Chapter 629

Li Heng was so heartbroken that he didn't make a sound for a while, just lowered his head and kissed her shallowly, kissed her again, his movements gentle and delicate, and after a long time, he hugged her tightly with both hands.

The next day, after finishing breakfast, Chen Zijin went to school. Her professional courses were truly too important, and she, being strong-willed, didn't dare to delay.

Seeing his son looking heavy-hearted, Li Jianguo said to him, breaking the norm, "Dad wrote a piece of calligraphy, help me take a look."

Li Heng knew that his old man loved calligraphy; his own handwriting being so good was, to a certain extent, influenced by his father.

Following his old father to the study, Li Heng saw at a glance the rice paper spread out on the desk, on which a line of calligraphy was written: Great virtue does not exceed the limit, small virtue can be flexible.

He stared fixedly at the calligraphy, understanding that they came from the "Analects".

He understood even more that the extended meaning of this calligraphy was that one should not fail in major principles, but need not be constrained in minor matters.

In other words: as long as the major principles are not violated, one should not be entangled in minor details.

The study was very quiet for a while, during which Li Jianguo spoke out of the blue: "Troubled by Zijin's matter?"

Li Heng acquiesced: "Yes, but not entirely."

Hearing this, Li Jianguo didn't say anything more, patted his son's shoulder earnestly, and left the study.

As an old father, everything he wanted to say was in this calligraphy; it would be best if his son could understand it, if he couldn't grasp it for the time being, then saying more would be meaningless.

In Li Jianguo's view: the girls his youngest son had provoked were no longer just one or two, and each one was top-notch; just picking one and putting her outside would be an existence beyond the reach of many people. And there was only one son, who couldn't be in two places at once, and it was impossible to truly treat every girl equally.

What's more, people all have preferences; even if these girls had deep feelings for his son, his son would invisibly have biases based on personal preferences.

Just like how his youngest son mentioned several times that he wanted to marry Song Yu, Song Yu was his youngest son's greatest nemesis, and naturally bore the most of his youngest son's love.

Compared to Song Yu, whether it was Zijin, Xiao Han, or Teacher Yu and that Mai Sui girl, they were all "victims of unfairness". Li Jianguo hadn't seen anything from the latter four girls that could make his son change his original intention of marrying Song Yu.

Therefore, regarding his son's emotional affairs, Li Jianguo couldn't interfere too much, and could only use a piece of "calligraphy" full of life philosophy to comfort his youngest son while helping his wife put out fires everywhere.

At noon, Yang Yingwen came over.

Li Heng asked as soon as they met: "Eh? It's only past 11, Old Mabu, why did you come over? Are you not having class today?"

Yang Yingwen replied indifferently: "Whether I have class or not is the same, I finished self-studying long ago, and there's nothing difficult. I heard you are leaving this afternoon?"

Li Heng said: "Yes, the 3 PM flight. Are you looking for me for something?"

Yang Yingwen asked: "Are you returning to Hunan? Or going straight back to Shanghai?"

Li Heng asked back: "Why are you asking me if I'm returning to Hunan?"

Yang Yingwen gave him a sideways glance: "No deep meaning, don't speculate wildly. If I remember correctly, isn't your grandmother's birthday coming up? I thought your family would go back to help celebrate."

Li Heng said with a laugh: "My grandmother went to my little aunt's house in Lengjiang. She said on the phone that it's not a milestone birthday, so she doesn't allow us to go back, saying that the back-and-forth is troublesome, and she's too lazy to cook to entertain us."

"That does fit your grandmother's temper. Since you aren't going back, then forget it. I originally wanted to entrust you to bring 1,500 yuan back to secretly give to my mother," Yang Yingwen said.

Li Heng reached out: "This can be done, I can entrust someone to bring it to you whether I go back or not."

Yang Yingwen looked at him for a while, didn't ask more, took out the 1,500 yuan she had already prepared for him, and instructed: "Give it to my mother privately."

Li Heng took the money and said: "Actually, doing this is useless, your mother will still spend part of the money on your father."

Yang Yingwen nodded: "How could I not know? I just hope she can keep some money. After all, we are mother and daughter, just this one lifetime. I am eating well and living well here, but she is suffering at home, I ultimately cannot bear it."

Li Heng thought for a moment and reminded: "A few days ago I went to Second Sister's cake shop, and heard from Jiao Sect that your father might not make it through this rice-transplanting season. You still need to be mentally prepared."

Yang Yingwen said: "I received a letter from my eldest sister."

Hearing this, Li Heng was dumbfounded, then realized that this money might include funeral expenses. Old Mabu probably worried that her mother couldn't come up with the money and would borrow everywhere, so she had no choice but to send some money home.

