Chapter 539 Xu Hong Sincerely Repents
Chapter 539 Xu Hong Sincerely Repents
Xu Hong's eyes suddenly turned red, as if she had been enlightened, and finally realized the mistakes she had made these years.
Seeing her son's humble and humble attitude, she was heartbroken and remorseful, and she stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhuo, all this is my fault. It was my prejudice and hostility that broke them up and caused Qian Yu to leave home." It's all my fault that I ran away, caused the children to be homeless, and endured a lot of hardships with my mother. Mo Yan loves Qianyu. He used to love her, but now he loves her even more. I know you love her and don't want to part with her. , but this..."
Xu Hong looked back at the three grandsons, with apologetic eyes, "The children are so old, and parents are always separated from each other, which is not conducive to the healthy growth of the children. Seeing that we have come from afar, we are sincere For the sake of love, you should reluctantly give up and give us another chance, I promise, you will treat Qian Yu well in the future and treat her like your own daughter."
When Yang Qianyu spoke from Xu Hong, the expression on his face slowly changed like a slow motion movie.
When she finished her long speech, she was even more stunned, wondering if Xu Hong had been possessed by something.
How did she realize such a heart-wrenching confession?
The change before and after is too surprising!
Also stunned were Feng Moyan and his son.
Feng Zhenting looked at his wife with disbelief.
On the way here, he was still persuading her patiently, telling her to speak less if she was not convinced, so as not to be rude and make the relationship even more tense.
She kept silent all the way, her face was gloomy and cold.
How did you come here and suddenly become a different person?
Feng Zhenting thought his wife was acting, and thought to fool him back first, otherwise he would return empty-handed, and would be laughed at by relatives and friends when he returned.
He was secretly shocked, he didn't expect his wife, who was always strong and stubborn, to be able to stretch and bend like this!
Feng Moyan stared at his mother, his handsome face froze. After a while, his eyes turned slightly, meeting Qian Yu's equally perplexed and stunned round eyes.
The two communicated silently.
But neither of them knew why.
Those from the Zhuo family were quite satisfied with Xu Hong's attitude.
However, everyone has been there and understands how complicated and difficult the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is, and they didn't expect Xu Hong to be 100% sure of what she said.
So just listen to it.
Mr. Zhuo is a fine individual.
Seeing that his in-laws were so sincere suddenly, he had no reason to continue to make things difficult, so he turned his gaze to his son: "Ma'am, you are serious. I am too old to ask about the younger generation. It is not my turn to decide this matter." The third child, the girl is your own, you, father, have to keep a close eye on her."
With a fluttering sentence, he threw the hot potato out.
Zhuo Yueluan smiled wryly in his heart, thinking that the old man was really watching the fun and it was no big deal, but the in-laws were so frightened that they plucked themselves clean.
Fortunately, this scene was nothing to him.
Looking up at the time, it was almost six o'clock, and he turned to ask the kitchen if dinner was ready.
After getting an affirmative answer, Zhuo Yueluan raised his hand to invite, "Mr. Feng, let's move to the restaurant and chat while eating."
Feng Zhenting also heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly responded with a smile.
But when he got up, he suddenly remembered the gift he brought, so he looked at the old man again: "Mr. Zhuo, this gift is our little gift, I hope you like it."
With Mr. Zhuo's identity, what kind of precious and rare things have you never seen?
As long as it is a gift from others out of etiquette, it may be expensive or expensive, and it is nothing unusual.
Unexpectedly, Feng Zhenting opened the long brocade box, took out the picture scroll inside, and slowly unfolded it.
The old man glanced casually, and his eyes lit up, "Is this... Zhang Daqian's painting?"
The other members of the Zhuo family were shocked, no matter they knew this business or not, as long as they heard about Zhang Daqian, they would know that it was expensive and hard to buy with money.
Yang Qianyu was surprised again.
While everyone was looking at the master's paintings, she walked up to Feng Moyan calmly, and asked in a low voice, "You really spent your money! Are Zhang Daqian's authentic works?"
Feng Moyan raised his eyes, looked at her sideways, his eyes showed a look of "what are you kidding", and said softly, "Could it be that you used a fake to fool the old man?"
"..." Qianqian opened her eyes wide and was too shocked to speak.
So she... is so valuable?
I don't know if the painting was sent to the right person, but Mr. Zhuo suddenly looked like an old urchin with a smile on his face and a good mood. He put away the painting, got up and left the living room: "You go and eat, you go and eat, don't worry about me, I'm old I'm sick of digestion, and I'm still hungry after lunch, so don't worry about me."
The Zhuo family were speechless.
Originally, he wanted to see the old father's scene, but he was bought by a painting, and he retreated early.
Seeing that he had given the right gift, Feng Zhenting relaxed a little bit, reckoning that the next meal would at least not cause stomach cramps, and the atmosphere would be more relaxed.
A group of people turned to the restaurant, and the big round table was full of circles.
Yang Qianyu originally wanted the children to cook another small stove next to her, but Xu Hong took the initiative to say: "Let them serve the table, come on, Xixi, can you sit with grandma? Xiaoyu Xiaozhou, you are next to dad and grandpa .”
Whether it's true or false, the attitude is still very gentle and pampering.
Yang Qianyu looked down at her daughter, smiled and coaxed her over.
Xu Hong looked at her with kindness and gratitude in his eyes.
During the dinner, the aunt mentioned the grievances that her niece and daughter had suffered over the years. Xu Hong knew that it was not so easy to turn over these old accounts, so no matter how the other party "complained", she nodded patiently with a smile and accepted them all with an open mind.
Feng Zhenting sat with Zhuo Yueluan.
Both of them were ill and were not suitable for drinking, so Feng Zhenting took the initiative to pay respects to his future in-laws with tea instead of wine.
"Brother, in the past... Our Feng family did have a lot of wrong things, which made Qianyu feel wronged. Mo Yan said just now that it was all his fault... It's actually not the case. We have a greater responsibility as parents. But now we I figured it out. They are happy and their children have a complete family. This is the most important thing. We, the older generation, should withdraw in time and not interfere with their small life. So please rest assured, as long as they live well in the future Well, we have nothing to say."
Zhuo Yueluan smiled, nodded her head in agreement, but said in a subtle way: "I believe in your sincerity, but our father and daughter have been separated for too many years. I just want the girl to stay by my side for more time."
Although Xu Hong was with her granddaughter, her ears were pricked up, listening to their conversation.
Seeing that Zhuo Yueluan still refused to let him go, she was feeling slightly dissatisfied, but before she had time to speak, the aunt served her dishes with serving chopsticks, which disrupted her train of thought again.
Feng Zhenting heard what Zhuo Yueluan meant, and it seemed that he couldn't take her away this time, so he couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face: "Then I think when is the right time for the two children to get married?"
Zhuo Yueluan didn't want to hinder his daughter's happiness at all.
However, if they regress and agree so easily, in case they treat their daughter harshly again in the future-it is better to make up for it afterwards than to prevent it in advance.
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