original family was simply an unspeakable existence. He didn't want Zheng Bulu's wealth, he just wanted to escape.
But in this life, there was no mess of grievances and disputes, which allowed him to analyze certain details one by one.
In addition to those lies about Chen Shiyi, there are also changes in the relationship between him and Zheng Bulu in the last life.
He Yijun has always taken good care of him, and has never directly said anything about him in front of Zheng Bulu. Until his rebirth, He Yijun had already taken a firm seat in the Zheng family. If her son had no accident, it is very likely that She would inherit Zheng Bulu's career, but even at that time, she was still very polite to Zheng Pingqing, and often acted as a bridge between their father and son, persuading them to put aside their previous grievances and get back together.
Now that I think about it, every time she persuades, she will recall those unpleasant past events again. The relationship between their father and son has eased a little, but it is purely because Zheng Pingqing has grown up and matured. The past, so that even after their father and son calm down, they still can't get along without grudges.
At this time, He Yijun inadvertently mentioned the trouble Zheng Pingqing had caused Zheng Bulu, as if to ease the relationship between their father and son. Sure enough, Zheng Bulu looked a little unhappy, waved his hand and said, "The previous things were Forget it."
He Yijun immediately stopped talking and said with a smile: "Yes, it's all over, nothing is more important than lightness."
He Yijun then returned the topic and said, "It's okay to hold this phone lightly, just don't take it to school, I think it's nothing, whether it's a phone or a fight. Isn't it normal to be noisy and have fun, the most important thing is not to go down the wrong road."
She said and gently pushed Zheng Bulu: "You still don't understand with a light temper. The most important thing is to finish the third year of high school smoothly, and the rest are trivial matters."
Zheng Bulu thought about it too. His son's grades in the college entrance examination did not have much hope, but his disobedience to no one caused a lot of trouble. He didn't talk about what he did in the third middle school before, and went to ten. When he was in the second middle school, Zheng Bulu was supposed to be able to get him into a better class, but he had to go to the worst class, and it was said that as soon as he entered, he would get mixed up with the poor students in it, and he also specifically confronted the teacher. .
At that time, Zheng Bulu had just finished dealing with his fight with Zheng Zhong. In the business field, he gave Zheng Zhong's father a lot of concessions. He was really disappointed with Zheng Pingqing's unrepentant behavior. When you get busy, you really forget about it.
Until last semester, He Yijun also transferred to him a call from Zheng Pingqing's head teacher, saying that Zheng Pingqing led the classmates in the class to fight against the math teacher, so that he almost couldn't attend the math class. An important project was at a critical stage, and it was at the time when he was overwhelmed. He hated Zheng Pingqing more and more, and finally let He Yijun handle it. The attitude was as bad as ever, and the father and son parted ways.
This semester, he didn't care much about Zheng Pingqing's situation at school. Anyway, as long as he didn't cause serious trouble, he was lucky to be able to successfully take the college entrance examination.
Thinking about the past, Zheng Bulu's tired feeling came to his mind again, and he felt that playing with his mobile phone was really no big deal, so he covered his forehead: "Okay, since it's a gift from Jun Yi, you can take it if you like it. Come on, just don't make trouble at school."
Zheng Pingqing looked at He Yijun for a few words, and then revealed the contradiction, only smiled slightly, and said, "Oh, okay."
He said, stood up and stretched: "By the way, I thought you would not come back until New Year's Eve. I have invited my classmates to come to the house these days. I'm sorry if I disturb you."
Zheng Bulu didn't think about it for a while, but He Yijun responded very quickly and asked, "Are those students in your class?"
Zheng Pingqing: "Yes, there are still seven classes."
Zheng Bulu didn't know about the situation at No. 12 Middle School, but when he heard that it was Zheng Pingqing's classmate, his face turned a little bad. He still remembered the phone call from Zheng Pingqing's head teacher last semester. He let He Yijun know about the situation and knew that Zheng Pingqing's classmates were all gangsters who couldn't get into university.
