Chapter 287

"Who are you? I don't know you. Why tell you my name? I'm going to find my mother... "

Then I heard the sound of pedaling, pedaling and running. Soon a small meatball came and plunged into Jingzhi's arms: "Mom, mom..."

Mrs. Meng turned around and shut up behind a bunch of flowers and looked at the little child. She had exactly the same eyes as Shao Xuan, no, and that fox! Her fingers can't help pinching one by one, but it's a raw stab in the palm!

Li Li, you are lucky. Your grandson has grown so big. Unfortunately, my grandson hasn't been seen yet. No matter how good or how likable your grandson is, he is doomed to be just a wild man! One day, I will never think of his entrance to Meng's house! Even if the old man likes it, I can't bear to stay. The Meng family can only be shaoting's, and the worst is Shaoqian's. don't think it's your son's turn, your grandson!

You can't fight me alive. You can't fight me if you die. Li Li, you can only blame yourself for your poor life. Who makes you a short-lived ghost? If you die early, even your own son can't be a waste. You think I can't help you if you get the favor of Zhenzong?

You look down on me too much. Women in the world will never be soft in the face of stealing their husband's real junior. Don't worry, I will make you never close your eyes underground. Take a good look at your son, grandson, what will happen!

Hate to think, but the heart still feel angry unbearable, this hate is naturally transferred to Fu Jingzhi, really a fickle woman, but and shaoting divorce for a few years, hook. Take Shaoxuan, there are other people's children, have such a wild. Kind of face is born! Bah! It's worthy to be with her mother, born cheap. Life!

Mrs. Meng saw the three people standing together through the flowers in front of her. They were handsome men and beautiful women. The little child was as white and lovely as ice and jade. The bigger the eyes were, the more smart they were. The more she looked at them, the more crazy the flames of jealousy burned. The original harmonious picture was like a sharp thorn, a drill at a time Into her heart..

"Mom, how are you standing here?" Suddenly, a low voice of inquiry came from behind, showing some anxiety and concern. Mrs. Meng was shocked and hurriedly turned around. However, she saw Meng Shaoqian standing not far behind her. She suddenly changed her face and showed some proud disdain: "what are you doing standing behind me secretly?"

Just as Meng Shao Chien opened her mouth, Mrs. Meng suddenly changed her face and snapped, "are you here for the birthday party?"

Meng Shao Chien smiled bitterly: "Mom, Shao Ting is my brother after all. Brother..."

"Shut up!" Mrs. Meng trembled angrily: "you come back with me now! Don't think you're great when you become the chairman of the board. You and I are the same in the dark. Dad is not dead yet! Shao Ting is making a fool of himself. You, the elder brother, don't say anything to help persuade him, but follow him! "

"Mom, I didn't." Meng Shao Chien was very hateful in his heart, but he still looked respectful on his face: "my second brother is your favorite son. I only think he is good. How can I disobey him casually?"

He said, and a little Xiao Suo appeared on his face. Mrs. Meng laughed angrily. "It's against heaven. Are you afraid of your brother, brother? In a word, you still can't bear it. You can't even suppress your brother. Meng gave it to you. Let me and you. How can dad rest assured? "

Meng Shao's incised eyes don't move, but his lips have cold lines. The corners of his mouth are slightly turned down, but they hang on his body. The fingers on both sides of his body are tightly tightened, making a piece of blue and white.

"Come back with me, and don't make a fool of yourself!" When Mrs. Meng saw that he was submissive, she said repeatedly that she felt a little better. After seeing the eldest son, she had some good color.

Meng Shao Qian turned and smiled mildly. He stepped forward to help Mrs. Meng and whispered, "Mom, I'll drive you back. Someone just sent me some good things. I'm going to show them to mom. You've seen a lot, so you can help me appreciate them."

The smile on Mrs. Meng's face deepened, glancing at him, she said, "it's rare that you have such a mind."

