The Plough

Chapter 128

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Children are all good to others.

Just as Yue Chunxiao felt pleasing to the eye when he looked at Ling Shu, Ling Yao looked at Yue Dingtang and gave him more trust than Ling Shu.

In her opinion, if something happened to these two people together, more than half of it would be Ling Shu's responsibility.

After all, Yue Dingtang is so stable and reliable, dignified and rigorous.

The tit-for-tat confrontation between Ling and Yue when they were teenagers has gone away in many people's impressions, but now it is the status quo that one side is just getting by and the other side has a successful career.

Ling Shu felt wronged but had no way of defending, just like Dou E facing grievances, she could only hope for a June Frost to wake up his sister.

But Ling Yao didn't want to hear his explanation. Before Yue Dingtang woke up, she avoided suspicion and left the room.

Ling Shu stared at Yue Dingtang who slowly opened his eyes.

"what did you do to me?"

Yue Dingtang looked at the large open front of his clothes, and then looked at Ling Shu, whose pajamas were tightly stitched together.

"Don't you think it's a bit mean that the wicked will sue first?"

Ling Shu raised his voice: "I was drunk last night!"

Yue Dingtang nodded: "As the old saying goes, drunkenness is messy."

Ling Shu:

What is right and wrong, right and wrong, he has seen it.

"Sir Yue, you put your mouth in the pre-Qing period, and you can be a litigator."

Ling Shu got up and got out of bed, with hangover aftermath, top-heavy and a little floating, his movements were a little slower than usual, and he turned back and mocked with a half-smile.

Yue Dingtang thought about the possibility of throwing people down and putting his words into practice, and the fact that Ling Yao was still waiting outside, and finally chose the latter.

"I learned all these words from you. Thanks to your constant provocation when you were studying, you also indirectly spurred me."

He replied lightly, admiring the sight of the other party changing clothes in front of his eyes.

Ling Shu took a moment to notice that something was wrong, and he jumped to the bathroom halfway through his pants.

Yue Ding Tang smiled, and then slowly got up and changed clothes.

The woolen coats and suits hung by the fireplace all night, and they were mostly done.

Yue Ding Tang wondered if he should go home to take a shower and change a new set before going to school. He was a little bit clean, and always felt that the clothes would be soiled by the rain even after they were dry, and it would be awkward to wear them.

In the living room, breakfast is ready, oil cakes and soy milk.

Ling Yao sat at the table in a daze, seeing them coming out, got up to cover up and pretend to be busy.

"I'm done eating, go out to buy food, you guys eat slowly."

Ling Shu looked left and right: "Where's brother-in-law, went to work?"

Ling Yao was sad: "He didn't come back overnight."

ah? Ling Shu forgot to chew the oil cake in his mouth for a while.

This time it seems to be a bit serious.

It is common for husband and wife to quarrel, but usually at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, Zhou Thirty quickly calmed down, and it was unprecedented for him to spend the night outside.

"Sister, don't worry, I'll find someone as soon as I finish eating."

Ling Yao actually looked away: "Forget it, what can I do if I find it, come back or quarrel, if he really has a new love, I'll let it go."

"Don't stop, this kind of negative thinking is unacceptable!" Ling Shu hurriedly advised, "I'm full, I'm going to find someone right now, and when I get someone back, the two of you have a good talk, but don't stop. There's a quarrel!"

After that, he took a big sip from the soy milk cup, and hurried out with the unfinished oil cake in his mouth.

"Wait, your hat!"

Ling Yao reacted after half a beat.

People have long disappeared at the door, and even Yue Dingtang can't be bothered.

"Sister Ling Yao, I'll just give it to him."

Yue Dingtang got up unhurriedly, and his movements were far more elegant and calmer than Ling Shu.

"Ding Tang stay!"

Ling Yao stopped him, paused, and gave him a wry smile.

"I have a few words to tell you."

Yue Dingtang: "I'll go out to find him first, and it's not too late to come back at night if I have something to say."

"I know he didn't study abroad in those years."

Ling Yao's sudden words made him stop.

"Ling Shu left for eight years. When he came back, his whole person changed. I almost didn't recognize him. He said that he went abroad to study and went to France, but he couldn't even speak French. I don't know who he was during these eight years. How did it go, I don't even know where he went or what he did, I tried to sidetrack him, but he was very alert and wouldn't reveal a word."

"But I know that in the past eight years, he must have suffered a lot. He used to sleep, and he couldn't wake up from thunderstorms. When he came back, a little movement could wake him up. He even lied to me that he had practiced his left hand. Writing, I find it fun, obviously my right hand is injured and I can't work hard, do you really take me for a fool?"

As he spoke, Ling Yao's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was choked up.

"At the end of the day, I'm just a woman with limited knowledge and can't help him much, but this guy has high vision, and ordinary girls don't like it, and I don't know how long I can take care of him as a sister. Ding Tang, The two of you were classmates in the past, and your friendship was extraordinary, please help me to persuade him more and pay more attention to him, even those dancing girls, as long as they have good behavior, I will recognize them."

Yue Dingtang frowned slightly.

Why does this sound like a confession

What's more, he didn't like listening to what Ling Yao said.

"Don't worry about Ling Shu."

Without letting her continue, Yue Dingtang interrupted directly.

