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Yang Zimei shook his head, "I'd better wait for me to ask her opinion. If you rush past like this, it will destroy the peace of our family. "
Although his grandfather Yang Bo is not good at all, he is also a person who has lived with his grandmother for more than 40 years, playing an important role in his own family.
If he knew that he had come to Beijing to find his grandfather, and he wanted to recognize his ancestors and change his surname to Rong, he would have an accident.
She still felt that the best condition was to maintain the status quo.
"What a pity."
Rong Qing regretted, "but, Niuniu, even if you don't want to recognize your ancestors, you are also the blood of our Rong family. When you are free, you still have to go back to our Rong family courtyard to meet the Rong family people, so that the flood will not rush into the Dragon King temple and do not recognize your own family."
"Well."
Yang Zimei nodded.
"Do you really agree?"
Rong Qing's eyes lit up, "can you fix a time for us to be ready?"
Yang Zimei thought that he had nothing to do these days, so he said, "tomorrow morning, are you free?"
"Yes
Rong Qing was overjoyed and handed her the heavy box. "Niu Niu, this is peach blossom cake we made. Please take it."
Yang Zimei did not affectation, took over, "thank you, uncle."
"Then I'll go back and be busy, and I'll be closed for a day, so that I can wait for your visit tomorrow."
Rong Qing was very happy and said, "my father will be very happy. I'll call uncle later."
"Ha ha, it's all from my own family. I'll go and see what the family is like. Don't make it too grand. I have psychological pressure."
Yang Zimei said with a smile.
However, she is also very happy to be accepted by her family.
Rong Qing told her the address of Rong family's big house.
It turned out that it was not far from Chiang's house, only one street away.
After Rongqing left, Yang Zimei opened the box and took out two peach blossom cakes. One handed it to the dragon day by day, and the other ate it himself.
"It's delicious."
Yang Zimei found that the dragon was silent day by day, so he had nothing to talk about.
"Well."
The Dragon nodded day by day, and the dull voice answered.
"Are you still worried about maressa?"
Yang Zimei really didn't want to mention the name, but he had to.
"No
Dragon shook his head day by day, "just suddenly thought of the grandfather's family."
Yang Zimei's heart sank, persuading, "it's all over. It's no use thinking about it."
"I want to find out who did it!"
The pupil of the Dragon shrinks day by day.
Yang Zimei's heart sank again, and hurriedly pulled him to say, "there is nothing to find, that is, Wang Zeyuan. In order to occupy your mother, he will blood wash the dragon family."
"I always feel like this is not the case."
The Dragon shook his head day by day. "These days, I've always been dreaming about my grandfather falling into a pool of blood. I dream that his eyes are full of shock and horror looking at me!"
"It's just a dream. What if we killed Wang Zeyuan and avenged him?"
"Wang Zeyuan has always refused to admit that it was he who carried out the massacre against our family. In this case, there is no need for him to refuse to admit."
"Because he's afraid to admit it, you'll kill him directly. Even if it's not him, it's also the prime minister surnamed Meng who has a good relationship with him. "
Referring to the prime minister surnamed Meng, Yang Zimei suddenly thought of a man in his mind.
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