Chapter 935: The Gap is Too Big

"You..."

Jian Minglang was trembling all over with anger; he felt that everyone was full of malice towards him.

"Jian--Yue!"

Jian Minglang looked at Jian Yue through gritted teeth, as if he wanted to eat her.

"How could I have a sister like you who eats inside and out."

"Ha!"

Jian Yue laughed again, mocking: "My good second brother, I thank you for treating me as a sister."

Jian Yue was also full of resentment towards Jian Minglang because this guy had also been fanning the flames at home, wanting to arrange a marriage for her. If Jian Qiu hadn't been standing in front, all the pressure would have been on her. So she never had a good word for Jian Minglang when she saw him, and then the two would fight.

"Alright!"

Jian Minglang opened his mouth just about to speak, but was interrupted by the old man, who had a gloomy face.

"Dongzi, come with me to the study."

Jian Qiu's eyes froze, wanting to follow them in, but Zhou Andong gave her a slight smile.

Jian Qiu wanted to say something, but Zhao Ping beside her grabbed her hand and shook her head slightly.

The old man arrived at the study door, pushed it open, and suddenly said: "Jian Minglang, don't leave yet."

Zhou Andong turned his head, gave Jian Minglang a smiling look, followed the old man into the study, and then closed the door.

Looking at the study door, Jian Qiu pursed her lips tightly, her eyes full of worry.

"Don't worry." Gu Minglan was very relaxed, picking up Su Su from the sofa, "Su Su, come, let Liu Laolao hold you."

Jian Yue noticed the little one on the sofa as soon as she came in, but she was attracted by Jian Minglang's face, which had been beaten into a pig's head, and didn't have time to ask.

Now hearing Gu Minglan say 'Liu Laolao', she widened her eyes abruptly, pointing at Su Su.

"She she she..."

"She what she." Jian Mingfan said very triumphantly: "You don't know yet, Eldest Sister and Brother-in-law registered their marriage long ago, this little girl is named Zhou Le, nickname Su Su, she is our niece."

"Ah!"

Jian Yue said 'ah' in a daze, looked at Jian Qiu and then at Su Su, and finally landed her gaze on Gu Minglan.

"Second Mom, is this true?"

"It's true!" Gu Minglan kissed the little girl on the face, "Look, does she look like your Eldest Sister Qiu?"

Jian Yue opened her big mouth and nodded mechanically: "She looks like her, very much like her."

"She looks like her, right!" Gu Minglan laughed, looking at Su Su with eyes full of love.

And the little girl seemed to know that the woman holding her wasn't someone to be trifled with, so she very obediently let Gu Minglan fuss over her, without the slightest impatience.

"Oh my!" Gu Minglan said: "I bought so many toys for Su Su, I almost forgot."

Jian Mingfan, being a bit of a busybody, brought the bag over: "Su Su, Uncle brought the toys for you."

Gu Minglan held Su Su, squatted down, and picked up a Mickey Mouse doll.

"Su Su, Liu Laolao bought this for you, do you like it?"

Su Su blinked her big eyes, stretched out her little hand, grabbed the Mickey Mouse, and giggled.

"Grand--ma!"

"Huh?" Gu Minglan said 'huh' in surprise, "Did you guys hear that? She called me Liu Laolao."

"We heard it." Zhao Ping was also full of joy, "Hurry up and let Fourth Liu Laolao hold you."

Seeing this scene, Jian Minglang's heart turned completely cold, and he hated Zhou Andong to the bone.

Inside the study, Zhou Andong sat on the sofa smoking, the old man sat behind the desk drinking tea, both looking very leisurely, the atmosphere quite harmonious.

I don't know how long it had been, Zhou Andong had already lit his third cigarette, and the old man spoke.

"In your heart, are you dissatisfied with your Liu Laolao?"

"How could that be."

Regarding this matter, even if he were beaten to death, Zhou Andong wouldn't admit it. Thinking about it in his heart was one thing, but admitting it was another.

Besides, no matter how the old lady was, she was still Jian Qiu's grandmother. He could not care about anything else, but he couldn't not care about Jian Qiu's feelings.

"Do you really think I'm senile?"

The old man smiled, Zhou Andong slapped Jian Minglang twice in public—was that hitting Jian Minglang's face?

No, that was for the old lady to see, to let the old lady understand that he, Zhou Andong, only cared about Jian Qiu, not about any views of the Jian family.

Of course, if he hadn't made his stance clear today, Zhou Andong definitely wouldn't have stepped into Courtyard No. 6 again, which wasn't what he wanted.

"Most of our generation were mud-legged people. When I participated in the revolution, I studied while fighting. Your grandmother, she doesn't know a single big character, her thinking is outdated, and she is very persistent about some things."

"Social standing, right?" Zhou Andong said.

The old man sighed helplessly: "No matter what her thoughts are, you just need to know that Grandpa supports you."

Zhou Andong laughed; this was the sentence he wanted. If the old man hadn't said anything today, it would mean he was dissatisfied with him, and he wouldn't have needed to stick his hot face onto a cold butt.

As long as he served his mother-in-law well, everyone else's views were farts; he, Zhou Andong, had never lived by looking at other people's faces.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely handle the white sugar matter beautifully for you."

The old man took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, tore it open, lit one himself, and then threw the whole pack of cigarettes to Zhou Andong.

"This is my last box too; if you want to smoke, come and get some in a few days."

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Zhou Andong put the cigarettes into his pocket with a face full of smiles, then stood up, "Nothing else, I'm going out."

The old man waved his hand: "Let Jian Minglang come in."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong left the study, "Jian Minglang, the old man wants you to go in."

Jian Minglang entered the study anxiously, looked at the expressionless old man, and called out with a somewhat dry voice.

"Grandpa!"

The old man held a cigarette in his hand, just looking at Jian Minglang, not saying a word.

"Gulp!"

Jian Minglang's throat moved, his heart thumped violently, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The atmosphere in the study became more and more oppressive, completely opposite to the relaxed atmosphere when Zhou Andong was there just now, making Jian Minglang a bit unable to breathe.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Such a question didn't make Jian Minglang feel any relief; instead, it made him feel even more oppressed.

Hearing no answer, the old man let out a cold snort: "Is it that you feel aggrieved after being slapped twice by Zhou Andong, and are thinking of taking revenge when you have the chance?"

Jian Minglang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

The old man's expression became colder and colder: "Zhou Andong hit you because you deserved to be hit. Even if he didn't slap you, I would have slapped you."

Jian Minglang's expression changed rapidly; he really didn't know where he went wrong.

"Still don't know where you went wrong?" The old man asked again.

Jian Minglang's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.

The expression on the old man's face became more and more disappointed, and finally, he waved his hand powerlessly.

"The gap between you and Zhou Andong is too big. Just honestly engage in your old city renovation in Jiangzhou; don't think about finding trouble for Zhou Andong, because you are not his opponent." ===== CHAPTER 936 =====