Chapter 88 That’s Your Aunt

The desk lamp quietly emits a warm light, dimly illuminating the simple black desk.

There were various stickers scattered all over it, many of which had faded and had slightly curled corners.

Ming Zhao was indeed very disobedient.

If there is a competition to evaluate the most naughty kids, and she ranks second, no one would dare to claim first place.

At this table, when Zhou Tingyun was doing his homework, she would always sit next to him and make trouble.

The homework books received by teachers of various subjects were either covered with pink Hello Kitty or Balala the Fairies.

Or after the correct answer to a fill-in-the-blank question, a bunch of scribbles suddenly appear, followed by the crooked word "brother".

Just because of Zhou Tingyun's excellent grades, the teachers tacitly turned a blind eye.

In addition, Zhou Tingyun’s water cup was also covered with childish stickers, and his schoolbag was hung with cute pendants.

Among the boys who were all wearing cool mechanical watches, he had a fancy hairband on his wrist.

If the class teacher hadn't known that he had a younger sister, he would have almost suspected that he was in a premature love relationship.

Later, when Mingzhao went to school, she still sat at this table and listened to Zhou Tingyun explain the questions to her.

Zhou Tingyun has always been a good teacher.

From teaching her to speak, teaching her to walk, teaching her to ride a bike, to teaching her all the questions she doesn't know.

Gentle yet strict.

Reward her when she gets the answer right.

He would also gently fan her palm when she made a mistake or wanted to be lazy.

"Be obedient, Zhao Zhao."

At this moment, the gentle voice took on a cold tone.

She felt her heart tremble at the sound.

He carefully taught her how to call him brother, how to walk unsteadily, and how to ride a bicycle steadily.

Then let go of her hand and let her do it herself.

From the past to the present, I have taught her all the lessons of life step by step.

The clock on the wall slowly ticked away an hour.

Ming Zhao was already curled up in the man's arms, crying her heart out.

Zhou Tingyun became gentle again, and he stroked her back with his warm palm and coaxed her in a low voice, praising her for doing well, being a good student, and a good child.

The fireworks outside the window gradually faded into silence, but Mingzhao's tears were still falling.

It's clearly a voucher full of childish fun, how can it be used in a place like this?

Abnormal, excessive, demonic.

He used to be so good at pretending!

Mingzhao was so dazed that he didn't remember when he fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the sheets and nightgown had been cleaned and changed.

There was a heavy nasal sound from under Ming Zhaotuan's quilt.

Complaining about grievances and pain here and there.

Zhou Tingyun sat down and took her and the quilt into his arms.

After putting on her inner layer, put her sweater on and buttoned her coat.

The marks are left in invisible places and do not need to be covered up deliberately.

Look in the mirror and you won’t even need to put on lipstick.

Ming Zhao pounced on him and tried to bite his neck viciously.

"Where are the remaining coupons? Throw them away."

"Hmm?" Zhou Tingyun put his arm around her waist. "Why don't you have integrity, kid?"

Ming Zhao didn't care about all this and just kept on trying to be coquettish.

Unfortunately, Zhou Tingyun refused to listen to any persuasion.

When they walked downstairs, Ming Zhao failed to act cute and reluctantly let go of his hand.

Ming Zheng was sitting in the living room eating breakfast.

In fact, she didn't want to go to the Zhou family to pay New Year's greetings. When she thought of the complicated and subtle past, an indescribable feeling of resistance surged in her heart.

But no matter what I thought, I decided to go with them.

The car slowly drove into the old house.

Mr. Zhou had just been discharged from the hospital. Today he specially put on a Tang suit to enhance his spirits and look energetic.

When he saw Ming Zheng, his expression froze slightly.

Love and hate, right and wrong, are like a tangled ball of wool, which can neither be untied nor escaped.

A large group of people from various branches came to pay New Year's greetings, and the confrontation was soon drowned out by the shouts of "Happy New Year".

Give gifts, say auspicious words, and exchange pleasantries.

As for the fact that his grandson treated him as a member of the Ming family and came to pay New Year's greetings, Mr. Zhou was too lazy to care about it and had no control over it.

After all, he was so rebellious that he was ready to announce to the public that he was not Zhou's biological son. What else could he say?

They are all like love saints.

Mr. Zhou felt very uncomfortable when he recalled Zhou Jinzhi's request for him not to make things difficult for Ming Zheng.

When I turned around, I noticed the look Zhou Tingyun gave Ming Zhao.

...Never mind.

Finally, let it be complete once.

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The deserted old house becomes bustling during the Spring Festival.

Before dinner, everyone chatted or played mahjong.

Ming Zhao's academic performance is not outstanding, but he is proficient in all kinds of tricks.

Soon he won a lot of money.

Ming Zhao, overwhelmed by victory, forgot one thing.

I learned this superb skill by sneaking out with my classmates to play mahjong machines during art training in my second year of high school.

She was so proud that she slapped the pink banknotes in front of Zhou Tingyun.

"Look, this is the kingdom I built for you. Isn't it impressive?"

Its fair cheeks pressed against the soft fur of its scarf, and it looked very proud, as if its tail was dangling high behind it.

It's cute, but also very infuriating.

Zhou Tingyun said indifferently: "How come I didn't know you could play mahjong?"

“…”

Ming Zhao silently put the money back into his pocket, "Um... um, well, actually, it was Mommy who taught me."

Ming Zheng, who happened to be passing by, heard this and patted her head: "Baby, Mommy doesn't know how to play mahjong."

Ming Zhao's eyes widened.

She felt guilty and uneasy when she saw Zhou Tingyun's gaze.

Seeing this, the aunt immediately stepped out to seek justice and angrily criticized Zhou Tingyun, "Why are you so serious during the New Year? Don't scare the little girl."

She drew a card and played it, saying earnestly, "I think it's because you have such a cold and stern face all day that you're almost thirty and still can't get married."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Zhou Tingyun's eyes.

At this time, the child holding the candied haws came running over happily. When he heard these words, his black round eyes were full of curiosity.

The aunt took the opportunity to teach little Tuanzi to be gentle to girls from an early age.

The little brat reacted very quickly, putting his knowledge into practice and immediately hugged Ming Zhao's calf tightly.

The soft face is full of seriousness.

"Beautiful sister, I will be very gentle to you. Can I marry you?"

The big eyes are twinkling, which makes it particularly adorable.

Everyone was laughing so hard that the atmosphere was filled with joy.

Auntie was even more delighted. She picked up Tuanzi and teased him, "Little brat, you have to ask your uncle if he agrees first."

After hearing this, Tuanzi immediately turned to look at Zhou Tingyun, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Uncle, is it okay?"

Hearing the crisp call of "cousin", Ming Zhao tried hard to control himself, and it was very difficult to press the corners of his lips.

Zhou Tingyun glanced at the child and said calmly.

"Can't."

The child felt very wronged because his first love died so young.

His pouting mouth is so ugly that you can hang a bottle of oil on it. People believe that Zhou Tingyun is the super villain in the fairy tale who prevents the prince and princess from being together.

This look made the adults at the card table laugh.

There were bursts of laughter. Seeing how lively the place was, Mr. Zhou walked over curiously to see what was going on.

After hearing the whole story, I was also amused.

He pinched the little brat's chubby cheeks and started to spit out nonsense.

"You have no respect for your elders. You little idiot want to steal your cousin's wife? That's your aunt."

As soon as Mr. Zhou finished speaking, the air suddenly became quiet, even a little weird.

...?

…? !

Aunt, aunt?

What little aunt?

Everyone reacted for a moment and was stunned.

For a moment, only the faint sound of the mahjong machine could be heard.