The rural daughter-in-law of the bank president

"Death...it's not that serious. Chen Guofu is such a bad guy but he didn't die!" Lele thought of his elderly grandfather.

"Okay, I'll leave some for him." Wei Wuya said calmly!

After hanging up the phone, Lele sat there for a long time.

So much time has passed, and so many people have been hurt. They wanted justice, but they paid with their lives but still did not get the truth and justice. And Wei Wuya can easily control who he wants to destroy and to what extent.

What a magical world! Fortunately, Wei Wuya is punishing the bad guys. She will probably never understand this complex society.

......

In the days that followed, Si Zeming didn't look for Lele again except to return the necklace.

Winter vacation is almost here! Lele thought, it's time to say goodbye. He's helped me so many times and even offered to treat me to dinner, but he never did.

That day, when I returned to the dormitory from the laboratory, I went to the basketball court on purpose, but Si Zeming was not there.

Lele called Si Zeming, but he didn't answer. Remembering that Grandpa Si had said he'd go over before leaving to bring something for Grandpa, he decided to visit him and take a look.

The day before returning home, Lele went to Si's house again. This time, the person who opened the door was not Uncle Ma, but a tall man in his forties or fifties.

The man's features bore a resemblance to Si Zeming's. His hair, clearly dyed, was a bit curly, unlike the sheen of natural black hair. He had a gentle face and the calm, mature charm of a middle-aged man. His figure was impeccably maintained, neither fat nor thin, his hair straight and slender.

My blind guess is that it should be Si Zeming's father.

Lele greeted him obediently: "Hello, uncle!"

The man was stunned for a moment when he saw Lele, then he gently let Lele into the house.

Grandpa Si was sitting in the main hall drinking tea. Lele put the fruit he brought on the table and greeted Grandpa.

Mr. Si took out a box from the drawer, opened it and found a jade seal inside. He showed it to Lele and then put it back.

"Give this to Mr. Lin!"

The middle-aged man stood at the door and watched for a while. A woman who looked about the same age as Lele came out of the west wing and called the middle-aged man over.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, walked up to Lele, and said, "Wait for me for a moment, I have something to tell you." Then he walked across the courtyard to the west wing.

Lele was a little surprised and asked Mr. Si, "Grandpa Si, is that Uncle Si?"

Mr. Si nodded, "Yes, Zeming's father."

"Grandpa, is Zeming back? I wanted to say hello and goodbye to him, but I couldn't get in touch with him!"

Mr. Si didn't put the tea back on the table for a long time, nor did he drink it.

"Well, he is at home, but as soon as his father comes, he locks himself up and doesn't come out." Old Master Si sighed.

Lele was a little surprised, but it was not convenient for her to ask about other people's family affairs, so she didn't say anything.

After a while, Zeming's father poked his head out from the courtyard of the west wing and waved to Lele to come over.

Mr. Si nodded, and Lele walked out of the main hall and headed towards the west wing.

The west wing has five rooms, and the main hall's doors and windows face the courtyard, providing good lighting and ventilation. The decoration style is elegant, and the wood carvings are very exquisite.

Zeming's father took Lele into a room inside. "Your name is Chang Lele. You are Lao Ji's student, right?"

"Yes, uncle, I'm from the Department of Psychology, and my tutor is Teacher Ji." Lele smiled appropriately.

"Oh, I'm from the philosophy department. Haha, your psychology department is still in our philosophy building." Zeming's father smiled. "Have you had any contact with Zeming?"

"We've had a few contacts." Lele didn't know what Zeming's father was going to do and didn't dare to go into details.

"Oh, he doesn't have many friends." Zeming's father's smile froze and his brows frowned slightly.

"He looks quiet." Lele agreed.

"It's because of his mother. His mother passed away due to illness when he was in junior high school." Zeming's father said lightly.

"Ah..." For a moment, Si Zeming's behavior seemed natural, and Lele understood Si Zeming's behavior style.

"This is Zeming's mom!" Zeming's father took a photo album from the nearby cabinet. Inside was a photo of a boy about 14 years old and a woman. His features were clearly those of Si Zeming, but in the photo, he was smiling brightly.

Lele looked at this beautiful woman and felt a little familiar.

"Haha, Zeming's mother also has big eyes and dimples, but not as big as yours. You look a bit like her." Zeming's father smiled.

"Oh, no wonder it feels familiar." Lele nodded.

"Well, later I got together with one of my students, and the relationship between Zeming and me was basically broken. He refused to meet me, let alone talk to me. I looked for Lao Ji, but Zeming didn't accept it. It was useless to look for anyone else." Zeming's father smiled bitterly.

"I went out to play for a few months some time ago. I heard that he was doing well, but when I came back, he locked himself up again and hasn't been to class recently." Zeming's father looked worried.

"Uncle wants to..." Lele asked.

"Well, if he can get in touch with you a few times, maybe it will be helpful. I'm just afraid that if he continues like this, something big will happen."

"I understand, uncle. I'm just starting out, but I'll give it a try." Lele thought that no matter what the reason was for her brother to help her, she could see the sparkle in Zeming. "But it's vacation time, I have to go back tomorrow."

"It's okay, it's okay. There's no rush. Just contact him when school starts next semester."

"Okay, I'll go say hello to him later." Lele made up his mind.

"Thank you!" Zeming's father regained his smile and gentleness.

"No need, uncle. I treat Zeming as my younger brother and I hope everything goes well for him." Lele said goodbye to Zeming's father with a smile.

Lele came to the east wing and entered the main hall. Only one door was closed. Lele walked to the door and knocked, "Zeming, are you in there?"

No one responded for a long while. "I'm going home tomorrow. I'll say goodbye to you and see you next semester."

After saying that, Lele turned around and walked out. Before she left the main hall, the door opened and Si Zeming was standing at the door with a gloomy look on his face.

Lele turned around and looked at Zeming's face. Suddenly, she felt distressed. "Zeming, why didn't you answer the phone?"

"Is there something wrong?" Si Zeming's voice was cold, without a trace of warmth or emotion.

"No, I'm saying goodbye."

"Well, goodbye!" Then the door closed again.

"Oh..." Lele sighed, walked out of the main hall, and went to say goodbye to Grandpa Si. Zeming's father sent Lele to the gate and brought some souvenirs from Xijing to Lele.

Lele returned to school, packed his luggage and waited to go home the next day.

It was a little after ten o'clock in the evening. After answering Wei Wuya's call, I was about to go to bed when I received a message. It was concise and to the point, "Come downstairs!" It was from Si Zeming.

Lele put on her clothes again and went downstairs. It was very cold in Xijing in January, so Lele wrapped herself in her coat. Si Zeming stood in the corner of the stairs, wearing a long black woolen coat that made his slender figure look even more perfect.

The Burberry wool scarf around her neck is very eye-catching.