C286 The fiery eyes of truth father ling

A fictitious, exposed love letter caused Ling Long's entire family to be in a mess. At this moment, the entire bungalow area seemed to be discussing about this matter. After all, those who stayed in a city like Linhai in the bungalow district were all older people. Normally, they liked to spend two to three groups of people to gossip about.

It was now noon, and in Ling Long's living room, two simple vegetables were placed on the table. The family of three were currently eating.

But at this time, the atmosphere at the Ling Long household was extremely weird. First, Ling Long was seated at the table, her body unnatural and her eyes red, while the chopsticks in her hand gently picked up the rice in her bowl, sending it into her mouth. It looked like the current Ling Long was not in the mood to eat.

Looking at Ling Long's mother, Miao Cuifeng, she did not even move from the start. She sat opposite Ling Long with her arms crossed, staring at her own daughter like a tigress, as if her anger had not passed yet.

Ling Long's father seemed to be fine as she sat in between the mother and daughter pair, munching on the food in her mouth.

Ling Long's father looked to be no more than forty years old. Although her legs were crippled as she sat on the wheelchair, her clothes were very tidy. She wore a pair of glasses on her nose, and her skinny face looked more like a scholar than a laborer.

After stuffing chopsticks of tomato and scrambled eggs slowly into her mouth, Ling Long's father laughed softly, "Cui Feng, it's rare for a girl to come back, why don't you see any meat on your table! Our family's current conditions aren't too bad. We can't possibly have a child suffering! "

With the five million for the demolition fee, the conditions would naturally not be too bad. Even if he had to keep some for himself, he wouldn't need that much money!

But after hearing what Ling Long's father said, Miao Cuifeng did not respond.

Ling Long's father was helpless, she could only laugh and cry as she waved her hands at his daughter: "Oh wow, little girl, your father was just waiting for you to come home to feast. I never thought that your mother would be so stingy.

Obviously, the self-deprecation from Ling Long's father was just to make her daughter happy, but Ling Long had lowered her head even more.

And at the same time, Ling Long's father's words completely stirred the flames in Miao Cuifeng's heart, as she snatched away the bowl and chopsticks from Ling Long's father's hands. Miao Cuifeng fiercely turned white to her husband: "Eat, eat, eat, at this moment, you only know how to eat!"

Ling Long's father had only eaten half of the meal, yet the tableware had been taken away. This made him feel helpless, and with a laugh, Ling Long's father said: "Cui Feng, what are you doing?"

Miao Cuifeng glared fiercely at her husband, and started crying, "What am I doing? You don't care about the huge matter that happened to your daughter at school. You're still in the mood to eat right now, but as your dad, don't you have any sense of responsibility? "

Ling Long's father spread out her hands, then said with a face full of smiles: "What do I still take it to be, isn't it just a large newspaper? Is there really a need to gather so many people?"

A fictitious love letter had already been noisy in Ling Long's house for the entire morning. Even if Ling Long's father was unable to move an inch, given that he wasn't deaf, she should be able to hear a rough outline.

As she spoke, Ling Long's father suddenly said to her wife in a serious tone, "Cui Feng, let me ask you this. Are you this agitated because you're worried that the little girl will be taken advantage of by others at school?

Ling Long's father's words made Miao Cuifeng jump up and down, he immediately stood and pointed at his husband and said: "Ling Kecheng, what are you saying, I, of course I'm worried about my daughter. Who, who would care about what the people outside say?"

Although Miao Cuifeng said this, she still felt incomparably guilty. It was precisely the so-called "people live with faces and trees live with skin all over". It was impossible for a person to not pay attention to those rumors and slanders, and Miao Cuifeng was no exception.

After being husband and wife for so many years, how could Ling Long's father not understand her own wife?

Regarding Miao Cuifeng's words, Ling Kecheng merely laughed and said: "Cui Feng, I'm just asking, don't be agitated. We have to calm down and analyze the situation, so don't make such a hasty conclusion! "

Miao Cuifeng muttered: "Analysis, analysis? "Alright, why don't you analyze it for me. I want to see if you can find anything useful with your analysis!"

Ling Kecheng's smile slowly disappeared, then he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Cui Feng, you're this impetuous person, if you don't ask something, you'll have to come to a conclusion quickly."

