The Plow

Children are the good of others.

Just like how Yue Chunxiao found Ling Shu pleasing to the eye, Ling Yao gave Yue Dingtang more trust than Ling Shu.

In her opinion, if something happened to these two people together, then more than half of it was Lingshu's responsibility.

After all, Yue Dingtang is so stable, reliable, dignified and rigorous.

The tit-for-tat confrontation between Ling and Yue when they were teenagers has faded away in many people's minds, but now it is fixed in the status quo where one side is getting by and the other is successful in career.

Ling Shu feels wronged but has no way to explain it, just like Dou E who, facing her grievances, can only hope for a June frost to wake her sister up.

But Ling Yao didn't want to hear his explanation. Before Yue Dingtang woke up, she avoided suspicion and left the room.

Ling Shu stared at Yue Dingtang who slowly opened his eyes.

"what did you do to me?"

Yue Dingtang looked at his large open skirt, and then at Ling Shu, whose pajamas were tightly stitched.

"Don't you think that saying this is a bit like the villain complaining first?"

Ling Shu raised his voice: "I was drunk last night!"

Yue Dingtang nodded: "The old saying is good, sex after drinking."

Ling Shu:?

He has seen what it means to turn black and white upside down.

"Mr. Yue, your mouth can be used as a litigator in the former Qing Dynasty."

Ling Shu got up and got out of bed, suffering from a hangover, top-heavy and a little fluttering, his movements were a little slower than usual, and he turned around to mock with a half-smile.

Yue Dingtang thought about the possibility of throwing people down and putting words into practice now, and the fact that Ling Yao was still waiting outside, and finally chose the latter.

"I learned all these verbal skills from you, thanks to your constant provocation when you were studying, and indirectly spurred me."

He replied lightly, enjoying the scenery of the other party changing clothes in front of his eyes by the way.

Ling Shu took a half-beat to find something wrong with his sight, and skipped halfway to the bathroom with his trousers on.

Yue Dingtang smiled, and then slowly got up to change clothes.

Woolen overcoats and suits had been hung by the fireplace overnight, and most of them were almost dry.

Yue Dingtang wondered whether he should go home and take a shower to change a new set before going to school. He was a bit of a clean freak, and always felt that the clothes were still stained by the rain when they were dry, and it was awkward to wear on his body.

In the living room, breakfast is ready, fried soy milk.

Ling Yao sat at the table in a daze, and when he saw them coming out, he got up to pretend he was busy.

"I'm done eating, I'm going out to buy vegetables, you guys eat slowly."

Ling Shu looked around: "Where is brother-in-law, did you go to work?"

Ling Yao was sad: "He didn't come back all night."

ah?Ling Shu forgot to chew the pancake in his mouth for a moment.

This time it seems to be a little serious.

It is common for couples to quarrel, but it is common to quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, Zhou Sa also quickly dissipates, and spending the night outside is unprecedented.

"Sister, don't worry, I'll find someone right after dinner."

Ling Yao actually looked away: "Forget it, what can I do if I find it, I still quarrel when I come back, if he really has a new love, I will let it go."

"Don't, don't, this kind of negative thinking is not worth it!" Ling Shu quickly persuaded, "I'm full, I'm going to find someone right now, and when I get him back, you two have a good talk, but don't talk about it again. There's a quarrel!"

After finishing speaking, he took a big sip from the soybean milk cup, and hurried out with the unfinished pancakes in his mouth.

"Wait, your hat!"

Ling Yao reacted slowly.

The person disappeared at the door long ago, and even Yue Dingtang couldn't care about it.

"Sister Ling Yao, I'll just give it to him."

Yue Dingtang got up unhurriedly, his movements were far more graceful and calm than Ling Shu.

"Ding Tang stays behind!"

Ling Yao stopped him, paused, and gave him a wry smile.

"I have a few words that I want to tell you."

Yue Dingtang: "I'll go out to find him first. If I have something to say, it won't be too late to talk when I come back at night."

"I know he didn't study abroad in those years."

Ling Yao's sudden words made him stop.

"Ling Shu has been away for eight years. When he came back, his whole person changed. I almost couldn't recognize him. He said that he went abroad to study and went to France, but he couldn't even speak French well. I don't know how he was in the past eight years. I don't even know where he went or what he did, I tried to insinuate, but he was very vigilant and refused to reveal a word."

"But I know that he must have suffered a lot in the past eight years. He used to sleep, and he couldn't be woken up by thunder and lightning. When he came back, he could be woken up by a little movement. He even lied to me that he practiced his left hand. I think it's fun to write, but my right hand is obviously injured and I can't use my strength, do you really think I'm a fool?"

As he spoke, Ling Yao's eyes turned red and his voice choked up.

"In the end, I'm just a woman with limited knowledge, and I can't help him. But this guy has high vision, and ordinary girls don't like it. I don't know how long I can take care of him as a sister. Dingtang, The two of you used to be classmates, and your friendship is extraordinary, please help me persuade him more on weekdays, and help him pay more attention, even those dancing girls, as long as they have good conduct, I will recognize anyone who falls in love with him."

Yue Dingtang frowned slightly.

Why does this sound like confessing a will?

What's more, he doesn't like to hear what Ling Yao said.

"Don't worry about Ling Shu."

Without letting her continue, Yue Dingtang interrupted directly.

