Jiao Luan

Chapter 133
"What, didn't pass the exam?"

In Nian Song Hall, Mrs. Meng was sitting on the kang eating dried fruit, Cheng Yao took a beauty hammer and lightly beat her shoulders.

Cheng Yao stopped moving, her eyes were half down, she glanced at the brother and sister who were kneeling on the ground, and then tapped lightly again.

Mrs. Meng raised her hand: "Yao'er, go and invite your aunt and mother to come over, and let your aunt report to the men by the way."

"Hey." Cheng Yao stood up and passed by Cheng Wei, her skirt swinging lightly, drawing a beautiful arc.

"What's going on, you didn't pass the exam?" Mrs. Meng patted the kang table, and a plate of almonds on the table flew up, and one of them landed on the old uncle who was rarely at home.

The old man picked up the almond, stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a smile, "It's so cold on the ground, let the two children get up."

Mrs. Meng stared, out of breath: "You don't have to worry about these things, you haven't asked them clearly, what are you doing?"

The old man put away his smile and stood up: "It's not the same to get up and ask. By the way, Mr. Jiang Laohou invited me to watch a play. I'm leaving."

He passed Cheng Che and the two of them, and stopped: "It's okay, I didn't pass the exam this time and I will succeed next time. Exams, take the exam if you can, and it doesn't matter if you don't. You can't just take the exam and don't want any fun. Don't kneel It's still cold, it's still cold..."

He patted Cheng Che's shoulder with great strength: "Just spend some time with your grandmother."

The old man left in a hurry, leaving Mrs. Meng with a heartache.

What the hell did she do to spread such an old thing!
To say that the old man is an old thing is actually a bit wronged him.

The old uncle is five years younger than Mrs. Meng. At this age, he has not put on weight. He is still tall and thin. He can't even find a single white hair on his temples. Looking at him suddenly, he thought he was a middle-aged man in his early forties. people.

When Mrs. Meng married, she was twenty-one, and the old man was still a child in her eyes. After all these years, she had never taken a fancy to him.

Especially as they got older, when the two stood side by side, Mrs. Meng didn't look like the old man's first wife, but rather his mother. Mrs. Meng felt very disgusted that the old man stepped into her house again.

"Che'er, tell me." Mrs. Meng had already gotten used to the old uncle's lack of focus, and quickly calmed down.

"Grandmother, my grandson is unfilial, and I have let you down." Cheng Che knelt on one knee, "Grandson went a little late today, but there was a commotion outside the tribute courtyard and a stampede happened, so he didn't go in."

"Then why didn't you go there sooner!" Mrs. Meng's temples were throbbing, and she felt a sharp pain in her head again. She raised her hand to rest her forehead, and looked at Cheng Che with eyes full of anger and disappointment, "Che'er, I thought you were a Steady, so I didn't bother too much, you, you disappointed me so much!"

"No, grandma, it's my fault." Cheng Wei straightened up and said calmly.

"Wei Wei." Cheng Che helplessly called out in a low voice.

He knew that his sister was proud by nature, and the thing he disdains the most is to let others take care of her, and she even specially warned her, but he didn't expect this silly girl to still be disobedient.

Cheng Wei and Cheng Che knelt side by side, quietly stretched out their hands in their sleeves, and tugged at his sleeves to express apology, but they didn't turn around: "Grandmother, I went to see off my second brother, but I don't know who was there Firecrackers were thrown in the sea, causing chaos. The second brother delayed entering the venue to save me."

For Cheng Che, Mrs. Meng was still a little jealous in her heart, and she was showing some face when she was angry, but Cheng Wei was not used to seeing her since she was a child. Seeing that she was getting better and better recently, Mrs. Meng softened up somewhat. He raised some attitudes, but when he heard that Cheng Che's failure in the exam was related to her, the generation of gongshi who had easily captured Huairenbo's mansion disappeared, and that point of relaxation was immediately forgotten.

"I knew that you are a loser, as long as you get involved, nothing good will happen!" Mrs. Meng grabbed the tea gu on the kang table and threw it at Cheng Wei, there was still half of the hot tea in the tea gu.

Cheng Che stretched out his hand to catch the tea gu firmly, and said shamelessly, "Grandmother, you taught me the right thing. My grandson will go to the Taoist temple to burn incense someday to wash away his bad luck."

"I'm not talking about you!" Mrs. Meng said sharply knowing that Cheng Che was protecting Cheng Wei again.

"Grandmother, I know that you are saving face for your grandson. It's okay, just scold me. You shouldn't, you shouldn't, your grandson shouldn't let grandma down, and even hurt the third sister."

"You—" Mrs. Meng lost her mind.

Speaking of which, in the younger generation, this grandson is the most outstanding, capable of writing and martial arts, capable of bending and stretching, if the Huairenbo Mansion is passed on to him, it will not be difficult to maintain prosperity for a hundred years.

It's a pity that he belongs to the second son's family, and even more so, what she has been worried about is that this grandson is too good, and gradually he is getting bigger, not to mention everything about the second son's family, even the position of Huai Renbo's son , all want to compete.

Therefore, for Mrs. Meng, if Cheng Che can successfully pass the scientific examination and become an official, it will be the best of both worlds for the Huairenbo Mansion.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Meng became even more annoyed at Cheng Wei. It can be seen that Cheng Che was so protective of Cheng Wei that he saved a bit of face, and said to Cheng Che: "In that case, you should go to the Princess Mansion and plead guilty to Mr. Gu. "

The Mr. Gu that Mrs. Meng mentioned was Princess Dezhao's son-in-law and Cheng Che's mentor.

"Yes, grandson will go right away." Cheng Che replied respectfully.

"Then go ahead, don't kneel down." Mrs. Meng urged.

When Cheng Che left, she would definitely show some color to this granddaughter, so that the dead girl would not be reincarnated, causing disasters in the future and implicating the entire uncle's mansion!
"Thank you grandma for your tolerance." Cheng Che stood up and pulled Cheng Wei up, "Grandmother, my teacher said last time that she wanted to see Weiwei. My grandson took my third sister with me, so that the teacher would not be furious if I missed the exam. My sister is here, the teacher will give my grandson some face."

After finishing speaking, Second Master Cheng took his younger sister Shi Shiran and left.

Until the two brothers and sisters disappeared, the person Cheng Yao invited hadn't rushed over yet.

Old Mrs. Meng fell down angrily, and was even more annoyed at Cheng Che's cunning. Apart from being annoyed, she thought of her younger grandchildren, feeling both hatred and pity.

Why isn't this grandson the real son of her eldest son!
Cheng Che pulled Cheng Wei out of the mansion, and Cheng Wei broke away from his hand: "Second brother, if you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. You take me away now, and you can't avoid it when you go back. It's okay, isn't it just being caught?" I'm used to them scolding, and when they take turns scolding, it's over."

When Cheng Wei said this, there was no expression of self-pity, her tone was flat, and she was only stating a fact.

Cheng Che couldn't bear it even more.

As the elder brother, he couldn't completely protect Wei Wei about the affairs of the inner house, which made her suffer all these years.

It seems that it is not enough to just write comic books to make money.

The Second Young Master Cheng strengthened his determination and took Cheng Wei to Princess Dezhao's mansion.

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