The Strong Wife from Peasant Family Chapter 139 strike

Even if he had to prepare for the exam, he would go home at his usual time.

That day, he packed up his books and walked to the entrance of the academy when Mr. Tong called for him.

"Sir …" He gently greeted the Mr. Tong, "Is there anything you need this student for?"

Mr. Tong looked at Liu Zhimo and nodded in satisfaction.

This student of his had an outstanding appearance. No wonder his daughter had taken a fancy to him and directly opened her mouth to speak to his father, Liu Zhimo, without hesitation.

I found a book, I think it's quite suitable for you to read, but I forgot to bring it here today, Zi Qian, come home and take it from me!

For his precious daughter, this was the only excuse he could come up with.

He was very satisfied with Liu Zhimo. If he could become Liu Zhimo's son-in-law, that would be for the best.

Liu Zhimo could not refuse Mr. Tong so he nodded and followed him back to the Tong Family.

Mr. Tong brought Liu Zhimo into the study, and Tong Wangrong's maid, Xia He, ran back like the wind.

"Miss... "Miss …"

"What are you shouting about?" Dong Mei looked at her and scolded her with a dark expression.

Dong Mei was Tong Wangrong's first-rate Da Yahuan. He was steady and steady, so Xia He jumped a little.

Xia He pouted her lips at Dong Mei. Her footsteps slowed down as she called out to him softly.

Tong Wan Rong put down the brush in her hand, walked to the side and washed her hands, then took the handkerchief that Dong Mei handed to her and wiped her hands clean. What's got you so excited? "

"Miss, guess who's here?" When Xia He talked about this, her mood grew excited again.

Seeing Xia He giving her a wink with her eyebrows, Tong Wangrong's heart was struck. Could it be …?

Her heart beat faster. She held the handkerchief tightly and pretended to be calm as she asked, "Who is it?"

After she asked this question, she was a little nervous as she stared at Xia He.

Xia He cleared her throat and laughed, "Young Noble Liu is here, I saw Master bringing him into the study room."

It really was …

Once Tong Wangrong heard Xia He's words, a sweet smile blossomed on her face.

She anxiously walked to the dressing table and sat down, reaching out her hand to caress her hair, "Xia He, help me comb my hair into a new bun." She had been looking forward to day and night, and had finally looked forward to his arrival.

She would make a good impression on him this time. She wanted him to remember her.

"Ai …" Xia He replied as he briskly walked behind Tong Wangrong, helped her break off her original bun, and re-combed her hair. "Miss, can I help you comb a half bun, okay?"

"Alright …"

Xia He quickly combed half of her bun. Tong Wangrong looked at it and nodded in satisfaction.

She once again changed into a set of white clothes, then gracefully stood up and brought Xia He towards the study.

study

Mr. Tong took a book from the shelf and handed it over to Liu Zhimo. Liu Zhimo took a glance at it, it was a travel book, he was a little surprised but did not show it on his face. He reached out to take it, and said thank you.

"Zi Qian, are you not curious why I gave you a travel book?"

"I would like to hear more about it."

Mr. Tong stroked his beard and laughed, "Reading ten thousand volumes is better than walking ten thousand miles. Since you do not have the conditions now, you should learn from the books." He sat on the chair and asked Liu Zhimo to sit as well. Only then did he continue: "Reading Travels more often will give you a new inspiration when you write your essays."

Liu Zhimo put the travel notes into his book bag, "Yes, this student will remember Mister's instructions."

Glancing at the steady and steady Liu Zhimo, he felt increasingly satisfied in his heart.

To be able to be so neither arrogant nor impetuous at such a young age, it was truly a rare feat.

This child will be able to walk for a long time in the future.

"Come, play chess with me!" The Mr. Tong smiled as he moved the Go board over, then called Liu Zhimo over to accompany him to play chess.

Liu Zhimo was unable to, and could only agree.

Halfway through the game, Tong Wangrong's voice came from outside the door, "Daddy, can daughter come in?"

Mr. Tong helplessly smiled and said enter.

Tong Wangrong brought in a box and said, "Your daughter made some snacks and brought them for daddy to taste." Of course, she did not make this dessert, she was only using it as an excuse to visit Liu Zhimo.

"Oh? Then we'll have to have a good taste. "

Tong Wangrong was very happy that her father had given her so much face. She carefully opened the box and took out the snacks inside.

She swept a glance at Liu Zhimo with the corner of her eyes, and gently said, "Father, this is a Lamb of Hibiscus, try it …"

Mr. Tong smiled as he picked up a piece of hibiscus cake and put it into his mouth. After eating a mouthful, he nodded and said.

He turned his head to look at Liu Zhimo, "Zi Qian, this is my daughter Wan Rong's lamb, you try it too."

It was only then that Liu Zhimo raised his head to look at Tong Wangrong. The moment he saw her, he immediately recognized that she was the girl who had asked him for help at the Academy.

So she was the daughter of her husband …

He nodded at Tong Wangrong, picked up a piece of hibiscus cake and nibbled at it.

