Chapter 429

Downstairs of Tan Lingling's house, Zhang Xiaogang leans on the side of the car and smokes, looking upstairs from time to time.

After a long time, Tan Lingling came down from the upstairs. She didn't change her pajamas. She came down to see Zhang Xiaogang.

Zhang Xiaogang knows that Tan Lingling has no respect for him. If Chen Wei is here now, will tan Lingling come down to see Chen Wei?

"What else are you doing here?" Tan Lingling was not angry and said, the subtext is really, do you still have face?

Zhang Xiaogang raised his mobile phone: "don't you always want to know that Chen Weixi doesn't like you? Now, I'll give you the answer. "

Zhang Xiaogang said, turned on the mobile phone, which came just when they were eating in the restaurant recording, Tan Lingling nervous listening.

"Well, that's what you said. Then I'll open the window and tell you the truth. I ask you, "do you like Tan Lingling?" Zhang Xiaogang's voice.

"It seems you still don't believe me!" Chen Wei's voice.

"No, I absolutely believe you. I just want to know if you have ever liked Tan Lingling since you went to school, and have you ever thought about being with her?"

"No, you know what I had in mind at that time."

"I know that you only had Xiao Yu in your heart at that time, but you didn't have the bottom in your heart! Tan Lingling likes you, not in general. I can't help it. I just did those things. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. "

"What did you do?"

Recording put here, Zhang Xiaogang turned off the mobile phone, he saw Tan Lingling's face expression is very ugly, the body is slightly shaking.

Zhang Xiaogang knows it's cruel to do so, but isn't Tan Lingling cruel to her own behavior? Since he can't get Tan Lingling, he will hurt her once.

"Now, you should know! Chen Wei has never liked you. "

"Go away, give it to me. I don't want to see you again."

"OK, I can go, but I tell you, Tan Lingling, one day, you will regret it." Zhang Xiaogang said, turned and walked towards the car.

After her death, Tan Lingling burst into tears. After so many years of love, she didn't love her at all. No, no, it shouldn't be like this. What Chen Wei said must not be true. He said it to Zhang Xiaogang on purpose.

When Zhang Xiaogang was driving, he thought he would have the pleasure of revenge, but he didn't feel that feeling at all. On the contrary, he felt even worse.

Tan Lingling never had him in her heart, just as Chen Wei never had Tan Lingling in her heart.

I don't know when the three of them fell into this kind of love triangle that never came to fruition.

The car passes through the downtown area, but Zhang Xiaogang's heart is like ashes. His love has died today. Over the years, he has been self anesthetized. He thinks that one day, Tan Lingling will like him. He even thinks that he will marry Tan Lingling first, and then have a vigorous love affair after marriage. When she has children, Tan Lingling will be dead hearted to herself.

However, he was wrong. He didn't even hope to marry Tan Lingling.

He went to find Chen Wei not only to seek forgiveness, but also because he didn't want Tan Lingling to let Chen Wei know what he had done in the past. The main reason for him to find Chen Wei was to record Chen Wei saying that he didn't like Tan Lingling.

Tan Lingling put a knife in his heart. He wants to put a knife in Tan Lingling's heart, too.

Now, he succeeded. He saw that Tan Lingling was heartbroken. He wanted Tan Lingling to know the pain. He didn't want to bear the pain alone.

I believe that Tan Lingling is suffering more than him now.

After parking the car, he went home and closed the door. Just as he wanted to go to his room, he saw that the light in grandfather's room was still on. He knocked on the door and went in.

Grandfather sat on the bed, eyes slightly closed, whispered: "you're back."

"Grandfather, I'm back."

"Come and sit down next to Grandpa."

Zhang Xiaogang stood still, as if making a final decision.

"What's the matter with you, son?" Grandfather Zhang opened his eyes and looked at his good grandson.

With a plop, Zhang Xiaogang knelt down in front of Zhang Weiyong. Zhang Weiyong was startled at first, and suddenly understood. He turned from surprise to joy and said with a smile, "have you decided?"

"Grandfather, you said that if one day I would like to learn from you, you would teach me all the unique skills of Zhang Jia. Now I want to learn. Will you still teach me? ""Silly boy, can't grandfather have it? But your foundation is too poor, I'm afraid! "

Zhang Xiaogang stood up, took grandfather's silver needle from one side, held the needle in one hand, stretched out another arm, skillfully pricked a few needles on the arm, looked up at Zhang Weiyong: "how about grandfather?"

Zhang Weiyong was overjoyed: "child, when did you practice this?"

"Grandfather, in fact, my father has been urging me. A few years ago, I didn't live with you. My father not only forced me to study traditional Chinese medicine, but also forced me to practice acupuncture. But I'm not very interested in these, so I moved here to stay quiet, but I call him to the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum to practice every day. If I don't tell you this, I'm afraid that even you will take me to study our Zhang's unique skills. "

"I see. I always thought that there was no successor to our Zhang Jia's unique skill. I didn't expect that my good grandson's level of acupuncture was so high. Good, great." Although Zhang Weiyong said that, he could not hide his deep worry. His son is really resourceful! Knowing that he won't pass on Zhang Xiaogang's unique knowledge to him, he has worked hard to cultivate Zhang Xiaogang since he was a child. His son will. It's the same for him.

In his life, Zhang Weiyong read countless people, and he was very accurate, but he couldn't see through his son.

Had it not been for that incident, I'm afraid Zhang Weiyong would have given it to him. After all, it was his own son! He has given all the huge property to him, but he really doesn't want to give it to his son for fear that he will harm others and himself.

"Grandfather, I always have a question in my heart."

"I know what you want to ask me. I don't want to answer this question. Your father knows it himself."

"I heard it was because of a woman, right?"

Zhang Weiyong was surprised: "how do you know that?"

Zhang Xiaogang's sly smile: "there is no airtight wall under the sky, not to mention my father's love affair. Of course, I have to care about it."

"Smelly boy, in the future, you'd better pay less attention to these things, and learn more from me?" Grandfather Zhang patted the bedside and said to Zhang Xiaogang, "come and sit down. I'll tell you about our Zhang's unique skill today."

"Here we go?"

"Of course, the earliest practice of medicine in Zhang's generation can be traced back to the Han Dynasty. Our ancestors learned witchcraft first. Later, in the Song Dynasty, they made a work of art, that is, a coroner. In the Ming Dynasty, our ancestors began to study acupuncture and moxibustion. There are several books handed down. One is about witchcraft, one is about autopsy, one is about eight methods of acupuncture and moxibustion, one is about the medical records of difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and one is about it! "

"What else is there?"