"What if he didn't go abroad to study? In this world, there are many people who are talented but useless in the right way. On the contrary, he has a pure heart, exquisite and exquisite, which is rare in the world. There are many people who like him, but treat him sincerely. , how many of you can never leave and share weal and woe? Even if you are sincere, but you can't help yourself and can't protect him, what's the use?"

"In the future, his right hand cannot be used, and I am his right hand. With me, he will be fine."

"What Ling Shu hopes most is that you can be happy and comfortable. He has grown up and is a man, and can go the way he wants to go, but you are the person he will never let go. It doesn't matter if you and Zhou Thirty are separated, continue. No matter if we are together, you are his sister, and he will be relieved only if you are doing well."

Ling Yao was slightly stunned.

Yue Dingtang didn't give her much time to think.

He picked up Ling Shu's hat, nodded at her, said "I'll leave first", and left in a hurry.

Ling Shu had long forgotten about the hat.

He went to the city government first, and found out that Zhou 30 was on vacation today, but he didn't go to work, so he went straight to the concession, that is, outside the small house where Ling Yao "caught a traitor" last time.

The conflict between Ling Yao and Zhou Thirty has reached the point where it cannot help but be resolved, Ling Shu did not wait outside this time, but went directly to the door.

He rang the doorbell outside the yard.

After a while, the door of the small house was opened, and a woman dressed as a servant stood from the door and looked at Ling Shu outside the courtyard.

"Hello, my surname is Ling. I'm a police officer at the city police station. This is my certificate."

The servant was surprised: "Mr. Police Officer, is there anything wrong?"

Ling Shu: "I have a case at hand, which is related to your hostess. If it is inconvenient to let me in, you can send a message and invite someone outside, and we can talk here."

The servant hesitated for a moment: "Wait a moment."

Ling Shu was still thinking about whether to move out Zhou Thirty's name so that when the other party saw him, the maid appeared again, and she came out of the house and opened the courtyard door for Ling Shu.

"Hello, Mr. Ling, my hostess has a request."

"Thank you."

The previous owner of the small bungalow should have been a foreigner. He sold the house for some reason and was bought by the current owner. The decorations that Ling Shu can see are full of Western European style. Many things are left by the previous owner, and there are almost no decorations with Chinese characteristics. .

Generally speaking, the first thing to own a house must be to put on your own things, especially women. Some small objects can declare possession and existence, and there will always be some traces left.

But this house does not have, from beginning to end, only Western-style furnishings.

The lady sitting in front of Ling Shu, the lady on the sofa, was dressed in Chinese clothes, and could not find any trace of the new style of returning from overseas. Even the tea cup that the servant brought to Ling Shu was not a Western-style porcelain cup. It is a blue and white tea cup.

This can only indicate one problem, that is, the hostess did not pay much attention to the decoration of the house.

To be precise, she has no sense of belonging to this house.

Ling Shu found that the other party showed subtle anxiety about his arrival.

His hands were folded on his knees, his fingers bent unconsciously, rubbing the fabric.

The corners of his lips pursed slightly, and he swallowed from time to time.

His eyes seemed to be looking at him, and from time to time they drifted elsewhere.

These are intense details.

Putting these aside, the other party is very young, maybe in his early twenties, although his hair is combed back into a bun, he still retains a bit of charm. To be honest, he is not as good as Ling Yao, but it cannot be ruled out that Zhou Thirty is greedy for freshness. After all, Ling Shu also understands the nature of men. No matter how honest he is, there will inevitably be times when he will go wrong.

"Sir Ling, I don't know what's the matter with the sudden visit? Our family obeys the law and has never committed any crimes."

Ling Shuyuan wanted to tell the truth about her identity, but when she saw her reaction, she changed her mind.

"Ms. Sun, don't be nervous. My visit this time is related to a gentleman surnamed Zhou."

The reason why I knew the hostess's surname was because the wooden sign outside the door had Sun's house written on it.

Before he could finish speaking, there was a movement outside the door.

It was followed by a childish voice.

"Mom, I'm back!"

The maid opened the door, and the little boy ran in. Seeing that there were guests in the room, he stopped to look curiously.

Ling Shu smiled at him.

He was a little embarrassed and turned to his mother.

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

Sun hugged him, whispered a few words of comfort, and let the maid take him away.

"Sorry, Mr. Ling, the child is fooling around, please continue."

Ling Shu said, "Do you know Zhou Thirty?"

Sun shi looked surprised, nodded, and immediately felt a little uneasy: "I know, but what happened to him?"

Ling Shu: "I would like to ask what is your relationship between Mr. Zhou and Ms. Sun?"

Mrs. Sun: "Friend, Mr. Zhou has helped me a lot, and I am very grateful to him."

Ling Shu: "To be honest, my sister's surname is Ling, she is Zhou Thirty's wife, and I am Zhou Thirty's brother-in-law. My sister and brother-in-law have some family changes because of you. As a relative, I have a duty to come here. I'd like to understand, I'm taking the liberty to interrupt, I wonder if Ms. Sun can tell me, is your relationship with my brother-in-law really just friends?"

An hour later, Ling Shu came out of Sun's house.

He did not have any conflict with Ms. Sun, and the two chatted harmoniously from beginning to end.

But his full of doubts was weird, but it became more and more intense.

Ling Shu urgently needs to find someone to pour out the analysis.

The outside was not as warm as the inside, and the wind was blowing, and he couldn't help sneezing.

It was already summer, and Ling Shu didn't feel cold.

Who's talking about himself behind his back