Chapter 330: Pit son and pit father

At that moment, watching his smiling daughter, Jiang Ancheng actually burst into tears.
His daughter has grown up and can do what she wants to do on her own.
As a father, he was ashamed and gratified.
There is more gratification than shame. In this world, it is more important for a person to rely on himself than on others, even if that other person is a father, a brother, or a husband.
"Xiaoyu, take a trip with your uncle." Zhen Shicheng said.
Yu Jin, dressed in regular clothes, held a fist at Zhen Shicheng and came to Jiang Ancheng: "Uncle, let's go."
Jiang Ancheng looked at the young man in Yushu Linfeng, and then at his slim little daughter, and sighed with joy.
Xiaoyu and Si'er are still very good match, look back to test what Si'er meant. If Si'er is willing to ask Brother Zhen to be a witness, it is much more reliable than Si'er thinking about marrying a high school.
As for the gambling agreement between the daughter and the old lady?
Hehe, anyway, the government has already ruled that Yi'er and Zhu Ziyu have reconciled, and of course they are repenting!
Jiang Ancheng made the decision for his daughter silently without any psychological burden.
Seeing the crowd disperse like a tide, the court became deserted and deserted, Zhen Shicheng walked towards one place with his hands under his hands.
Zhen Heng stood there, looking lonely because of the lack of people watching the excitement.
Seeing his father come before him, Zhen Heng smiled: "Father."
Zhen Shicheng's tone is meaningful: "How, scared?"
Zhen Heng couldn't help looking in the direction where Jiang Si was leaving, with a clean smile on his face, and his voice was cleaner than a smile: "Your son is not scared."
He was pleased with that girl, not because she was a pretty lady who didn't show her teeth. From the beginning of encountering in the mountains and forests, he accepted her difference.
And just now, he saw another side of her brilliance.
When a person becomes more unique in his heart, it should be a deeper joy.
He thought, he fell in love with her.
I want to have breakfast with her, hug and sleep together, and spend this life happily together.
If this person is replaced by someone else, he will feel very sorry.
Looking at the appearance of his son, Zhen Shicheng suddenly felt his brain hurt.
Calling his son to watch, originally wanted to make him recognize that Ms. Jiang is not a well-behaved lady, and her son who is good at reading, happy poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is not the same person, so that this kid will give up early.
But looking at the appearance of this silly boy, it seems that he is sinking deeper...
When it's over, it seems to be running on the way of pitting his son without looking back, and I must not let my wife know!
Shuntian Mansion became more and more deserted, but a mighty crowd rushed outside the gate of Zhu's house. The gatekeeper was shocked and hurried to report to Mrs. Zhu.
Mrs. Zhu was guarding the flower hall in the front yard.
Dongping Bofu suddenly sue the government for justice. The master and son both went to the Yamen. What happened?
When the doorman came in to report, Mrs. Zhu had already walked out of the flower hall, her mind was not standing on the stone steps.
"Husband, madam, many people have come!"
"Where are the masters and sons?"
"I didn't see the master and the son, there are too many people."
"Madam—" The steward who accompanied Zhu Shaoqing and his son to Shuntian Mansion hurried in.
At first glance at Guan Gang's face pale as a ghost, Madam Zhu's heart sank, and she hurriedly asked, "How?"
The manager fell to the ground and cried bitterly: "Madam, I lost, I lost..."
Mrs. Zhu staggered back and hurriedly reached out to support the pillars.
Another servant hurried over: "Madam, Uncle Dong Ping said at the door that he would take the big girl."
Madam Zhu's expression changed, and she strode out.
Jiang Ancheng did not enter the gate of Zhu's house, but stood beside the stone lion outside the gate and waited.
Mrs. Zhu was accompanied by the maid-in-law and stepped across the high threshold. She glanced at the dark crowd outside the door, dizzy and dizzy.
After a while, Mrs. Zhu smiled forcefully: "Since the uncle is here, why don't you go in and say?"
Jiang Ancheng twitched the corners of his mouth with a calm face: "Shuntian House Yin has already sentenced Zhu and Jiang to make peace. I will not enter the gate of Zhu House. This time I came to pick up my granddaughter Yanyan."
"It's impossible!" Madam Zhu was taken aback, subconsciously looking for Zhu Shaoqing and his son, but only received countless contemptuous eyes.
These gazes seemed like a knife was lingering at Madam Zhu's body.
"Bah, I'm still a scholar, I actually brought up this kind of son!"
"That's right, I am murdering my wife in order to be a husband and wife with other women, and I want to take the initiative to divorce my wife if he fails to kill him. How come there are such people in the world..."
Madam Zhu felt that these words were floating from the horizon, separated by clouds.
"What are they talking about?"
Guan Shi leaned in Mrs. Zhu's ear and said: "Madam, the government has sentenced the big girl to a big grandmother for raising..."
Madam Zhu's eyes were straight, and she didn't seem to understand the things in charge.
"Mrs. Zhu, don't faint." The girl's soft voice came, as if a basin of ice water was poured over her head.
Madam Zhu struggled to hold up her eyelids, and what caught her eye was a cold and pretty face.
"Miss Jiang Si." Madam Zhu came to her senses and stared at Jiang Si vigilantly.
Jiang Si took a step forward and smiled softly and harmlessly: "Look, I said I will come to pick up Yanyan."
"You, you—" Madam Zhu pointed to Jiang Si, unable to say a word, only that this overly beautiful face was even more terrifying than evil spirits.
Jiang Si colded his face, and said to Zhu Mansion: "Go and take your eldest girl out!"
The manager of Zhu's house subconsciously turned and walked towards the house. After taking two steps, he suddenly reacted: No, why did he listen to Jiang's instructions?
The manager of Zhu's house hesitated to look at Mrs. Zhu.
Mrs. Zhu's expression was numb and did not respond.
Yu Jin, who was standing aside with a few government officials, said lightly: "Zhu Ziyu and Jiang's daughter Yanyan has been sentenced to be brought up by the woman. If your government refuses to implement it, then I will go in and take people directly."
An old voice came: "Hold the big girl out."
Madam Zhu suddenly changed her face and almost rushed forward: "Master, what happened to you?"
Zhu Shaoqing was dressed decently when he left the house, but at this moment, the original color of the clothes could not be discerned. They were all yellow, green, and unidentified objects, and even the hair was dripping with soup, freezing in this cold sky.
Zhu Shaoqing raised his eyes to look at the thick and dazzling plaque at the gate of Zhu Mansion, and muttered: "If the son is not the fault of the father, I have to pay for the sin I made!"
Jiang Si hugged Yanyan and walked out.
"Auntie, why didn't the mother come?"
"Your mother is making sweets that Yanyan likes to eat."
"Really? Can Yanyan bring back to eat for grandfather, grandmother and dad?"
Jiang Si paused and glanced at Zhu Shaoqing and Madam Zhu, but he blocked Zhu Ziyu's direction.
"Yes." Jiang Si hugged Yanyan tighter, "Yanyan can discuss with your mother and ask your mother to do more."
In the heart of the young daughter, the father is the most reliable mountain, and she should not decide whether to overthrow the mountain in Yanyan's heart.
"Let me hug, the child is quite heavy." Yu Jin stretched out his hand.
"Yanyan will recognize her."
Yu Jin smiled at the little girl: "Yanyan, do you want to hug me?"
Yanyan tilted her head and looked at the black-eyed teenager, and stretched out her hand: "Brother, hug."