Four hundred and twentieth chapters cold heart(1/2)
"Okay," said Changqing: "But I don't know who participated?"
"All of them are old friends of Zhang, and you know them all."
Zhou Qingwan smiled.
"Okay, I will definitely arrive at that time."
Hang up the phone, Changqing caressed her hair gently.
I seem to be neglecting maintenance recently. If I go like this, wouldn’t it be a joke?
She went upstairs to get her bag, and when she got down, she happened to be in the same face with Luo's father who had just returned.
“Where to go?”
Looking at Chang Qing's outfit, Luo's father asked.
"Go and get some breath," Changqing kept holding his feet. "With them all day long, the living people will be sick."
Luo's father pursed his lips.
She also knows that it will be ill?
She forgot that he had never left home for half a year.
Evergreen passed by him and went out.
Luo's father stared at her back until he went out, and he called a servant to help him.
"Is someone looking for a wife just now?"
The helper nodded, "A woman, she looks very young when she hears her voice."
The servants have just arrived for half a year and are not very clear about the things at home.
Luo's father waved his hand and handed her the bag in his hand.
The helper glanced at it and it was an ordinary soy milk fried dough stick.
"Sir, your body cannot eat fried dough sticks."
Help the servants honestly.
"Once once, it doesn't matter," Luo's father slowed down his tone.
When a couple quarrels, there is no need to involve others.
The servant nodded, put the items out, and cut some cucumbers to cool.
Luo's father changed his clothes, washed his hands, and the food was served.
Luo's father lowered his eyes, finished breakfast alone, and went to the back garden to cook flowers and plants.
After helping the servant clean up the dining table, he didn't hear any movement, so he went to the back garden.
Sure enough, I saw Luo's father.
The back garden has a large space, and Luo's father stood with a shower in his hand and his back to her.
It’s obviously just watering the flowers, but it makes people feel lonely.
The helper thought for a while and burned a pot of water.
Come over with a tea set.
"Sir, the flowering period is about to pass, so why not enjoy it while the flowers are still blooming."
She put the tea tray and said with a smile.
When Luo's father heard this, he looked at her with some surprise, and turned to the view of the back garden.
Before we knew it, it was getting cold.
Although this garden has insulation equipment, it can prolong the flowering period, and plant habits allow them to continue the laws of nature.
In summer, there are only a few flowers left in the garden.
He was a little moved.
It's like his life.
When you are proud, you are sought after and praised.
When we were in a downturn, there was only the whole garden lonely.
The servant didn't know why he was moved, but he felt a little regretful when he saw him standing still.
Are you too reckless?
"gentlemen."
She shouted carefully.
Luo's father came to his senses and smiled.
"I understand, you go and do it."
His voice was gentle, and he obviously did not blame her for his good deeds.
The helper breathed a sigh of relief and went to the hall to clean up.
Luo's father sat down and made tea in an orderly manner.
The tea fragrance spread out with his movements.
He poured a glass and sipped it gently.
The tea soup is slightly astringent, and gradually returns to sweetness.
But it's a good tea.
He subconsciously wanted to pretend and send it to his father.
But as soon as he got up, Old Luo's angry and anxious heart appeared in front of him, staring at him and falling down.
He shivered, sprinkled the tea soup and burned his fingers.
He put down the tea cup, wiped the tea soup, and sighed softly.
To be honest, he still doesn't understand why his father is so angry with him.
He really wanted to go over and take care of him.
After all, my daughter-in-law has to take care of two young people. Even if she has a special assistant, it is impossible to do everything perfectly. Isn’t it great to help multiple people?
Luo's father, who has only dealt with men for most of his life, was confused.
Until now, I don’t understand what my father is angry about.
In the evening, Changqing came back with a comfortable and comfortable look on his face.
When she saw Luo’s father sitting on the sofa, she immediately lowered her face.
"You can't find something to do, just stay like this every day, and you won't be afraid of getting into trouble."
Luo's father didn't raise his head.
He is now used to the onset of the raging wind and rain.
As long as the left and right are silent, they will pass by, and he is too lazy to care about it.
Changqing was not satisfied with the failure to get a response.
She walked to Luo's father and raised her eyebrows.
"You didn't hear me?"
She got very close, forcing Luo's father to look up.
"What do you want to say to me?"
Luo's father said lightly: "Even if I don't do anything, I will have a monthly pension. What about you, what do you have?"
"Do you dislike me for not making money?"
The evergreen expression was sharp.
"Who caused the money I was trapped in Zhang?"
"It's your baby son."
"If it weren't for him, I could buy property and land now."
"There is no need to hide from the people in the courtyard like a mouse."
"Don't talk about others," Luo's father realized that he had cultivated his character these days, but he was still angry after a moment.
"My son told you early in the morning, don't get involved with Zhang."
"Have you heard it?"
"If it weren't for you, the old guy in the compound would break off diplomatic relations with me?"
Speaking of this, Luo's father was so angry that he was furious.
To be continued...