"It doesn't matter if he didn't study abroad. In this world, there are many wolves, tigers and leopards who are full of talents and learning but useless in the right way. On the contrary, he has a pure heart, exquisite and clear, which is rare in the world. There are many people who like him, but they treat him sincerely." , How many people can never leave and share weal and woe? Even if you are sincere, but you can't help yourself and can't protect him, what's the use?"

"In the future, he won't be able to use his right hand, and I will be his right hand. With me here, he will be fine."

"What Lingshu hopes most is that you can be happy and at ease. He has grown up and is a man, and he can walk the way he wants to go, but you are the one he will never let go. No matter whether you and Zhou Sa are separated, continue. Regardless of being together, you are his own sister, and he will be at ease only if you live well."

Ling Yao was slightly startled.

Yue Dingtang didn't give her much time to think.

Picking up Ling Shu's hat, nodding at her, saying I'll take my leave first, and hurried away.

Ling Shu had long forgotten about the hat.

He went to the city hall first, and found out that Zhou Thirty was on vacation today, but he didn't go to work, so he went straight to the concession, which was outside the small bungalow where Ling Yao "caught rape" last time.

The conflict between Ling Yao and Zhou San had reached the point where it had to be resolved, Ling Shu didn't wait outside this time, but directly came to the door on his own initiative.

He rang the bell outside the yard.

After a while, the door of the small bungalow was opened, and a woman dressed as a servant stood at the door and looked at Ling Shu outside the courtyard.

"Hello, my surname is Ling, and I am a policeman in the Municipal Police Department. This is my ID."

The servant was very surprised: "Mr. Police Officer, what's the matter?"

Ling Shu: "I have a case in hand, which is related to your mistress. If it is not convenient for me to go in, you can send a message and invite someone outside. We can talk here."

The servant hesitated for a moment: "Just a moment."

Ling Shu was still thinking about whether to use Zhou Sa's name so that when the other party saw him, the maid appeared again. She came out of the house and opened the courtyard door for Ling Shu.

"Hello, Mr. Ling, my mistress is here."

"Thank you."

The previous owner of the small bungalow must have been a foreigner. He sold the house for some reason and was bought by the current owner. The decorations that Lingshu can see are full of Western European style. Many things are left by the previous owner. There are almost no Chinese-style decorations. .

Generally speaking, the first thing to do when owning a house is to put things that belong to you, especially women. Some small objects can declare possession and existence, and more or less there will always be some traces.

But this house is not. From the beginning to the end, there are only western-style furnishings.

But sitting in front of Ling Shu, the lady on the sofa, was dressed in Chinese style all over her body, and she couldn't find any traces of the new style of returning from overseas. Even the tea cup that the servant brought Ling Shu was not a Western-style porcelain cup, but It is a blue and white teacup.

This could only show that the hostess hadn't given much thought to the decoration of the house.

To be precise, she has no sense of belonging to this house.

Ling Shu found that the other party showed subtle anxiety about his arrival.

Folding his hands on his knees, he unconsciously bent his fingers and rubbed the fabric.

The corners of his lips pursed slightly, and he swallowed from time to time.

His gaze seemed to be looking at him, but drifted away from time to time.

These are intense details.

Apart from these, the other party was very young, probably in his early twenties, and although his hair was combed back into a bun, he still retained some charm.To be honest, he is not as good as Ling Yao, but it does not rule out that Zhou Thirty is greedy for new things, after all, Ling Shu also understands the nature of men, no matter how honest he is, it is inevitable that he will make a mistake sometimes.

"Officer Ling, I don't know what's the reason for coming to the door suddenly? Our family is law-abiding and has never committed any crimes."

Ling Shu wanted to tell the truth about his identity, but when he saw her reaction, he changed his mind.

"Ms. Sun, don't be nervous. My visit this time is related to a Mr. Zhou."

The reason why he knew the hostess' surname was because the wooden sign outside the door said Sun's House.

Before he finished speaking, there was a movement outside the door.

It was followed by a childish voice.

"Mom, I'm back!"

The maid opened the door, and the little boy came running in. Seeing a guest in the room, he stopped curiously and looked around.

Ling Shu smiled at him.

He was a little embarrassed, turned and rushed to his mother.

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

Mrs. Sun hugged him, comforted him in a low voice, and let the maid take him away.

"Sorry, Officer Ling, the child is messing around, please continue."

Ling Shu said, "Excuse me, do you know Zhou Thirty?"

Mrs. Sun showed surprise, nodded, and then felt a little uneasy: "I know, but what happened to him?"

Ling Shu: "I would like to ask what is your relationship between Mr. Zhou and Ms. Sun?"

Sun: "My friend, Mr. Zhou has helped me a lot, and I am very grateful to him."

Ling Shu: "To be honest, my sister's surname is Ling, and she is Zhou Sa's wife, and I am Zhou Sa's brother-in-law. My sister and brother-in-law have some family changes because of you. As a relative, I have a duty to come here. Just to understand, if I don't bother you, Ms. Sun, can you tell me, is your relationship with my brother-in-law really just friends?"

An hour later, Ling Shu came out of Sun's house.

He did not have any conflicts with Ms. Sun, and the two chatted in an amicable manner from beginning to end.

But he was full of weird questions, but they became more intense.

Ling Shu urgently needs to find someone to confide in and analyze.

It was not as warm outside as in the house, and he couldn't help sneezing when the wind blew.

It's already summer, Ling Shu doesn't feel cold.

Who is that chattering about himself behind his back?