The scumbag ran away from marriage, I remarried on the spot

When she faced Old Madam Meng again, Meng Jinyao did not show any displeasure. Seeing that Old Madam Meng seemed confused, she said warmly: "Grandma, I just asked my second brother why he contradicted you, but he didn't say, how old is he? Xiao, sometimes he gets a little impulsive, so don’t be angry with him, lest you get angry."

Hearing this, Mrs. Meng was a little surprised. She did not expect that Chengzhang would not complain at such a good opportunity. It seems that Chengzhang still has her place as a grandmother in his heart and knows how to protect her at critical moments. It seems that Chengzhang He also knew that his surname was Meng, and he had not been completely led astray by this dead girl.

Meng Jinyao paid attention to the change in her grandmother's expression. She gave a faint smile. She pretended that she didn't know anything now, and it was for the sake of her second brother. If she blamed her grandmother today, it would be a temporary pleasure. Later, her grandmother would have other ways to deal with her second brother. Get it back.

Mrs. Meng was in a good mood, smiled and said kindly: "I am an elder, how can I care about the younger generation? I was also angry at the time, so I punished Cheng Zhang."

Meng Jinyao smiled, turned to Mrs. Dong, and changed the subject directly: "I heard from my second brother that my mother is pregnant. Congratulations to my mother, and also to myself, for having another younger brother and sister."

Seeing her sincere smile, Mrs. Dong sincerely congratulated herself and said with a smile: "Thank you Ayao."

Afterwards, Meng Jinyao chatted animatedly with Mrs. Dong, mostly talking about pregnancy-related matters, and ignored Mrs. Meng.

Mrs. Meng originally thought that her eldest granddaughter didn't know what happened on New Year's Eve and would find an opportunity to mention it to her eldest granddaughter later, but now, she had no chance to speak.

Meng Dongyuan found an opportunity. The women were talking, and the lunch time had not yet arrived, so he took his youngest son and son-in-law to the study to talk.

Gu Jingxi couldn't hide this time. He could hide in the past because other guests came to the Meng family. He directly talked to people of his own generation, excluding his father-in-law.

When he arrived at the study, Meng Dongyuan glanced at his younger son and saw that he was reserved and even a little afraid in front of Gu Jingxi. He disliked his younger son even more. Originally, his younger son was not as good as Chengzhang. Now he can't even be generous. Such a small family spirit! How did Mrs. Sun open her eyes and tell lies, saying that her youngest son was excellent but Chengzhang was useless? Not only did it deceive him, but it also caused him to not be close to Chengzhang and his son.

He blamed the Sun family and hated his youngest son. But after all, he was his own son, so he still wanted to fight for some benefits for his son. After chatting for a while to enhance the relationship between his son-in-law and his father-in-law, he considered it and said, "Yao Ling. , I heard that Lingshan Academy is preparing to recruit students again."

When Gu Jingxi heard this, he knew what his father-in-law had planned, and asked quietly: "I heard something, is the third brother going to take the entrance examination for Lingshan Academy?"

Meng Dongyuan nodded lightly: "He does have this idea, that is, the assessment at Lingshan Academy is quite difficult, and he is afraid that it will be difficult to pass the assessment."

Gu Jingxi turned to look at Meng Chengxing and praised his brother-in-law without hesitation: "Father-in-law, what are you saying? I heard A Yao say that the third brother is smart and smart, and studies hard. He is praised by the elders. The third brother will definitely pass the test. Father-in-law doesn’t have to worry about this.”

Meng Dongyuan: "?"

Meng Chengxing: "?"

The father and son were stunned when such a tall hat came down.

Meng Chengxing never thought that his eldest sister would praise him. He always felt that his eldest brother-in-law was talking nonsense. Was he afraid that his father would ask for help?

Meng Dongyuan was very depressed. He was just about to ask his son-in-law to help open up the relationship, but the next moment the son-in-law praised his son, which made him embarrassed to mention it. But at the same time, he also understood that the son-in-law was definitely not sincerely praising his son. He probably was. Guessing what he wanted to say, blocking his next words in advance, openly wearing a high hat, secretly refusing, if he proposed to let his son-in-law open the relationship, he would be embarrassing himself.

After a moment, Meng Dongyuan sighed softly: "Chengxing is a little smart kid, but he is careless in doing things. He failed the assessment the year before last and failed the college examination last year. I always ask him to be more serious, but He promised well, but failed to deliver.”

Gu Jingxi responded: "Father-in-law, it was because my third brother was still young before. Now that he has grown up, he must be more stable than before. You should also have confidence in your third brother."

After he said that, he changed the subject without leaving any trace: "By the way, father-in-law, I heard Ayao say that your handwriting is very good. I wonder if father-in-law can let my son-in-law appreciate your calligraphy?"

Meng Dongyuan was stunned, a little flattered, that the rebellious girl in his family actually praised him?

He said humbly: "That girl Ayao exaggerated, my handwriting is just ordinary."

While talking, Meng Dongyuan also stood up and went to find his calligraphy treasure to show to his son-in-law.

I have to say that although Meng Dongyuan has poor moral character, poor conduct, and is mediocre and incompetent, his handwriting is quite good. Perhaps God cannot allow a person to have no merit.

However, Meng Dongyuan was good at writing in one hand, but because he did not calm down and practice hard, his handwriting failed to excel and could only be said to be good. This talent was wasted.

Gu Jingxi looked at his calligraphy and praised his calligraphy so much that he completely forgot that he was worried about his youngest son going to Lingshan Academy not long ago.

Meng Chengxing stood aside, completely speechless. When facing his eldest brother-in-law, he felt pressured even if the eldest brother-in-law was smiling, but when facing his second brother-in-law, he felt no pressure at all.

However, although Meng Chengxing was unable to interrupt, he hinted to his father several times with his eyes, suggesting that his father should tell his eldest brother-in-law about Lingshan Academy. However, his father ignored him, which made him quite annoyed. He felt that his father had completely given up on him.

It turned out that the second brother went to Lingshan Academy to study, and it was the case last year that made his father look bad, so his father's heart was diverted. Now the stepmother is pregnant again, and the father has been saying that the baby is a son for the past two days.

It's okay for the stepmother to give birth to a daughter this time. If she gives birth to a son, will he still have his status in this family?

By then, not only will he lose his status in this family, but his father will probably find a way to report to the emperor that he will depose him as the heir apparent and make the child in his stepmother's belly the heir apparent. As for the second brother, although he is excellent and is named as his father's first wife Zhou, he is considered the legitimate son of his first wife. However, his father loves his stepmother. As long as the stepmother blows the pillow, the father will definitely favor the son born by the stepmother.

In the past, he sneered at the idea that a stepmother would have a stepfather, but after he got a stepmother, he agreed with this view. His father agreed with everything his stepmother said, even if it meant reducing his monthly routine, food and clothing. Expenditure of fees.