The daughter of rebirth

Chapter 61 New Year's Eve
Tang Zhentian hummed: "Are you the only one who is afraid?"

"Yes." Tang Zhao poured himself another cup.Seeing Tang Zhentian's handwriting, he said, "The handwriting is not bad."

Hearing Tang Zhao's rare praise of Tang Zhentian's whole person, he laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter who I am."

Seeing Tang Zhentian smiling comfortably, Tang Zhao also had a smile in his eyes.Tang Zhentian's calligraphy is free and easy, like a galloping horse on the grassland.Looking at the ink-black handwriting, Tang Zhao suddenly remembered the note he burned last night.The font on it is beautiful and embroidered, just like An Jin.

Tang Zhao's eyes darkened slightly.Seeing his appearance, Tang Zhentian guessed that most of the time he encountered a problem with An Jin.

His grandson is good at everything, but his affection is too deep. It's not a good thing to love someone so wholeheartedly.

Putting down the teacup, he said leisurely: "Why, did you have a conflict with Miss An?"

Tang Zhao lowered his expression and said lightly, "No."

"Huh, you still want to lie to me." Tang Zhentian curled his lips, then paused, and finally said, "Azhao, I know you like Miss An. That little girl is really nice. She is clean, beautiful, and smart, and we The family is well-matched. I have no objection to you being together. But there must be a limit in everything, don't forget, you are the owner of the Tang family and the head of the Tang family. Don't lose the big because of small things."

Tang Zhao didn't respond. He stroked the blue pattern on the rim of the teacup with his fingers, took a sip, and smelled the fragrance in his mouth: "Is it because of this that you lost your grandma?"

Hearing what Tang Zhao said, Tang Zhentian shook his fingers violently, the teacup fell on the table, and the tea flowed on the table, soaking the paper.The thick ink writing scattered and melted into a ball, like layers of black mist, covering a person's life.

Tang Zhentian took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands with a calm expression.

Tang Zhao put down his teacup and stood up, and said softly: "After so many years, you still regret it in your heart. If you could have been tougher and not surrendered to fate, maybe everything would have changed. But because of your compromise, grandma died, The aunt is also dead. Grandpa, I will not walk the road you have walked. If I can't give up everything for Xiaojin, what right do I have to stand in front of her and say that I love her with a clear conscience?"

Tang Zhao opened the door, stopped and said: "Death is not the best way to solve the problem. Grandma and aunt have passed away, what can you make up for by ruining your body like this? I have said everything I need to say, are you willing to accept it?" Treatment is your decision."

The sound of closing the door sounded, and Tang Zhentian sat there quietly maintaining the previous movement.Suddenly, as if breaking the glass, Tang Zhentian leaned back on the chair comfortably, raised his head slightly and closed his eyes.

"I'm just a little tired."

As soon as An Jin entered the house, she saw Qi Xinli sitting in the living room watching TV, and An Hanyu beside her was holding a pillow and watching TV without looking sideways, but her salty pig's hand stretched out on the beauty's lap.

With a crisp "pop", An Hanyu slightly withdrew his red and swollen hands tremblingly. Seeing An Jin enter the room, he immediately looked forward with straight eyes and nose.

Seeing An Hanyu's wife-servant look, An Jin smiled brightly and walked forward.

"Xiao Li is here too."

Seeing An Jin coming back, Qi Xinli sat up nervously, "Hello, Miss An Jin."

An Jin nodded, and An Hanyu answered immediately: "Sister, Xiaoli's family members are not in the country. I will let her come and celebrate the festival with us."

An Jin didn't respond, but just peeled an apple, picked up the remote control and changed the channel: "What did Mom and Dad say?"

An Hanyu was proud: "Our parents are so hospitable, they agreed immediately."

Hearing this, An Jin raised her eyebrows: "Oh, really?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard Yan Xuerong's voice coming from the kitchen: "Oh, I told you that peppers need to be shredded. What are you doing? My daughter-in-law is waiting outside for my skills. If you Get this thing right, and lay the floor for me tonight!"

An Jin: Mom, there must be a limit to being happy.How embarrassing is your loud voice.

Yan Xuerong was a wonderful flower in the 70s.He is meticulous in doing things, and he looks like he is going to a funeral in front of outsiders.But in front of her family, she is a full-fledged pampered girl.He has a pungent personality and doesn't stick to trifles.Excited and loud.

In the previous life, Yan Xuerong completely restrained her temper after An Linshen passed away.

Shrewd, capable, cunning, and workaholic have become synonymous with her.Working day and night, traveling all day in different cities and countries.An Jin knew that Yan Xuerong's spirit was really on the verge of collapse at that time.

A huge company is handed over to a female class.Panic, tension, and oppression in her heart prevented her from enjoying the happiness and joy that normal women should enjoy.He couldn't enjoy the comfort when he was with An Linshen.

An Jin has been wondering whether Yan Xuerong's repressed pain from her previous life is haunting her, making her unable to forget her indifferent eyes and cold words.

Sighing, he looked at the smoky kitchen, and hearing An Lin's flattering and apologetic voice, An Jin looked away unnaturally.

When the phone rang, An Jin took out his phone and saw the word "Zhao Zhao" flashing non-stop.With a smile in his eyes, he glanced at Qi Xinli and An Hanyu, got up and walked aside to answer the phone.

"Hey, take a photo, how is grandpa?"

Tang Zhao's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone: "Well, we are having dinner."

An Jin chuckled lightly: "Why do you still call during dinner?"

Hearing An Jin's laughter, Tang Zhao couldn't help but feel relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I miss you, and I just want to hear your voice."

"Nicky." Hearing Tang Zhao's blatant confession, An Jin's pretty face blushed slightly, and she scolded with a smile, "Now have dinner with grandpa. Um... accompany me at night."

Tang Zhao smiled like a fox: "What are you doing with you? Are there benefits?"

"Love will not come!"

An Jin closed the phone with a "swish", and walked towards the living room when she heard An Hanyu shout, "Sister, it's time to eat."

The Tang family, Tang Zhentian listened to his grandson's nasty love words, with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, his body trembled, and he rolled his eyes.

Tang Zhao didn't feel anything at all, and continued to eat his meals.

"Xiao Li is here to eat this. It's like being at home, you don't have to be restrained." Yan Xuerong looked at Qi Xinli with a smile, his gaze was like a fox looking at a fat old hen...

Seeing that Qi Xinli was in a bit of embarrassment, An Jin held his forehead slightly: "Mom, the things in the bowl are almost piled up, so don't put them away."

Yan Xuerong looked at Qi Xinli's embarrassed look, and calmly withdrew his chopsticks.

An Lin said with a deep smile: "Xiao Li, right? Your aunt is happy, you can just eat yours."

(End of this chapter)