The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Zhen Shicheng heard about this and scolded Zhen Heng: "Young and frivolous!"

Zhen Heng hurriedly bowed his head to admit his mistake: "My son drank too much."

He admitted that Jiang Cang, the eldest son of Dongping Bofu, had good knowledge, but he couldn't bear to step on him to become famous.

He worked so hard to test a Jie Yuan and came back. A few years later, others said that Jiang Cang had not finished the test and let him pick up the advantage. Wouldn't he be suffocated to death. At this time, if you don't take the time to correct your own name, do you have to wait for a pale excuse in the future?

Besides—thinking of the Uncle Dongping, Zhen Heng felt a little ripple in his heart.

He took down Jie Yuan with a sigh of relief, hoping that she could see his brilliance.

Maybe she changed her mind.

That time of rejection, Zhen Heng decided to silently put away all his thoughts, but it was not so easy for a young man who had just met his feelings to forget his first heartbeat.

In the end, it's a little unwilling.

And Zhen Heng has this pride to make himself better, so good that even if the other party doesn't like it, he can't ignore his brilliance.

"Father, why don't you take your son to the Uncle Dongping to admit his mistake?"

Zhen Shicheng felt that his son's proposal was good.

The little girl called him Shibo, and Dongpingbo and him also had a good temper. Now they are brothers, so the son's arrogant behavior after drinking at the Luming Banquet can't be deaf and dumb, and take his son to Dongpingbo's mansion to watch A state is what it should mean.

Zhen Heng saw his father's expression, knowing that there was drama, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Zhen Shicheng was about to nod his head when he caught a glimpse of the faint smile on his son's mouth and suddenly recalled it. He blew his beard and said, "Stinky boy, did you go to the uncle's house to apologize, or to attract bees and butterflies. ?"

"Cough cough cough." Zhen Heng coughed violently, his jade-like ears quickly turned red, and he could not laugh or cry, "Father, what are you talking about?"

Is he that kind of person!

"Besides, how can a person like his son attract bees and butterflies."

Zhen Shicheng stroked his beard slowly: "Is that so, then I'll make an appointment with Jiang Shaoqing in private. Anyway, it's not appropriate to apologize."

Originally, the eldest son of Uncle Dongping had already lost a lot of face. If someone else found out about their visit, it would embarrass Uncle Dongping even more, so Zhen Shicheng had already thought about keeping a low profile.

Of course, the private appointment of Mr. Jiang Er is purely to tease his son.

"Father, it seems more sincere to visit the door." Zhen Heng was a little anxious.

He never thought that he would have the opportunity to go to her house again, this time with an open and honest identity.

Zhen Heng was not afraid that others would recognize him as the servant that Zhen Shicheng had brought by his side.

At that time, he was dressed as a servant boy and stood behind his father in an orderly manner. No one would notice him. The only one who could recognize his identity should be the fourth girl Jiang.

Is Zhen Heng afraid that Jiang Si will recognize his true identity? Of course not afraid!

He feels that he is not bad-looking, and now his reputation is decent, it is easy to win a good impression in front of the girl's family, right?

Zhen Heng thought of that beautiful girl, and suddenly felt a little uncertain.

Seeing that his son's expression was unpredictable, Zhen Shicheng tapped his head with a folding fan and sighed, "You stupid boy!"

The son's heart is not dead, and the old man should help, not to mention the pit dug for his son.

Zhen Heng blushed, trying his best to maintain his composure: "Just tell my son when father goes."

"Didn't you and your classmates have banquets one after another?"

"Everything can be pushed away." Zhen Heng finally couldn't hold back his face when he said this, and made a random excuse to run away in a hurry.

Seeing the back of his son fleeing, Zhen Shicheng sighed.

Forget it, he will help his son try again.

Young people, what is it if you suffer a setback or two, maybe you will get used to it—ahem, you will succeed?

When Mrs. Zhen heard that Zhen Shicheng was going to take her son to Dongpingbo Mansion, she figured out the meaning after a little thought, and immediately grabbed Zhen Shicheng's ear and said angrily: "Okay, it's impossible to harm my son once,

A second time to kill! Zhen Shicheng, what did you think, did that girl give you ecstasy soup? "

If it hadn't been for playing together since wearing open-crotch pants, she would have suspected that the old guy wanted to marry him as a wife.

"Let go quickly, we have to wait for the maids to go out!" Zhen Shicheng's old face flushed red.

Mrs. Zhen noticed that the two maids were still in the house, so she quickly released her hand, and said with a sullen face, "Don't go out yet, I don't have enough eyesight!"

The two maids couldn't wait to run away.

There were only two husband and wife left in the room. Mrs. Zhen sat on the beauty's couch and said with a stern face, "Zhen Shicheng, I tell you, I will never allow you to harm your son again!"

She had tasted the taste of being young and emotional, and it was okay to be in love with each other, but if one of them was unrequited, it would be too uncomfortable.

When she thought that such an excellent son was in such a situation, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Heng'er is not the kind of kid who gets out of the way. He bumped into the wall and put away his thoughts, and slowly got through it. Waiting for him to pick a good girl who stands out for him in the future, what's the matter? But you still do it once. The second time I stir up his thoughts, isn't this hurting him?" Mrs. Zhen became more and more angry, and wished she would take out the washboard now and let Zhen Shicheng kneel.

At this time, the voice of the young man Qingyue came from outside the door: "Father, mother, can my son come in for a while?"

The couple looked at each other, Madam Zhen calmed down and said, "Come in."

The door creaked open and Zhen Heng walked in.

"Is something wrong with Heng'er?" Madam Zhen asked when she saw Zhen Heng closing the door with her backhand.

Zhen Heng gave Mrs. Zhen a bow: "Mother, your son accidentally overheard your dispute with your father just outside the door."

Zhen Shicheng's beard shook.

Accidentally overheard? It's not bad that it's Xie Yuanlang, and his words are very similar to what he used to be.

Mrs. Zhen stared at her son, wondering what he meant by this.

"Mother, don't blame the father, it's the son... The son wants to go again..." After speaking, the boy's ears were red.

It's impossible to say that it's not embarrassing to show your mind so directly in front of your parents, but for the sake of the chance, what is this?

"Heng'er!"

"Mother, listen to me." Zhen Heng raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Zhen without flinching, "You are doing it for the good of your son, and the son understands everything. It's just... Giving up easily will certainly reduce much discussion, but it will be much more. Sorry. Mother, my son doesn't want to have any regrets."

Always have to try again, with his righteous identity.

At least she needs to know who he is, and at least the girl he fell in love with for the first time knows what he was like.

Even if he is destined to be a passer-by in her life, at least he is better than never passing by.

Zhen Heng has never regretted meeting that strange girl in that quiet and quiet forest, even though she has been tortured ever since.

"Mei Niang, young people know that persistence is a good thing, do you still remember when we were there?"

Mrs. Zhen's expression changed, and she finally nodded slightly.