Tong Wangrong looked at him nervously, and only after he had finished eating did she ask with a smile, "I wonder if this pastry is suitable for Senior Martial Brother Liu's taste?"

"Not bad." Liu Zhimo smiled politely. He was used to eating Li Qingling's pastries and felt that the pastries made by others could not compare to the one made by Li Qingling.

Tong Wangrong's worried heart gradually calmed down. It was good that he liked her.

She decided that she would learn to make Hibiscus from cook. She would make it with her own hands the next time she let him eat it.

Seeing that his daughter was looking at Liu Zhimo, Mr. Tong didn't even roll his eyes. He lightly coughed to rouse her to her senses, then said, "Alright, Rong'er, if there's nothing else, you can go. Zi Qian and I still have to play chess."

He didn't want his daughter to lose face here.

When Tong Wangrong saw her father's strong attitude, she could only unwillingly leave the study room.

"Zi Qian, come, continue playing chess."

The two of them played three games of chess in a row, one lost and one lost.

Mr. Tong did not expect Liu Zhimo's chess skills to be so high, to actually be on par with him.

He raised his teacup and took a sip of tea, then smiled at Liu Zhimo: "Zi Qian's chess is not bad, have you learned it yet?" He originally thought that Liu Zhimo's chess skills wouldn't be high, but this time, it was truly out of his expectations.

Liu Zhimo picked up the chess pieces and gently replied, "My grandfather likes to play chess, I learned it from him." The old man loved to play chess and would grab him as soon as he started to play.

This was how chess was practiced.

Mr. Tong made a sound of acknowledgement and he slowly drank the tea. He placed the teacup on the table and looked at Liu Zhimo, half joking and half serious as he said, "Zi Qian is sixteen years old, right? Did you get an engagement at home? "

"Yes, I'm getting married on the tenth day of next month. If mister is free, you can come and have a cup of wine."

"What?" Suddenly hearing this news, Mr. Tong was shocked, "You … You're getting married next month? "Why haven't I heard you talk about this before?"

Seeing the duck that was about to come out of his mouth fly away, Mr. Tong was in a bad mood.

He stood up and walked around the study room. "You're going to take the exam at the end of next month. How can you get married at this time?" He was slightly angry in his heart, "What are your parents thinking? How can you get married at this time? No, I have to go and have a good talk with your parents. "

Although he felt that it was a pity that Liu Zhimo couldn't become his son-in-law, he still valued this student of his. He didn't want him to be disturbed by those complicated matters during his exams.

The parents of the Liu Zhimo family were really too unreliable.

The corner of Liu Zhimo's mouth twitched, he never thought that Mr. Tong's reaction would be so huge.

"Teacher, my parents are long gone." He said faintly, "I made the decision to marry next month."

He had the confidence that his marriage would not affect his exams.

Hearing that, Mr. Tong's eyeballs almost popped out. He frowned as he looked at Liu Zhimo, and scolded him unhappily, "What are you thinking? Why did he decide to get married on the tenth day of next month? Can't we get married after the exams? "

He had never known that Liu Zhimo's parents were no longer here. From his words, it seemed that he was the one in charge of the family?

It seemed like he needed to find a time to check out the situation of his prized disciple's family.

Liu Zhimo's smile faded as he spoke in a serious tone: "Sir, you don't have to worry, I will not affect the exam because of this matter." Although he was grateful to his teacher for his concern, he would not allow anyone to question his marriage. "It's getting late, it's about time for the students to return. If they return late, their families will worry."

Mr. Tong looked at Liu Zhimo and sighed. He nodded and got people to send him out.

After Liu Zhimo left, Tong Wangrong heard the news and went to the study again.

The moment she entered the study and saw the Mr. Tong sitting on a chair, his expression didn't seem to be well. Her heart skipped a beat. Does Liu Zhimo disagree?

She smiled and called out for her father.

Mr. Tong raised his head and saw his daughter, then sighed, "Rong'er, Daddy will properly choose your husband for you."

Tong Wangrong's face turned pale as she hurriedly asked, "What exactly is going on?" What did Liu Zhimo say? Did he not agree?

When Mr. Tong saw how concerned his daughter was towards Liu Zhimo, his heart sank. "Zi Qian is going to be married on the tenth day of next month.

He had to pull his daughter out before she was deep enough.

Although Liu Zhimo was good, it was not necessary.

"Impossible, how is this possible? Father, is he lying to you because he doesn't like me? "

Seeing her daughter's stubborn look, Mr. Tong felt a little disappointed. "I didn't mention you at all, I only asked if his family had arranged a marriage for him. He just told me that he's getting married next month. " Pausing for a moment, she said, "Rong'er, he isn't your good man. Don't think about him anymore. Do you remember?"

He was really afraid that his daughter would do something that would ruin his reputation.

Tong Wangrong was slightly unable to accept this. She did not respond to Mr. Tong's words and ran out of the study in tears.

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