Chapter 53

"Old lady," a servant of the Tang family came in quickly outside the door of the tea room. She stopped by the old lady hang and bowed over and said, "Miss Tang Ran is on the third floor. She will be there soon."

Old lady hang raised her eyes and asked unhappily, "what are you going to report after such a long delay? Just bring her in. "

"I want to urge, but..."

"But what?"

The servant did not speak in a hurry. He looked up at the opposite side of old lady hang. Luo, who had just returned to his seat, sipped tea slowly, but did not look at this side.

The servant had to harden his head and said in a low voice, "the young master of Luo's family is protecting Miss Tang ran, and will not be urged."

“……”

The old lady opened her eyes unexpectedly.

There was silence in the tea room, and several people were close to each other. The servant's words could not be more clearly introduced into the ears of all the people in the room.

Tang luoqian, the youngest, was also the most depressed. Her face changed as she reacted. She straightened up and looked at the servant in disbelief: "who did you say helped?"

The servant repeated, "young master Luo."

Tang Luo bit his teeth and said, "are you right?"

The servant grinned bitterly and bowed his head: "miss luoqian, if my eyes are not good, I will not even recognize that young master. After all, I am a distinguished guest of the family."

"But how could he have been with that little blind man --"

"OK."

Mrs. hang interrupts Tang luoqian's words and glances at them slightly --

"just wait for them to come in."

“……”

Tang luoqian knew that he was in trouble. He looked back and looked at the other side. He seemed to have not heard the conversation. He was still drinking tea, and his eyelids had never been raised.

Tang Luo was relieved, and then she looked back at her grandmother gratefully.

At this time, however, she found that Mrs. hang frowned slightly at Mr. Luo and the smiling housekeeper Lin.

The tea room was still for more than ten seconds, and the door was knocked.

The three tones of "dudududu" can be heard only from the rhythm of knocking on the door. They can not wait to respond. The sound of pushing the door also makes the Tang family feel that this scene is very familiar.

But this time, without the help of the old man, they could guess who was coming.

Much later than the previous one, the first sound was the sound of the blind stick tapping on the ground.

At the sound, Tang luoqian's eyebrows could not help wrinkling. She turned her face angrily. But after a few seconds, thinking of the servant's description of Luo Zhan, she couldn't help peeping back.

In a moment, two figures, one high and one low, appeared at the same time by the long screen in the teahouse.

The young master of Luo's family, who had never been seen by anyone since he entered the gate of the Tang family, really gathered up his usual tired, lazy and indifferent appearance, and held it flat with one hand to give the little girl something to hold on to.

It took me half a minute to walk from behind the screen to the tea sea, but I didn't see a little impatience on the face of the disaster who was always lazy and listless.

When they arrived, the servant picked up a new seat for the little girl in the corner.

Luo Zhan helped people to the past.

Tang ran touches the edge of the armrest of the wooden chair and sits down carefully.

Luo Zhan was used to serving the little girl. Subconsciously, he bent down to get Tang Ran's blind stick. He was ready to fold it for her and put it in the hand she could reach at any time.

However, as soon as he grasped it and was ready to exert himself, he felt a bit of pulling force from the blind stick in the opposite direction.

Luo Zhan lifted his eyelids, and the little girl in front of him was so nervous that she grasped her blind stick again.

Luo Zhan understood.

He dropped his eyes and laughed in silence.

Then Luo Zhan took back his hand and went straight to his side.

Behind him, the little girl listened to the direction of his footsteps and slowly turned to him: "good grandfather Luo."

The old man put down his teacup and took a complex look at the quiet little girl. He paused and nodded: "good evening, Xiaoran."

Old lady hang frowned and looked back from the young man who didn't seem to feel the pressure of her eyes. She cleared her throat and seemed to say something.

But before that, Luo looked at his side first.

"Have you been asked to sit down?"

“……”

Luo zhangang picked up the chair and was ready to take a seat.

He didn't speak and looked lazily at it.

Master: "how did you come up with Xiao ran?"