When I went back to mengjiaxin's house, it was sure that Meng Shaoqian had made some very decent antiques. Mrs. Meng liked this and looked at it for a long time after wearing glasses. Seeing what she liked, Meng Shaoqian kept his mind. At the end of the day, he decided that it was a waste for him to leave these things. It's just a matter of chewing peony. It's better to make something for her and a son's heart Meaning.

Mrs. Meng is very useful. She specially informed the kitchen to clean up a table of food in the evening and left Meng Shao Qian for dinner.

He also said a few words about today's event with Meng Shao Qian. When he said something different, Meng Shao Qian put his chopsticks on his back and looked a little serious: "that's the child of the third brother and Miss Fu."

"How can I not know?" Mrs. Meng sneered. "What about Shaoxuan's children? You can see that Shaoxuan is much loved by the old man. What's the end now? If no one is under house arrest, his son will be able to turn over the Wuzhishan mountain. "

Meng Shaoqian smiled gently and poured tea to Mrs. Meng with his own hands. "As the saying goes, my father is older year by year, and his children and grandchildren are already full. This time, Manjun has made such a scene again. My father must be upset. If he knows that there is something different..."

"How about knowing? He can't let that little wild seed in! " Mrs. Meng's face is sullen, and her tone is a little bad.

"Mom, Dad naturally respects what you mean, but when he is old, he naturally likes his children and grandchildren around his knees. What's more, dad always loves his third brother. His third brother is in such a situation. If he sees something different, it's not the same and it's so lovely, it's hard to guarantee that he can't think about it this time..."

He said, Mrs. Meng's eyebrows tightened a little. At the end of the day, she just held the cup in her hand, motionless.

Meng Shaoqian saw that she was like this, and knew that she had heard it, so he closed his mouth at the right time. If he spoke more, he would make people wonder what other thoughts he had.

"You're right. I missed it." Mrs. Meng nodded her head and looked at Meng Shao Qian again. She smiled at the bottom of her eyes. "You have always been a capable man. I mistook you."

As she said, she even reached out to straighten the hair of Meng Shao's moat and had a rare love on her face: "I usually prefer Shao Ting, so you can't avoid resentment in your heart? But the palm and back of the hand are all meat. Even if I have a migraine, you are my own son, and I also attach great importance to you. "

Meng Shao's face is moving, but his heart is indifferent. It's too late.

My heart has been broken by lingchi for a long time. I don't know how many times I trampled on it. It's nonsense to want to be repaired again.

But in my heart, my face is silent. When I hold Mrs. Meng's hand, my eyes will be sour. When I open my mouth, my voice will even tremble: "Mom, if I have you, it's enough..."

When Mrs. Meng saw him like this, she was very satisfied. "Well, it's not too early. Come to talk to me when you are free some other day. I have something to do with you."

Knowing that she was going to say something different to herself, Meng Shaoqian nodded solemnly, and then left without mentioning it.

After such a quarrel, Meng shaoting didn't have much thought, and Jing Zhi was a little bit of a lost soul.

Acacia and Yijie didn't come, and there seemed to be something wrong with Shenbei city in the autumn. They didn't agree with each other. The rest of them didn't know each other very well, so the scene was a little cold. It was good to say a few childish words from time to time at different times, which added some laughter.

Fortunately, by the end of the birthday party, Jingzhi and Meng shaoting had left the quiet garden.

The housekeeper directs the servants to tidy up the banquet scene. Ping Ping and the baby sitter take different baths and sleep. When they sleep, Meng shaoting and Jing Zhi go to the bedroom in the small building.

It's a quiet boudoir when you're not married.

Jing knows that she took off her high-heeled shoes as soon as she entered the door. She cried bitterly. In order to match this long skirt, her high-heeled shoes are twelve centimeters long. Meng shaoting was really sad to see her. He felt guilty. He always ignored her and couldn't take care of her.

"I'll take a bath first. You wait." Jingzhi looks at him, but there seems to be a little alienation in the bottom of his eyes.

"Don't go." Meng shaoting sat on the bed. He reached for her arm, and with a little effort, he carried her into his arms. His voice was mellow and deep, and he brushed in her ear. "Angry?"