Cheng Wei's long and slightly picked pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were half-closed, and he seemed to be laughing without laughing. He asked Mr. Cheng Er word by word: Father, you said, who is lying to others?

Two of the same questions, a young child's tender voice was full of ignorance; a young girl's cold voice was full of sarcasm.

Mr. Cheng Er seemed to have been slapped on both sides of his face, one after another, and was in a mess under the gaze of his children.

He couldn't help but glared at Aunt Dong.

Over the years, there has been no friction between Aunt Dong and Mr. Cheng Er, but this is the first time in front of Cheng Wei and Cheng Che.

Aunt Dong felt panic, her beautiful eyes were like crying but not crying. Lianbu walked to Mr. Cheng Er, her voice soft and timid like a girl: Master, I am also very eager to love my son, and I am too anxious. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Brother Yang slipping down from the third girl. How could I tell how it came down?

She said as she turned to Cheng Wei, lowered her head and exposed her slender and white neck, and her posture was very low: Miss Third Girl, I just saw it wrong and misunderstood you. I'm here to apologize to you, please forgive me.

Cheng Wei ignored Aunt Dong at all and still looked at Master Cheng Er: What do you think about Father?

Mr. Cheng Er is particularly angry.

Since Aunt Dong, who was like a furious woman, made such a misunderstanding, she even more furiously pressed her step by step, not leaving any face for him as a father. Because the guilt in his heart had long been replaced by anger and angry emotions, he frowned and said: Wei'er, you are not a child. As a noble girl, you must have the moral character of forgiveing ​​others. Since Aunt Dong has apologized, are you still not willing to forgive me?

As soon as Master Cheng Er finished speaking, Aunt Dong knelt down with a pounce: Third Miss, I will kowtow to you. As long as you forgive me, no, even if you don’t forgive me, as long as you are a lot of pride, don’t send your anger to Brother Yang and Tong'er.

Cheng Wei only glanced at Aunt Dong for the first time since she entered the room, with her lips curled up and her long eyebrows raised: Aunt Hua. I'm talking to my father, why are you fucking me?

Aunt Dong trembled all over and her eyes were dull.

The third girl called her Aunt Hua again. She also called her Aunt Hua again.

The master felt so humiliated that she could no longer kneel down. When she got up, she threw herself into Master Cheng Er's arms and started crying.

Cheng Wei looked at Master Cheng Er calmly: His father only demanded his daughter with the virtue of a noble daughter, but never demanded himself with the virtue of a gentleman.

Cheng Che, who held Cheng Wei's hand, tightened his hands, but his face remained silent.

He knew his sister's temperament. If he didn't say it happily today, he should hurt himself again, so how could he bear to stop him?

As for the consequences of angering his father, he will be in front of him.

Cheng Wei, you are talking to your father like this, Mr. Cheng Er thinks that when you visit your second daughter today, you should take a look at the calendar first. There has never been a day like now, not only to say that your face is on the floor, but to be trampled over and over again.

My daughter is just telling the truth. Cheng Wei glanced at Aunt Dong with a light look, like looking at an object that would not breathe, and then withdrew her gaze. If a father was a gentleman, how could he let an aunt say he loved her? He kept saying that she was like a brother Tonger? He really thought that being called by the fourth sister and fourth brother was really their mother, and he still had the face to kneel in front of me and begging for forgiveness. Is it so unreasonable that I would not forgive an aunt?

Cheng Wei, stop me, Master Cheng Er was guilty and angry and scolded, don’t forget how my father came back, how, is it not enough in your heart that my father’s life is enough to make you respect Aunt Dong

If it were an ordinary girl, she might have been so flinched by Master Cheng's words.

If Mr. Cheng Er can't come back, Cheng Wei will be a posthumous daughter. Shiqing is very mean to posthumous daughter, and he thinks that the blessing of Bo defeats his father, and the future marriage will inevitably be bumpy. For example, Han Qiuhua, a girl from the Duke of Wei's Mansion, hadn't decided to take a marriage since she was a child, a few years ago, the old lady of Duke of Wei and others would have had a headache about her marriage that would be too high or too low.

The second master Cheng Er resurrected from the dead, avoiding Cheng Wei's fate as a posthumous daughter and also avoiding the fate of Han's widow. If he thought about this from this perspective, when he asked this sentence, the daughter who was a daughter really dared not say anything else.

But Cheng Wei has never been a regular girl. She couldn't think of anything about her posthumous daughter. Even in her heart, her life before she was eight years old was happier than later. It would be strange if she could be grateful to Aunt Dong.

The little girl opened her eyes wide and had only one thought in her mind.

There are not many fathers as thick-skinned as her father in this world.

Her lips raised lightly and she hung a sarcastic smile: Father, I heard that it was Aunt Dong's father who saved you at the beginning.

Master Cheng Er frowned and said nothing.