But he didn't know what was going on in Class 7. He Yijun said very worriedly, "Why do you have contacts with people in Class 7? Well, I heard that some of your classmates in Class 7 are very outrageous. , and the blackmailing of classmates happened…”
Zheng Bulu: ! ! ! ! ! !
Zheng Pingqing looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "You know the situation in our school well."
He Yijun sighed: "It's not because Lao Zheng cares about you."
Zheng Pingqing said with an "um", "I'll go up to wash up first, they'll be there in a while."
When Zheng Pingqing walked away, Zheng Bulu snorted heavily: "Why can't he learn something good about how he interacts with some punks!"
He Yijun sighed: "There's no way to do this, with a stubborn temperament, if we interfere with him, he will definitely do it specifically, and he said that I was going to deal with his affairs last semester, and I originally wanted to change his class for him. But he just won't, what can I do?"
He Yijun patted the back of his hand: "He can't be hard at his age, we'll just guide you slowly in the future..."
Zheng Bulu didn't hold out hope at all: "He is with these people every day, how to guide him? And the seventh class you mentioned, what's going on? Why is there still blackmail?"
He Yijun looked hesitant to speak, and after a while, he hesitated to open his mouth: "I also found out when I went to handle things for him last semester. The students in Class 7 and Class 8 of Twelfth Middle School are really unfamiliar. Like words…”
She talked a little about the glorious deeds of the gangsters who entered the class after the 12th middle school, and finally said very worriedly: "I can only hope that I don't learn badly from these people."
Zheng Bulu was just sulking. After hearing these things, he slapped the armrest of the chair and said angrily, "What are these things!"
He Yijun hurriedly covered his hand and said, "Forget it, Ping Qing is only young now, and he doesn't understand many things..."
"I'm still young! I'll be eighteen next month and I'm still young!" Zheng Bulu rubbed his chest, his face flushed with anger, "He's already at the age to be sentenced for a crime, and he still doesn't know what to do! I think he is You want to piss me off!"
Zheng Bulu was really mad at the things He Yijun told. He thought that the people Zheng Pingqing made friends with were at most bad grades and did not listen to the teacher. He didn't expect that they were just criminal reservists. Rao is Zheng Bulu. People who are used to their son's stocking can't sit still. He can accept that his son's education is not good, but he can't tolerate him making irreparable mistakes in the future.
Zheng Bulu stood up: "No, I have to talk to him and tell him to stop interacting with these people."
He Yijun hurriedly stopped him: "How do you talk about this? With your light temper, you can't quarrel in the future. You happily said two days ago that you would come back to celebrate the New Year with him, so don't make trouble again..."
"That has to be discussed." Zheng Bulu became more and more angry.
He was losing his temper when He Fei came in with his hands full. After putting it down, he said, "Brother Zheng, sister, a group of students came outside and said they were Ping Qing's classmates..."
Before He Fei could finish speaking, Zheng Bulu roared, "Drive away, drive them all away."
He Yijun quickly dissuaded: "I see goodbye, everyone has come to the door, so I can't make it difficult to be a human being."
Zheng Bulu said angrily: "According to the situation you said, these people can come and do something good? Isn't it just fooling around with Pingqing? Drive them away, and drive them all away for me."
He Fei glanced at He Yijun suspiciously, and seeing her nodding lightly, He Fei said, "Okay, I'll do it now."
Not long after He Fei went out, he saw Zheng Pingqing rushing downstairs and said as he ran, "Damn, what are you doing? Why are you chasing my classmates? Is it polite?"
Zheng Bulu didn't dare to be too strict with his precious son, so he just said with a gloomy face: "Pingqing, it's fine for you to be fooling around in school, but I can't care about this matter, these classmates of yours are so outrageous. What does it look like to be mixed up with this kind of person?"