Luo Zhan didn't raise his eyes, and his voice was lazy. He just yawned: "I met him in the stairs."

"Why don't you usually be so helpful?"

"It's nothing. Maybe it's a little bit human." Luo Zhan's mouth was coldly hooked, and his voice didn't know where he was going. "Seeing the little girl walking alone, he was teased and urged by a steward. He almost thought that he was going back to the slave society, but he couldn't help it."“……”

On the side of the Tang family, several people have different expressions.

The old man gave him a warning look and said in a cold voice, "I think you delayed it. All right, sit down. "

Luo Zhan, who had sat down consciously the previous second, lowered his eyes, leaned back in his chair and said in a languid voice:

"thank you, Lord long, I'm sitting."

The old man almost choked by the tea and turned his head to stare at him.

Luo Zhan didn't care, he just raised his eyes -

in the corner facing him, the little girl holding the blind stick nervously seemed to be stunned after hearing his words. And then she tried to lower her head and hold back her smile.

“……”

Luo Zhan falls back to his eyes.

After a few seconds, the young man's cool and meaningful side face, the corner of his lips gently raised.

The so-called cliche, between the elders are not sensitive, joke can also innocuous topics, also inseparable from those fixed themes.

When it comes to the younger generation, it's still the Tang family who started first.

“…… We luoqian do not like to make friends, this is not good, introverted temperament, in the school few intimate friends. She usually takes a vacation and looks at the children from other families to go out to parties or activities, but she likes to stay at home, reading or playing the piano and drawing. Alas, it's so quiet! "

Lin mamei "denounces" her daughter with a look of regret.

"Quiet is not a bad thing."

Mr. Luo built a stubble and glanced coolly at his side -

young master Luo is not afraid of stage anywhere. He will sit opposite the three elders of the Tang family in the dense fragrance of tea, and he alone seems to be able to fall asleep at any time.

The old man was so angry that he rolled his eyes, and his voice cooled automatically:

"it's not like my family. I haven't seen a shadow at home for half a year, and I've been immersed in the laboratory all day long, just like there's no home."

Lin mamei boasted: "that's Luo Zhan's enterprising spirit. No wonder so many achievements are made at such a young age."

“……”

There was no response to the boy with his cheekbones and drooping eyes. His eyelids didn't lift half an inch, as if someone else called Luo Zhan.

Lin Manmei's smile was slightly stiff.

Luo's father frowned and coughed in a low voice: "Luo Zhan, aunt Lin is praising you. Don't you say thanks?"

Luo Zhan finally got a little reaction from his father cue.

He turned his eyes, and the words that slipped past his ears a few seconds ago were pulled out of his instant memory.

Looking back for two seconds, Luo Zhan glanced at the old man in a cold and lazy voice: "emperor, don't get me wrong. I'm not very enterprising. My ultimate goal in life is to eat and wait for death, so if there is really a throne to inherit in my family, you must start from the top. "

As soon as Luo Zhan's words fell, the old man's eyebrows twisted.

The two brothers of the Luo family do not want to inherit the family property. Only a few core figures of the Luo family know that such a "domestic clown" is jokingly said by Luo Zhan. Even if other people will not take it seriously, the old man also has a feeling of being trampled on his feet.

Fortunately, Lin Yi was most familiar with the likes and dislikes of the old man. Before the old man got angry, he gave a kind smile to the opposite Lin mamei:

"our young master's character is more flexible indeed."

Lin mamei immediately went down the steps: "luoqian, you'll have to deal with Luo Zhan more in the future, and learn from him to be more outgoing, you know?"

Tang Luo shallow one night and happy and angry, smell speech complex ground looked at Luo Zhan one eye, vaguely should: "well."

"In this way," Lin mamei seemed to think of something suddenly and turned to Mr. Luo politely with a smile. "We have such a disposition that we don't feel at ease to ask her to go out with others. It's better to wait for Luo Zhan to say when he has time and let him take luoqian out for a walk and play, so as to have more contact with the outside world. Young man, it's better to make friends, old man

"Well," said the old man, "it's not good for the old man to refute Lin mamei directly. He should be silent for a few seconds." then wait -- "

" no time. "

Luo Zhan cut off without warning. He drooped his eyes and yawned coldly.

