Chapter 47 Ruthless, Affectionate

Yue Zicheng frowned slightly and sat down opposite Ding Rou. His cold face was no longer as gentle and warm as before.

This makes Ding Rou even more sad. Why can't she figure it out? Why did it change so quickly?

Yue Zicheng felt that this was a trouble. He thought that it was still according to what Ding Yizi said. To make it clear earlier, he would also leave here early, so he said to Ding Yizi, "Miss Ding, I'm here now. I don't know what's the matter with me?"

Ding's page pulled Ding Rou and sighed, "Youer, Yue Ershao is here now. If you have anything to ask, just ask."

Ding Rou choked for a while. Maybe it was time to come, but she became strong. Suddenly, he looked up and looked directly at Yue Zicheng, " Mr. Yue, I only have one thing to ask. You and I have met many times, and you really don't have any sincerity to me?"

Yue Zicheng shook the jade fan and said with a smile, "Miss Ding really thinks too much. I just feel that I can have a good chat with the girl, so I only dated the girl a few times, but I dare not think about the girl."

Listening to others and listening to him say it himself, the degree of the blow must be different.

Ding Rou suddenly suffered an internal injury, shook her body twice, and almost fell down again.

Yue Zicheng pretended to be innocent and asked in surprise, "I don't know where I was rude to make Miss Ding Er think so? If there is really any rudeness that led to Miss Ding Er's misunderstanding, then say sorry here.

Ding Rou smiled bitterly and waved her hand, "Yue Ershao is not rude. It's my problem."

After saying that, he looked at Ding Page and mourned, "Sister, let's go back."

Ding Xiaozi knew that she was in a bad situation now, so he hurried forward to hold her arm. "Okay, let's go back now. My mother is still cooking delicious food for you at home."

Ding Rou nodded and was not in the mood to say goodbye to Yue Zicheng again. She went out in a trance with Ding's help.

When she arrived at the door, Ding Rou suddenly remembered the red jade bracelet on her wrist. She pulled it down and handed it to Ding's hand and said, "Sister, please help me return this bracelet to Er Shao."

Ding Page was obliged to tell Ding Rou to stand firm, and then turned around and sent the red jade bracelet to Yue Zicheng.

This red jade bracelet only cost five taels of silver, which is a valuable item for Ding Rou, but for Yu Yue Zicheng, it is nothing. What's more, the things he sent out have never been taken back.

"No, it's also wrong. This red jade bracelet should be used as a reward for Miss Ding Er." Yue Zicheng pushed the bracelet to the direction of Ding Page with a fan.

At this time, the matter of asking him has been done. Ding's page is not kind of good intentions for this kind of ambiguous scum man. He said coldly, "Although this bracelet is not eye-catching, there are still many people who are rare. It's better to keep it and give it to the next person. My Ding family doesn't lack this."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and he lacked any vision.

Yue Zicheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and let the little man behind him collect the bracelet as a gift. The little one is so happy. After all, it's a waste of money. He stuffed it into his sleeve happily. After the two sisters of the Ding family went far away, Yue Zicheng went out with the little man.

But it was said that Ding Biaozi and Ding Rou came out of Qing Yanzhai. He saw that Ding Rou had no strength to walk at half an hour. Ding Biao hurriedly looked around and saw a carriage passing by. Fortunately, it was still empty, so he stopped it and asked the two sisters to send them home.

Ding Niazizi held Ding Rou home in a trance. Ding's mother was waiting anxiously in the yard. Seeing Ding Rou like this, she was suddenly heartbroken. With a wailing, she rushed up and hugged Ding Rou tightly in her arms. "My son, how can God not have long eyes and let you suffer this kind of suffering! You have to remember this matter today. How many times do you have to be careful in the future?

Maybe Ding's mother's arms were too warm, and Ding Rou, who was silent all the way, finally cried out.

Ding Page breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay to cry, and it's okay to cry.

He pulled the two crying women into the room. Ding Paozi went to the kitchen again to have a look. The chicken soup on the stove was still hot, and steamed buns were steamed in the other pot, so he took the steamed buns, scooped up the chicken soup, and took them to the hall.

Ding Rou hasn't eaten well for many days. Although she is sad and disappointed now, she is also worried about it. When Ding Zhizi brought steamed buns and chicken soup, she only felt that she was hungry, as if she was hungry and became an empty shell.

Ding Page put the steamed bun chicken soup on the table, pulled Ding Rou and sat down, "Jooer, are you hungry? You haven't eaten well for a few days. Hurry up and eat some.

Ding Rou still had tears on her eyelashes. She reached out and took a steamed bun and took a small bite. She only felt that her whole mouth was full of sweetness, and she couldn't help biting one bite after another. Secretly: Why have you never eaten such a delicious steamed bun?

Ding's mother was afraid that she would chop, so she hurriedly pushed the chicken soup in front of her and looked at her eating steamed buns. "You'er, eat slowly. There are still a lot of steamed buns at home. Drink some soup and don't chop."

How can this old saying say that it is not a bad spirit?

As soon as Ding's mother said this, Ding Rou really choked. She pinched her throat and her neck was straight.

Ding's mother and Ding Page were shocked. One carried the chicken soup to her mouth, and the other hurriedly hammered her back to help her breathe.

Two mouthfuls of chicken soup, so it's so comfortable to come over.

Looking at the nervous and concerned mother and sister in front of her, and thinking about her unruly appearance in the past, Ding Rou began to cry again.

Ding's mother also said that she remembered the sad thing again. She quickly took her in her arms, patted her on the back, and comforted her softly, "Rou'er, don't cry, you and your mother and sister love you. When you cry, your mother also wants to cry with you.

As she spoke, Ding's mother's tears fell down.

Think about it. Since the death of the old man, a widow has been living with two daughters. There are not a lot of troubles on weekdays. This life is hard enough, and how bitter and how many tears it is.

Ding's page is okay. After all, it hasn't been long. I feel a little sad in terms of responsibility, but in terms of feelings, I don't have any big feelings. I just think Ding Rou is also quite pitiful, stupid and naive. Thinking of this, he looked with three points of pity and distress.

Ding Rou looked at her mother and cried with her. Her sister also looked sad. She felt more and more that she had been really wrong in the past. She choked and said, "Mother, sister, it's all my fault. I made you worry. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Ding's mother had never heard the word "sorry" in Ding Rou's mouth, and she suddenly felt even more sad.