Of course, she didn't feel guilty at all. Her whole body was full of happiness. She didn't do anything wrong. It was jingjuntai and Mrs. Jing who didn't like her and didn't like her. Why should she feel guilty?

If Jing Juntai and Mrs. Jing were nice to her, she would take care of them and honor them as she would take care of Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun, but they didn't, so she couldn't help it.

Jing Xuan's words warmed Tang Huai's heart, but Jing Juntai almost didn't spit blood. Jing Juntai looked at Jing Xuan severely: "you have only this promise now? You've become a soft ear

"Grandpa, if you come to quarrel today, please go out."

"Grandpa, Jingmin made a mistake. You should question her. You came to ask me what brother Jingxuan and I did? I really don't understand."

Jing Juntai heavily put the tea cup on the tea table with a bang: "I know Jing min, and I don't believe she will do such an outrageous thing!"

Hearing the speech, Tang Huai chuckled: "Grandpa, do you know Jing min?"

"She's my granddaughter. I don't know her. I know who to go?"

"Since you know her so well, do you know how long she likes Zhang Shao?"

"How can I know if she doesn't tell me?" Jing Juntai stares at Tang Huai. Isn't this nonsense?

"What color of clothes does she like to wear? What does she like to eat? Does she like a quiet environment or a lively environment? When did she graduate from primary school and enter my hospital as my assistant? Also, do you know her birthday?" Tang Huai slapped a bunch of questions to Jing Juntai. Jing Juntai was stunned.

What color does Jing min like to wear? What does she like to eat? What are her hobbies? He doesn't know the answers to these questions.

"I know her character. Her heart is kind. She will never do anything harmful!" Jing Juntai blushed.

"At the beginning, you also tried your best to exaggerate in front of me. Poetry was gentle, generous and reasonable. Then what? Isn't she the most scheming?" Jing Xuan raised his lips with scorn.

"Jing Xuan, how did you become like this?" Jing Juntai can't believe it. This is his grandson.

"I also want to ask Grandpa. Tang Huai is already my daughter-in-law. Can't you treat her better? Don't encounter anything wrong. Zhang's mother was stunned and nodded:" OK, OK! "

Jing Juntai wants to vomit blood. What does Tang Huai mean? Say he's not a valuable guest?

Jing Juntai angrily left Dacheng street and went straight to the reform through labor camp.

In that piece of golden rice, Jing min is harvesting the ripe rice with a sickle.

Wearing a straw hat, she bent over to work on the farm with a group of prisoners.

At this time, Zhang Jundian came to Tian hard and called her, "8016, go back to the place for interrogation."

Jing min straightened up and sweating. She looked at Zhang Jun hall suspiciously. The punishment was all sentenced. What else should she be interrogated?

Zhang Jundian looked at her seriously: "don't dawdle, come up quickly!"

"Oh." Jing min hurried up from the rice field. She quickly washed her water shoes and left the farmland with Zhang Jundian.

On the way, Zhang Jundian told her that it was not interrogation that asked her to go back to the place, but her grandfather wanted to see her.

Jing min is afraid of cold, hard and serious Jing Juntai. She is very nervous all the way.

In the Institute, they met their grandchildren.

In a small office of only ten square meters, Jing Juntai sat solemnly on a wide wooden chair.

Seeing Jing min in prison clothes, he looked at her coldly.

Jing min's eyes were frightened: "Grandpa..."

"Why are you a prisoner?" Jing Juntai spoke coldly.

"I... I..."

"Bang!"

Jing Juntai a desk in front, the desk trembled violently, and the kettle on the table shook for a while.

His eyes were sharp, like a sharp sword, looking directly at Jing min. Jing min felt afraid of being put on his neck with a sword.

Her eyes were red and her voice choked: "I carried Tang Huai on my back and changed her prescription, killing a patient."

"Why did you do that?" Even if Jing Juntai gets a response from Tang Huai, he should listen to Jing min with his own ears.

"I... I was confused because of jealousy..." Jing min regretted.

"Jealous? Confused?" Jing Juntai got up, approached Jing min, stood in front of her and looked down at her: "do you know that your momentary confusion will hurt yourself and humiliate the Jing family!"

"I'm wrong..." Jing min's voice was crying.

She doesn't care much about her future or the face of the Jing family. She killed a human life

"Really because of jealousy?" Jing Juntai's sharp eyes looked directly into Jing min's eyes, as if one could see through her.

Jing min lowered her head and didn't dare to see such a terrible face again. She sobbed "um".

"You are so confused!"

"Tears ran down his cheeks.

"Jealousy will kill people!"

"..." Jing min knows, but it's too late. She made mistakes when she didn't make mistakes. Now she regrets to death.

"If you want to fall in love, tell me that I can introduce you a better boy than Zhang Shao. How can you do such a stupid thing!" When Jing Juntai saw Jing min like this, he suddenly thought of Tang Huai asking him to know Jing min and so on. His face slowed down and said with painstaking care: "you made a fuss and killed the patient. You also implicated Yimin hospital and discredited Tang Huai's reputation."

Jing Juntai's heart is very contradictory. He doesn't like Tang Huai, but he thinks that the good hospital was almost closed because of Jing min's behavior. He can't help blaming Jing min and feels aggrieved for Tang Huai.

"Grandpa, are you...?" Grandpa looked for Tang Huai? Or did Tang Huai take the initiative to talk to her grandfather about her crime?

Jing Juntai saw through what Jing min thought at a glance. He said in a deep voice, "it's a Dian who asked you what mistake you made. I didn't know you were here until you were reformed through labor. Then I ran to find Tang Huai to know the reason for your crime."

Jing min lowers her head again.

"If someone knows you've been in prison, you can't marry a good husband." Jing Juntai gives Jing min a white look.

"Grandpa, I don't want to get married for the time being." Jing min whispered.

Hearing the speech, Jing Juntai looked at Jing min tightly with his lips. His white skin had been tanned, and his arms and neck had peeled off.

He rarely cared about Jing min, and his tone was mild: "is it hard to do farm work?"

Jing min's eyes became hot and her tears flowed more fiercely: "I can stand it. It's not hard."

"After the sentence is over, go back and be a good man. Don't be jealous of anything in the future..." Jing Juntai sighed and painstakingly taught Jing min.