"I can't take care of you anymore. What can I do so busy that I don't even come back home?"

"Lab, robot."

Luo Zhan was so smooth that he almost revealed the truth. He himself pauses alertly, then drops his eyes.

"This year, we will study generalization, and the tentative goal is the direction of home robots."

Lin mamei froze for a few seconds, and her smile was a little embarrassed: "I'm usually busy, so I don't want luoqian to disturb you. You can take advantage of weekends or holidays... "

Luo Zhan see each other to chase after each other, eye drop, cover the mood of cold and cold: "holiday more no time."

Lin mamei: "are you busy with experiments in the laboratory on holidays?"

"No, private life."

Lin mamei said, "private Private life? "

"Well," said the young master, with his mouth wide and unrestrained, "such as drinking in bars, fighting and sleeping."Luo Zhan and the boys in int's lab are used to it without any scruples. They are also trying to persuade the Tang family to retreat.

In the middle of his talk, he suddenly thought of something, and then he stopped on a very dangerous word.

Frozen for two seconds, Luo Zhan subconsciously glanced at the corner of the room.

The little girl sitting there silently was looking up, listening to his private life as curiously as anyone else.

He stopped this point too cleverly, the little girl showed some kind of curiosity strong expression.

It's just like "sleep what?" It's on my face.

Luo Zhan:

Let's fix the crematorium.

As the most intimate housekeeper of Luo's family, housekeeper Lin stood at the back. At this time, he took the initiative to add with a smile: "our young master is usually too tired and busy in the laboratory. On weekends, he often sleeps at home."

“……”

The Tang family have different expressions.

The only one who really believed is a simple girl.

Mrs. hang can't listen any more.

She frowned, cleared her throat and said, "Luo Zhan, our two families have had a good relationship for more than ten years, and the friendship between our elders can't be broken here. You and luoqian will still walk around more and occasionally spare some time to accompany your sister. This should not be difficult for you, right

As soon as Mrs. hang said this, Lin Yi's heart began to thump.

Luo's eyes also changed slightly.

They are familiar with Luo Zhan's young master's temper, but he never used this kind of domineering and domineering tone in front of Luo Zhan --

someone's rebellious spirit really committed. If you turn it out, you can make a big fuss in heaven.

If you don't kick the chair over on the spot, it's a shame.

When Lin Yi was thinking about whether he would rush up to press the table or press the chair first, he saw Luo Zhan's figure slowly straightening up and then frozen in a certain degree.

I didn't get angry.

Lin Yi is surprised.

Then he thought of something and looked into the corner of the room -

the little girl sitting there was listening to the room with a little uneasiness in her expression.

Lin Yi looks back.

Luo's hand was cold and pale on the table.

A few seconds later, Luo Zhan can hear a cold smile

The young master released his hand and leaned on the back.

He looked down with a smile that could fade away at any time --

"next month, the 22nd, it's a Saturday. I happened to go to m city next door with some friends and have some business to deal with."

In the corner, Tang Ran is stunned.

22?

Isn't that the day when they and the dean of the family have made an appointment for a follow-up visit to their eyes?

The Tang family was also surprised that Luo Zhan relaxed his mouth so easily.

After a few seconds of silence, Lin mamei did not hesitate to promise down for her daughter: "no problem, luoqian has long wanted to go to m city to play, right luoqian?"

Tang Luo shallowly suppressed the accident and surprise, bowed his head in a reserved voice.

Old lady hang looked a little slower: "that's settled. Then luoqian --"

"in that case."

Luo Zhan interrupted old lady Hang's words.

In the other party's unhappy eyes, he raised his eyes, this time without any cover to look at the corner.

"Let's have a face. Let's go."

The lazy and meaningless mood faded from my eyes.

The young master opened his mouth in a slow voice, and his tone was filled with a low, hard to understand smile --

"sister Tang ran."