A car accident, our family of three crossed

Chapter 247: The Master of the Past

Old Man Xin threw a box of plaster over and said, "This new skin should not be exposed to the sun. Apply this plaster once a day, and it will be back to normal in a month."

Uncle Chai took the plaster and thanked him: "Thank you for the medicine, old man."

After everyone had left, Uncle Chai walked to the washbasin rack and looked at the face reflected in the water. It was a face that could not be more ordinary. There was no trace of his former self on his face.

Considering his shady identity, it is perfect for him to have such a face.

County seat, Zhou Mansion.

Zhou Ru got up early in the morning and was busy in the kitchen for nearly an hour. She only appeared in the dining room with a bowl of longevity noodles when it was time for breakfast.

After a period of learning, it is no longer a problem for her to cook a bowl of noodles. Today is her father’s 40th birthday, and the longevity noodles she has learned for half a month can finally come in handy.

"Dad, this is the longevity noodles I cooked for you early in the morning. Come and eat it!" Zhou Ru enthusiastically placed the longevity noodles in front of Zhou Huan and put the chopsticks in place. "Daughter wishes Dad a healthy life and a long life!"

"Oh! This longevity noodles is cooked by my daughter. Eating it can make you live longer. I must try it." It was rare that his daughter specially learned how to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for his birthday. Zhou Huan felt deeply gratified. His daughter had grown up and become considerate.

After taking a bite of noodles, he found that it tasted better than he had imagined. "Hmm! Delicious, delicious." He gave Zhou Ru a thumbs up, and then continued to eat the noodles. He had to finish the longevity noodles cooked by his daughter.

Zhou Ru was unsure at first, until she saw the bowl of noodles was almost empty, and she immediately smiled.

She happily sat down next to him and boasted, "Dad, I will cook longevity noodles for you every year on your birthday from now on."

Zhou Huan knew that this idea was unlikely to come true, but just for his daughter's kindness, it was worth laughing out loud, "Silly girl, how can you cook longevity noodles for your father every year? In two years, you will marry someone else and become a daughter-in-law."

His daughter has already reached the age of marriage, and the thought that she will get married and be spoiled by other men makes him, as an old father, feel very sad.

Zhou Ru blushed and pouted, "Then I won't get married in the future. I'll stay at home and be raised by Dad. When the time comes, Dad, please don't look down on me because I'm an old maid!"

It must be said that Zhou Huan was comforted and laughed. This girl was stupid, it was not that he could not afford to support her, but it was just that there was no girl who would not get married when she grew up.

In another two years, maybe she will meet the man of her dreams. I'm afraid that by then, she will be eager to get married.

When I think about the fact that the cabbages I raised with great care will sooner or later be sold to other people's pigs, I feel unhappy and want to hit someone.

Today the Zhou residence is hosting a banquet to entertain some notable figures in the county. The invitations were sent out ten days ago, and it was specifically noted that female relatives could be brought to the banquet, so there might be surprises at that time.

Although Zhou Huan usually behaves in a low-key manner, the name of Manager Zhou of Jubao Pavilion is well-known in the county. Therefore, people in the county generally will not offend the Zhou family.

Before noon, the gate of Zhou's mansion was already crowded with people and bustling with activity.

As soon as Hang Shuheng and his family of three arrived, they met a father and daughter outside the gate of Zhou's mansion.

The middle-aged man opposite stopped when he saw them, looked at the three of them, his face slightly displeased, and stood there with his head held high, neither entering nor giving way.

Song Ning did not recognize the middle-aged man, but he remembered the girl next to him. She was the girl who had blocked Hang Shuheng in front of the Jubao Pavilion shop and asked him why he didn't recognize her.

The father and daughter were of the same character. They both held their heads high as if they were superior to others, with a high attitude and contempt and disdain clearly revealed in their eyes.

Hang Shuheng searched in his mind and realized belatedly that this was the dean of the academy that the original owner had attended before. This academy was not large in scale, so he, as the dean, also had to serve as a teacher.

"President Cao, please go first!" Hang Shuheng made a gesture of invitation with a half-smile, being neither humble nor arrogant throughout.

He remembered that when the original owner dropped out of school, Dean Cao threatened to sever the teacher-student relationship with him, but the original owner still did not give in.

Dean Cao didn't make any move, but just continued to look at them. After not seeing them for a long time, this student of his who was once the most promising seemed to be different from before. He couldn't tell what was different.

Dean Cao was a very narrow-minded person. He had been upset since he had proposed that the original owner marry his daughter as his principal wife but was rejected. He had angrily accused the original owner of being short-sighted and ruining his career for women.

Now that he finally met Song Ning, Dean Cao wanted to see what kind of beauty could make his most promising student choose to drop out of school rather than marry his daughter as his wife. He wanted to see how the other party was better than his daughter.

He looked at Song Ning carefully, and his dislike in his eyes was not concealed. Humph! As expected, she was born with a foxy look. No wonder she could seduce men and make them ignore their future. At this moment, he looked at Song Ning with dislike for everything.

Song Ning felt extremely uncomfortable with his scrutinizing and critical look, and her originally gentle expression suddenly turned cold.

Hang Shuheng's face didn't look any better, and even his voice turned cold. "Since Dean Cao still wants to stand outside the door and enjoy the scenery, then I will go in first." After saying that, he held his wife's hand in one hand and his son's hand in the other, and walked into the gate of the Zhou Mansion in a dignified manner.

Dean Cao was extremely angry. His former student did not give him face and even held hands with a woman in front of him and paraded past him.

"In broad daylight, such frivolous behavior is simply against morals and public morals..."

Miss Cao, Cao Qianyu, twisted her handkerchief and looked unwilling. That man never even looked at her from beginning to end. She stared at their backs as they entered the door, and she was so angry that her teeth were almost broken, secretly cursing them for being shameless.

As soon as they entered the gate, the doorman greeted them warmly, "Hey, Mr. Hang, Ms. Hang, you are here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiang Huan arrived as if on time, and said to Song Ning: "Madam Hang, the young lady asked me to pick you up to the garden to enjoy the flowers. Many ladies have already gone there."

"Thank you for your hard work. I asked you to come out to pick me up in person." Song Ning took Yangyang and followed Xianghuan to the garden.

When the father and daughter of the Cao family entered the house, the doorman asked them for an invitation, as only those with an invitation could enter the house.