coobybook Chapter 543: Fight between Two Families ()
Chapter 543: Fight between Two Families ()
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zheng's father did not turn around. He looked at Zheng Shuyuan and replied, "I came up to take a look at the layout of the room. Maybe there are some things that need to be adjusted."
"Do you want to ask Liu Fuxi to come up?"
"No, I think everything is fine." Father Zheng took a step forward, "I'll go to the first floor to take a look."
After Zheng's father left, Zheng Shuyuan walked into the room and said directly: "Jianxing, I want to talk to you alone."
The eldest sister Yang and her husband, and the second sister Yang, took the initiative to withdraw from the room. The three of them went to the room opposite the bedroom where they lived. The eldest sister Yang sat down on a chair and said curiously:
"Brother is hiding something from us."
"I think so too!" Second Sister Yang echoed, "And Father Zheng is really worried about this matter being exposed, otherwise he wouldn't be eavesdropping on our conversation outside the door."
"That was really scary just now," Yang's husband said with lingering fear. "Do you think he'd retaliate against us if he overheard us?"
Sister Yang and Sister Yang looked at each other and said in unison, "Probably not."
The man nodded. "We didn't say anything serious. Fortunately, we didn't mention the woman in red, otherwise he might really want to ask Zheng Shuyuan to break off the engagement with his brother."
In the other bedroom, Zheng Shuyuan pulled Yang Jianxing aside and said seriously, "What were you going to say to your elder and second sisters just now?"
"Speaking of your dad..." The man noticed that she seemed unhappy and asked with his neck shrunk, "Can't you tell me?"
The woman shook her head. "The fewer people who know about this, the better. If I hadn't seen you worrying about me breaking off the engagement, I definitely wouldn't have told you."
"I no longer have a mother. I finally reunited with my father, and I don't want to lose him again." Zheng Shuyuan's voice was filled with tears. "If I find out that you told others, I will be really angry."
Yang Jianxing hurriedly hugged her and gently comforted her: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, don't cry."
The woman huddled in the man's arms, her back trembling slightly, but her face had an indifferent expression.
The man's hand patted her back gently, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. If Zheng's father had not eavesdropped, Zheng Shuyuan would not have discovered that he was talking about this. The woman only said that this matter could not be told to others, but did not say that it could not be confirmed with the person concerned.
The man let out a proud sound from his nose. As for the way to confirm... whether to communicate calmly or to threaten maliciously, it all depends on his mood.
Boom boom boom!
Liu Fuxi knocked on the bedroom door and reminded outside: "The people who are installing the kitchen furniture are here. Do you want to come down and take a look?"
Zheng Shuyuan withdrew from the man's arms, rubbed the corners of her eyes with her hands, and replied in a louder voice: "Okay, we'll go down right away."
The installers put the furniture in the kitchen, and Zheng's father was directing them from the side, acting like the man of the house.
Yang Jianxing, Zheng Shuyuan and Liu Fuxi walked down the stairs. "I'll go to the yard to take care of the flowers and plants first." Zheng Shuyuan said and walked out the door, with Liu Fuxi following behind her.
Yang Jianxing stood where he was and responded, "Okay."
The man's eyes were fixed on Zheng's father. The other party noticed the movement on the stairs, turned around and looked over, just meeting his gaze.
He smiled slightly, his eyes full of provocation, "Uncle Zheng, are you busy?"
Father Zheng nodded, arched his body, and took a defensive stance.
Yang Jianxing walked over. When the workers saw him coming, they all looked at him with attention. The man took the opportunity to ask, "Who told you to put it like this?"
The workers' attention shifted to Zheng's father again, and the answer was obvious.
"It's me..." Zheng's father forced a smile, but was interrupted by Yang Jianxing before he could finish his words.
"Take a good look at this face." The man pointed at his own face. "The one with this face is the man of this house."
He walked right past Zheng's father as if he didn't exist. "You..." He pointed at one of the workers' head. "Do you remember?"
The worker glanced at Zheng's father, then looked at his fellow workers beside him and nodded silently.
Snapped!
Yang Jianxing clapped his hands and said excitedly, "Okay! Now everyone, do as I say!"
At this moment, Zheng's father just wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into!
The man turned around hurriedly, wanting to disappear from everyone's sight quickly.
"younger brother……"
Unexpectedly, my aunt and her husband were standing at the corner, both of them sticking their heads out. From the expressions on their faces, it was clear that there were two more spectators to what had just happened.
"Brother..." Aunt followed Zheng's father until the bedroom door was closed. Zheng's father turned around and the woman's head hit him.
"Ouch..." Auntie covered her head, "My head!"
My uncle hurried forward, pulled the woman to sit on a chair, checked her injuries, and winked at her, reminding her not to be impulsive.
But the woman couldn't help herself and asked impatiently, "Brother, I didn't ask you about the breakfast bun grabbing incident, but now I can't help it anymore!"
Father Zheng glanced at her and said coldly, "You have to endure it even if you can't help it."
"Why?" Auntie stood up from her chair. "He's an outsider who eats and drinks for free at our house, yet he dares to treat you like this. I just can't stand it!" If Zheng's father hadn't stopped her, she would have gone up to quarrel with the boy named Yang.
Father Zheng lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, squinted his eyes and said, "If you still want to continue living here, listen to me."
My aunt's face turned very bad. "Are you threatening me?"
Father Zheng flicked away his cigarette butt and remained silent.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the uncle stepped forward and grabbed his wife's arm: "Calm down first..."
My aunt struggled and made complaining sounds.
Father Zheng raised his hand, trying to stop her from continuing, "Sister..."
At this moment, the door was opened from the outside, and Yang Jianxing's gloating face gradually revealed itself. He turned his head, raised his chin and said:
"Uncle, come here, the workers need help lifting the table."
My aunt's face flushed instantly. She gasped and squeezed out a word from between her teeth: "Brother, do you really want to do this?"
Father Zheng put out the cigarette in his hand, forced a smile with all his strength, and said in a negotiating tone: "Jianxing, why don't you ask Xiaoliu for help."
Yang Jianxing raised his chin even higher, squinted his eyes and replied, "It's okay if Uncle doesn't want to do it..."
Just as my uncle breathed a sigh of relief, the man continued quietly, "Then Uncle Zheng, you go do it..."
When Zheng's father raised his eyelids, the amusement in Yang Jianxing's eyes was clearly visible.
My aunt was both angry and annoyed, but she was patient and wanted to see whether her brother would continue to endure Yang Jianxing's provocation.