Laid-back sweet wife

Chapter 72
Bian Ling nodded quickly, "It's okay, I just asked a few routine questions and warned a few words. Miss, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Shu Yu silently looked at the tall poplar trees outside the window, the whole world was full of cicadas, "Uncle Xi."

"Yes." Bian Ling sat up straight and clenched his hands slightly.

There was another clear chirping of cicadas, as loud as Luo Yao's words, and she felt flustered for a while, wanted to explain but couldn't speak, her heart beat faster and faster.

I wanted to say that he had gone too far this time, but Bian Ling knew and thought of more things than she did, and Shu Yumo didn't know what to say for a moment, "Go back and rest at home for a few more days."

It is useless to say.The people in the side house are not easy to be persuaded.If he hadn't been firm, grandma would not have withstood the pressure of the Liang family over and over again during the seven years since her death, and made the side house wait as complete as possible until the next owner appeared.

Bian Ling's waist was slightly bent, "Yes."

After hanging up the phone, there was an oppressive silence in the car again, and Ye Kuohe also stopped snoring cooperatively, and began to grind his teeth.

Another half an hour passed before Bian Ling ordered, "Go back."

The driver and Bian Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Along the way, from the heavy traffic to the side house where there is no dust, the hearts of several people are also quiet.

The gate slowly divides to the left and right, and inside the gate are two rows of anxiously waiting people who have been with each other all their lives.

Bian Ling still had a wooden face, and Xun said, "What are you all doing here, you don't have to do anything? Bian Qing stays, and the others return immediately."

Everyone was stunned, looked at each other, and dispersed.

Bian Qing stepped forward to hold Bian Po affectionately, and said in a cheerful tone, "Uncle Ling, I haven't seen you for three years, but you are still as tough as ever."

The corners of Bian Ling's mouth also slightly turned up, "Please explain the situation on Miss's side carefully."

Bian Qing went back to the room with him, and after talking with him from beginning to end, Bian Qing lowered her head and stopped talking.

"Li Zhiyue is not an Ansheng at first glance, she must not be able to rest with Miss. Also, the bedding issued by the school is too rough, I took a picture, you see." Bian Qing showed them one by one.

The dormitory was very clean, but it was too simple. Bian Ling looked at it carefully from the beginning to the end, and his eyes sank.

"Have someone make two sets of the same color for the miss?" Bian Qing continued flipping through the pictures, "I've already thought about the fabrics and people, take a look at this one."

But Bian Ling shook his head, "Not for now. Next time I will ask Miss about it."

"But Miss, how can she use something like that." Bian Qing didn't expect Bian Ling to object to such a natural thing, "She is the master of our family!"

Bian Ling's eyes were firm, "Miss's feelings are the first priority in everything. Since Li Zhiyue is a restless student, if she changes to the school's uniform bed sheet and quilt cover, it will definitely cause people to talk and make people think that she is spoiled, and she doesn't want to do this."

Bian Qing raised her eyebrows, very puzzled, "Miss, with us here, food, clothing and housing should be the best. If not, what is the value of our existence?"

Bian Ling stood up and emphasized again, "We exist to make Miss's life more comfortable, and everything is based on Miss' wishes."

Bian Qing felt aggrieved, with tears in her eyes, "Miss, she doesn't need me! Get me out!"

After finishing speaking, Bian Qing ran out crying and almost bumped into Bian Lang's arms.

Bian Lang looked at her back with distress, and pressed his broken heart with his palm, "Beauty tears, Uncle Hero Tomb, you actually make beauty sad, aren't you a man!"

After finishing speaking, he closed the door smoothly, Bian Ling stood up and stretched out his hands.

Bian Lang stepped forward, checked him from head to toe with a special instrument, then relaxed, and fell straight back on the sofa in Bian Lang's office, "The military is orthodox, and will not use such a low-end wiretapping method." Uncle, you really went too far this time."

Bian Ling lowered her head dejectedly, "The date is getting closer and closer. I am anxious to gain Miss's trust. I am a little anxious. Miss, I seem to be angry."

"There are still three months." Bian Lang said helplessly, "We are already in the worst situation, and it won't get any worse. What are you in a hurry for?"

"Liang's group is now in ruins. If it collapses, we will lose our source of income. That is the worst time." Bian Ling was in a state of desperation, "Miss can only come out once a week, she should learn Things are still too short. What if those people come early!"

"Do you know what their standards are?" Bian Lang asked while still lying down.

Bian Ling shook her head, "But it's always good to let the young lady learn more things. She is far from the lady's standard now. She is far worse than the old master, Miss Ruonan, and Miss Qiufeng."

Bian Lang stood up, "That's because the old master and Miss Ruonan never thought of letting the young lady go this far. Uncle, it doesn't matter if they are ladies, haven't they won the master yet! Over there is the recognition of the master." , The choice is ability, not beauty vase, what do you compare Miss with Liang Qiufeng? Miss is pretty good like this."

"I know Miss is very good, that's why I wanted to make her better and be more confident. If you don't overwhelm yourself with art, it won't hurt if you know more." Bian Ling explained earnestly, "Why don't you go to the military academy? With you in Miss By my side, I'm at ease."

When Bian Lang heard this, he jumped up immediately, "I won't go, that kind of place full of men's sweat and smell will kill me! Unless the lady transfers to the women's military academy, then there is no need to talk about it!"

Bian Lang looked at Bian Lang who would rather die than surrender, and frowned deeply.

"Stop!" Bian Lang shouted, "Don't open your mouth, I know what you want to say. But, first, I don't care if those people recognize Miss or not; The lady knocked it down, she definitely has the ability to make money to support the house; third, even if I go in, the lady will not let me follow her, doing so will only make her more disgusted. So I am determined not to go, kill me Don't you want me to leave the side house, my beauty, and my hot spring!"

Bian Ling sighed, "If you keep messing around like this, when will I be able to retire?"

Bian Lang smiled wickedly, "Uncle Ling, let's work until you are old. Where will you go after you retire? You have no wife and no son. Once you retire, you will just sit and wait to die. With your body, 30 years of working is not much. I still have time, no hurry, no hurry."

Bian Lang was so angry that he coughed, Bian Lang quickly stopped him and poured him water, "He was tortured inside? It's not popular now."

Bian Ling was too lazy to answer such an idiotic question.

Bian Lang continued to ask with a smile, "Isn't it supposed to be back last night? Why did you delay until now?"

Bian Ling thought of Luo Yao's clairvoyant eyes again, and sighed, "Someone on the mountain peeked at the military training, and I was implicated by him."

"Who?" Bian Lang asked.

Bian Ling shook his head, "I don't know, but the skill is very familiar, it seems that I have seen it somewhere."

　Catch bugs again. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)