Cheng Wei didn't care and pointed at Aunt Dong: You have promised to repay your kindness with your body, why? This kindness cannot be repaid. It is not enough for you to repay your body, and you have to ask your daughter to repay your body.

Cheng Wei and the second master Cheng's face turned into a pig's liver, gritted his teeth and squeezed out the name of the second daughter who killed thousands of swords.

A big man, a man with an official body, was told by his daughter that he would give him a promise to repay his kindness. Master Cheng Er felt his blood surging. He closed his mouth and did not dare to continue talking, for fear that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would spur out his mouthful of old blood.

Cheng Wei nodded and suddenly realized: Oh, I understand. My father felt that Aunt Dong was wronged as a concubine. This is also true. He was originally the daughter of the life-saving benefactor. He became a concubine. He felt that it was normal for him to feel wronged.

Mr. Cheng Er seemed to have found a step and breathed a sigh of relief: Wei'er, if you understand this principle, my father's words today will not be in vain.

Aunt Dong raised her head from Master Cheng Er's arms: Master, I never felt wronged.

Cheng Wei glanced at her coldly and warned unhappily: Aunt Hua, you're insulting again

A voice from Aunt Hua made Aunt Dong tremble, and then buried it in Master Cheng Er's arms and started crying.

Cheng Wei sneered: Father, look, Aunt Hua is inconsistent, she is obviously very aggrieved, otherwise why would she cry like this

Her tone finally eased a little, and she patiently advised: Aunt Hua, don’t cry. Since today’s words are said, I will explain this truth to you. If you feel wronged and want to cry in the future, don’t cry for me. This grievance was not given to you by others, but by my father. If he couldn’t bear to be a concubine, he should have stayed in your village at the beginning, and no one would compete with you for the position of a righteous lady.

Speaking of this, the corners of her mouth were raised again. It was obvious that the girl was sarcastic when she was sarcastic. However, her snow-skinned appearance was so beautiful that she had not yet shed the girl's youth. In Cheng Che's eyes, she felt that she was playful and cute. Her smile flashed from the bottom of her eyes. She quickly lowered her eyes and gently pulled Cheng Wei braids behind her back.

Thinking that he was encouraged by his brother, Cheng Wei moved back comfortably, leaning against Cheng Che's arm, and his smile became more flamboyant and bright: Father, do you think this is the reason?

Mr. Cheng Er looked ugly: Wei Er, don’t talk nonsense, both parents, wife and daughter are there, how can you stay in a remote villa and make your parents feel sad for a lifetime

Aunt Dong raised her head and showed a look of understanding.

Cheng Wei pursed his lips: Why didn’t my father divorce his mother? In that way, Aunt Hua wouldn’t have to be a concubine.

Aunt Hua looked pale and trembled slightly in Master Cheng Er's arms. Master Cheng Er was also choked by the second daughter's repeated questions. After a while, she squeezed out a sentence: Forget it, you are sick, father doesn't care, so let your mother discipline more in the future.

After talking, Mr. Cheng Er took Aunt Dong and his son away in vain. He had long forgotten what he wanted to call the old lady, Han and others.

Brother Yang was carried out by Aunt Dong, who was hit hard, and turned his head and looked at Cheng Wei reluctantly.

Cheng Wei waved his hand and said with a light tone: Brother Yang, come often in the future.

The little fat man immediately felt energetic and shouted happily: Third sister, I will come tomorrow

Unfortunately, before Cheng Wei could say anything, he had to prepare the mandarin duck milk roll for him, Aunt Dong hugged him and disappeared quickly at the door.

Cheng Wei relaxed and sighed softly.

Weiwei, my second brother has treated you the wound. Cheng Che took the pillow and stuffed it behind Cheng Wei, and half-kneeled down.

The soles of her feet were no longer bleeding, and the dried blood stuck the soles and the silk stockings together. Cheng Che carefully cut off the silk stockings for her while saying distressedly: Weiwei, what are you and your father doing? This has been delayed for a long time, and they are stuck together, and it will hurt later.

Cheng Wei asked replies without answering: Why is the second brother back?

Cheng Che paused with his hands holding the scissors.

From Cheng Wei, he heard that he was almost targeted by the eldest princess. Although she was still aware of it, he still couldn't help but run away. When he calmed down, he was worried about his sister and father's meeting, so he returned.

But Cheng Che was beaten to death and couldn't say this. After hesitating for a moment, he said wisely: Isn't the plate of the mandarin duck milk rolls here? The second brother comes back to get it.

Cheng Wei's eyes flashed with annoyance: It was all that fat man, which made his second brother's plate break.

Then when I come back, my second brother will beat him up for you.

Cheng Wei thought of the cheerful smile of the fat man, and said awkwardly: Forget it.

Brother and sister look at each other and smile at the same time. It will be continued.
Chapter completed!