He tentatively asked: "You don't intend to go back?"

Yang Yingwen said: "Not going back."

Hearing this, Li Heng indicated that he could understand and didn't bring up this topic again.

Instead, Yang Yingwen asked him: "You stayed in Beijing for a week, and you're just leaving like this? You really aren't going to Peking University to visit Song Yu?"

Li Heng said: "This time I am specifically accompanying Zijin, next time, next time I will go find Song Yu."

Yang Yingwen shook her head upon hearing this: "You, you! Too greedy, I'm just afraid Song Yu knows you came to Beijing."

Li Heng looked at her.

Yang Yingwen revealed: "The day before yesterday I ran into Xiao Feng, she asked me, asking if you were in Beijing?"

Without waiting for Li Heng to reply, Yang Yingwen continued: "I just thought, if Xiao Feng knows you are here, can Song Yu not know?"

Li Heng asked: "What did you say?"

Yang Yingwen said: "Everyone is not a fool, if Xiao Feng can ask, even if I help you hide it, it's useless, of course I told the truth."

Li Heng: "..."

He wasn't too worried about Song Yu.

Because he knew Song Yu too well, and he hadn't hidden anything from Song Yu.

Seeing him silent, Yang Yingwen tactfully changed the subject: "By the way, gossip with you about something, Liu Li is dating."

Li Heng asked: "With his senior sister?"

Yang Yingwen shook her head: "No, that senior sister's desire for control is too strong, Liu Li can't take it. His girlfriend is from Hengyang, she is our fellow villager from Hunan."

Hearing this, he couldn't help but think: It seems that since he was reborn, he still flapped the butterfly's wings. In his previous life, Liu Li was always deeply affectionate toward Chen Lijun and hadn't even dated in college.

And in this life, Chen Lijun wrote him a few letters, which also cut off any thoughts Liu Li had in advance, and only then did Liu Li start dating.

Li Heng asked curiously: "Is the girl pretty?"

Yang Yingwen said mercilessly: "You ask this question, are you a fool? Liu Li's appearance is just like that, nothing special, can you expect him to find someone as beautiful as you did?"

Listen to these words, listen to these words, I don't know if she is praising herself or scolding herself?

Li Heng indicated he was speechless.

After lunch, Old Mabu left.

Li Heng didn't linger either, packed up, and went to the airport.

On the plane, unlike his usual sleeping, he kept looking at the white clouds outside the window, chewing over Comrade Li Jianguo's calligraphy in his heart: Great virtue does not exceed the limit, small virtue can be flexible.

Just out of the gate, he saw Huang Zhaoyi who was there to pick him up.

Large earrings, a white hollow-out collar with an all-black outfit, her tall figure and bright temperament displayed the set of words "light eyebrows like autumn water, jade skin accompanied by a light breeze" to the fullest.

However, today the big Qingyi was a bit solemn, and within the solemnity, there was a trace of anxiety hidden. As Li Heng in the crowd walked closer, the anxiety in her heart grew thicker.

Ten steps, five steps... three steps, two steps.

Li Heng stopped two steps away, then quietly looked her over for a while before speaking: "Why are you wearing a mask today?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "I have a bit of a cold."

Li Heng asked with concern: "Is it serious?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "It's alright."

Li Heng nodded, followed her out of the airport, and got into the private car.

As soon as he got in the car, he ordered, "Take off the mask, let me look at you."

Huang Zhaoyi obediently took off the mask and turned to face him. This appearance was very much like an ancient concubine facing her monarch, somewhat expectant and somewhat nervous.

After looking at each other for a while, Li Heng reached out his right hand, hooked her beautiful chin, and sighed: "We have known each other for almost two years, you are still as beautiful as before."

Huang Zhaoyi straightened her body, not daring to move, "This time it was my carelessness."

Li Heng asked: "Careless about what?"

Huang Zhaoyi observed him for a while, and seeing that he was not angry, dared to continue: "I was busy with work, I didn't expect Mom would go to Gulou."

A few days ago, when she received a call from her eldest sister Huang Xuqing and learned that her mother had gone to the Li family in Gulou, Huang Zhaoyi's face immediately turned pale, and she felt a heartache like ashes.

She had finally managed to get into Li Heng's bed, finally managed to make him improve his attitude toward her step by step, and finally managed to raise her head in front of him.

But her own mother's muddled move directly disrupted her life, disrupted her peace, and made her head, which had dignity, lower again.

She was now very afraid of seeing Li Heng, very afraid of hearing a sentence from his mouth: I can't serve your Huang family, let's end it here.

She was very afraid that Li Heng would abandon her.