Zheng Pingqing glanced at He Yijun from the corner of his eye, and there was some speculation in his heart. He asked with a half-smile, "What's wrong with my classmate?"
Zheng Bulu felt heartbroken, pointed to the door and said, "Don't say what happened to them, but tell me, what are they here for?"
He can be said to be serious and sincere: "There is only half a year left in the third year of high school. Can you take care of yourself and spend more time on your studies? At this time, these people are still coming, what are you going to do..."
Zheng Ping replied with a blank face, "We're going to study together."
Zheng Bulu's follow-up tirade has not been published yet. When he heard the answer, he was stunned for a moment. After a while, he turned to look at He Yijun, and saw that He Yijun was also at a loss.
However, He Yijun quickly adjusted his expression when he looked over, and asked with a nonchalant smile, "What are you going to study together?"
Zheng Bulu finally came to his senses, yes, how can these people really study, they must not know what bad deeds they are studying, he gathered his face and looked at Zheng Pingqing seriously, thinking to wait. How to continue teaching him.
I saw Zheng Ping shrugging his shoulders lightly, and began to apply for subjects: "Chinese, mathematics, English, literature comprehensive, science comprehensive..."
Zheng Bulu: "..."
He Yijun: "..."
The two were in a daze when they heard a shrill shout from outside the door: "Hurry up and let me in, or I won't be able to finish my homework today!!!!"
Zheng Bulu looked at He Yijun suspiciously.
He Yijun: "...!!!!"
Zheng Pingqing rolled his eyes at the two of them and ran out the door.
The atmosphere in the room instantly became silent and distant, Zheng Bulu looked at He Yijun deeply, He Yijun's lips trembled, but he couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.
After a while, Zheng Pingqing led a mighty group of students in.
Zheng Bulu made a visual inspection and found that there must be more than a dozen people, that is, the Zheng family's house is big, so many people did not seem crowded.
I saw that they were carrying a huge schoolbag on their backs, and one of them started howling as soon as he entered the door, and the voice was the one who just shouted.
"My arm hurts so much—who was that person just now, and why did he hit me—my hand is doing homework every day, and it already hurts a lot. He still hits me, and he hits me, and I feel a little overwhelmed with writing. Now, what about my homework?"
Dong Mingen howled and twitched. This was the task that Lin Qian gave him when he was outside just now. He was used to talking about cross talk with Lou Xingguang in the class, and he still had some acting skills.
As soon as He Fei, who was following them, came in, he heard Dong Mingen's passionate accusation, and the whole person suddenly said: What the hell? ? ? ?
He just pushed him lightly just now, how could it be so serious
Seeing Zheng Bulu looking over, He Fei quickly waved his hand: "I just pushed him lightly..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard one of the tall, straight and handsome young men interrupt him in a deep voice: "If you want to drive us away, just say it, why do you want to do it, his hand is already injured, you pushed him so hard, What if he really can't hold a pen—"
He Fei was stunned as he watched the most gentle and most lethal student in the group and put a hat on him in a few words, but he couldn't find anything to refute.
Zheng Bulu already had some opinions on He Yijun in his heart, and he was even more dissatisfied when he heard these words. He was about to say something when Zheng Pingqing suddenly looked over and said lightly, "Dad, you are too much. Just chase my classmates without asking anything, and let He Fei do it..."
He raised his head and sighed, "I'm so disappointed in you—"
Zheng Bulu: ! ! ! !
Zheng Bulu glared at He Yijun angrily, then began to frantically throw the blame, scolding He Fei on the spot: "Did I let you do it? How did you do it?"
He Fei glanced at He Yijun helplessly.
But He Yijun was even more uncomfortable than him at this time. Although Zheng Bulu didn't scold her directly, she said those words.
Facing his brother's look for help, He Yijun could only be cruel and turned his head away.
The author has something to say: Lao Zheng is a self-made rich man. . .