Ling Kecheng continued: "Didn't you think about how this large newspaper appeared on top of the lamppost at the entrance of the alley? I've seen people who write love letters, but I've never seen anyone who writes love letters like this. "

Miao Cuifeng was startled, as though she had heard something through Ling Kecheng's words, and the anger on her face also stopped, and she just looked at his own husband, as though she was waiting for his own husband's analysis.

Seeing that his wife had calmed down, Ling Kecheng slowly put his hands behind his head, and laughed: "Cui Feng, do you still remember when we were trying to set up our target back then?"

Miao Cuifeng was startled, her face flushed red as she said, "Why are you saying this in front of your daughter for no reason?"

Ling Kecheng laughed, and continued to speak: "When we first met, I could be considered a literary youth, and there were many love letters I wrote to you, but later on, wasn't it because of the good writing I did that your father married you to me?"

Miao Cuifeng chuckled, and said: "That's right, back then my father said that writing was as right as a man's, and he must be a very honest and honest person. "It's a pity, you are just too upright. If not, would the two of us could live such a miserable life now?"

After saying that, Miao Cuifeng rolled her eyes at Ling Kecheng, but even though she was saying it like that, Miao Cuifeng's expression was still as if it was sweet.

Ling Kecheng seemed to have fallen into his own memories, as he laughed, "That's right, I still remember that I gave you a love letter after all sorts of ways and means to rack my brain for ideas. In order to not let your family members find out, I secretly let the production team's osmanthus to send you a love letter. I also secretly hid in your pigsty and placed my love letter at your window at night! "

As he said that, Ling Kecheng coldly smiled as he narrowed his mouth: "It can be said that I've tried every aspect of the technique of delivering love letters, but I never thought that it would be called using big words!"

"This …" Miao Cuifeng looked at her husband strangely.

After talking for a long time, Ling Kecheng's words seemed to have reached the main point.

"Cui Feng, you said that young people these days are more romantic and smarter than us. Why would they think of writing a newspaper with big words on the lamppost? Furthermore, it was written so shabbily and even had its own name written on it.

Hearing that, Miao Cuifeng immediately reacted: "Old Ling, do you mean to say that someone is deliberately acting carefree, is trying to ruin our daughter's reputation?"

"That's right, now you finally understand!" Ling Kecheng giggled, a ray of light flashing past his eyes, as if all of this could not be deceived by him.

Originally, Miao Cuifeng did not think that it would be so, but after going through her own husband's pointers, she felt that it was real. Patting her own head, Miao Cuifeng said: "That's right, why didn't I think of that just now? This is a little strange! "

Ling Kecheng laughed: "Cui Feng, you didn't think it was because your brain had been blinded by anger."

Letting out a long sigh, Ling Kecheng continued: "Although it is not strange to say that high school students are targeting now. However, the target was not this type of person. Our daughter lived in the school, so it would be easy if we wanted to give her a love letter. After class in the school, there are a lot of opportunities after class. Why do you have to type a newspaper on the lamppost in the alley where we live? It's obvious that you want to attract our attention. It's really malicious! "

"Moreover, from what I see, that signature is probably fake as well. Since it's written in such a terrible manner, how could it possibly use its real name? Unless he's a fool. "

After saying that, Ling Kecheng looked at Ling Long who was beside him with a profound gaze, as if he was waiting for his daughter's reaction.

As expected, Ling Long was immediately fooled, she immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands, and interrupted for the first time: "That's right, father is the smart one after all. Ye Qian was a very good person when he was at school, I can promise you that this kind of despicable thing wasn't done by him! "

Miao Cuifeng did not notice Ling Long's reaction, but Ling Kecheng saw it in his daughter's heart.

Ling Kecheng had a feeling that his daughter was extremely sensitive to this guy called Ye Qian. Just as he mentioned Ye Qian, Ling Long had already started to interrupt him.

But after seeing all of this, Ling Kecheng did not say a word, and only thought of something.

Miao Cuifeng suddenly realized something as she said, "Looks like I was wrong about that boy called Ye Qian?"

But after thinking about it again, Miao Cuifeng's face became ugly once again. She said to his own husband: Old Ling, who do you think is so despicable?

Ling Kecheng shrugged helplessly. Regarding the culprit behind this, Ling Kecheng himself did not know either!

However, at this time, a series of hurried knocks sounded out from the Ling Family's doors.

Miao Cuifeng was puzzled: "This is the time for lunch, who would be visiting at this time? It's really weird. "