lcionline Chapter 180 The Rong Family’s Routine
Chapter 180 The Rong Family’s Routine
Rong Enqing had just received the news when, not long after, he heard a noisy sound of footsteps outside the door, and Zhang's increasingly deafening wailing coming from far away.
"My daughter! How could you leave like this!" As soon as Zhang entered the room, she threw herself on the bed, beating her chest and crying heart-wrenchingly.
Even Yun Hai, who was standing next to him, was pushed aside. Yun Hai, who had been crying uncontrollably, felt relieved by the sudden change.
Yunying, who was crying on Xiaorong's chest, was so frightened by Zhang's earth-shattering howling that she forgot how to cry. The little girl couldn't help but turn her head to look at Zhang, her eyes were blank, and her face was full of confusion.
Rong Enqing frowned and looked at Xiu Zhang who was standing beside him. Xiu Zhang understood and hurried forward to help Zhang up.
Zhang wanted to struggle and refuse, but Xiu Zhang was too strong and he managed to lift her up from the ground.
Yunhai also calmed down and took the opportunity to pick up Yunying and stand aside.
"Sister-in-law, the dead cannot be brought back to life, please accept my condolences." Rong Enqing said slowly.
"My daughter was fine yesterday, but she died today!"
Zhang stopped crying and looked at Rong Enqing sharply, "Rong Enqing, you must give me an explanation! If you hadn't gone too far and insisted on divorcing her, why would she have committed suicide? My poor daughter!"
As she was speaking, Zhang turned around and fell beside Xiaorong's bed.
Rong Enqing's heart sank, knowing that this matter would not be let go. She calmed down and said, "Sister-in-law, I know that I have an unshirkable responsibility for Rong Yuan's death. However, the incident has already happened, and the dead are the greatest. Let's take care of Rong Yuan's funeral first."
This time, before Zhang spoke, an old voice came from outside the screen: "Let's first explain the cause of Yuan'er's death. It won't be too late to discuss Yuan'er's affairs after her death!"
Hearing this voice, Rong Enqing couldn't help but frown.
Although Zhang was difficult to deal with, she could use force to make her submit. However, Mrs. Rong was difficult to deal with, and she could not easily deal with it.
Yes, the person who spoke was Mrs. Rong.
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Rong walked in slowly, supported by Rong Minglang, the eldest master of the Rong family, Rong Enqing's elder brother, and the current Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites.
Rong Enqing hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Mother."
"I am not your mother! I can't give birth to a daughter as hard-hearted and heartless as you!"
As soon as Rong Enqing opened her mouth, Old Lady Rong started scolding her fiercely.
Rong Enqing felt a tightness in his chest, but he pretended to be calm on the surface and deliberately asked, "So, Mrs. Rong, you are here?"
"You!" Old Mrs. Rong became so angry that her face turned blue. She pointed at Rong Enqing and was speechless for a long time.
Rong Minglang helped old lady Rong calm down, then looked at Rong Enqing disapprovingly and said in a reproachful tone: "Little sister, you knew that mother was just speaking in anger, so why did you bother to deliberately anger her?"
"That's right, big brother." Rong Enqing didn't want to argue with an old lady, so he changed the subject and said, "But, big brother, don't you have to go to court today? It's not good to ask for leave right after taking office. After all, the future of the entire Rong family depends on you!"
"Listen to what she said." Mrs. Rong was old and experienced, so she could hear the irony in Rong Enqing's words. She was furious and complained to Rong Minglang.
Rong Enqing was laughing secretly. Then Rong Minglang's face turned serious and he said in a deep voice: "No matter how obsessed I am with power, I am still Yuan'er's father! My daughter is dead. If I, as a father, only care about her future and don't even look at her, am I still a human being?"
Rong Enqing frowned slightly and his eyes slowly narrowed.
Does Rong Minglang really care about Xiao Rong? Or is he pretending to be so?
With a wife like Zhang and a daughter like Xiao Rong, can Rong Minglang really be a good person?
At this time, Mrs. Rong said coldly with a gloomy face: "Don't explain to her! She no longer considers us as her relatives! In her eyes, our Rong family is just a blood-sucking worm on her body. She just wants to throw us away! Why bother to say more nonsense to her!"
"Mother!" Rong Minglang looked at Old Madam Rong in disapproval, patted the back of Old Madam Rong's hand soothingly, and then said, "Please stop saying these angry words. Why do you deliberately hurt the mother-daughter relationship between you and my younger sister?"
After saying that, Rong Minglang turned to look at Rong Enqing again and said apologetically: "Little sister, don't bother with mother. Mother is getting older and has more and more childish temper. I was mad at you yesterday, so I said something sarcastic. Don't take it to heart. After all, we are a family! Don't let these little things separate us!"
Rong Enqing looked at Rong Minglang in surprise. Was it a small matter if it involved more than 20,000 taels of silver? Was it also a small matter if it involved the divorce of Xiao Rong and Yun Hai?
When she mentioned these two things yesterday, Mrs. Rong was very angry! How come it became a trivial matter when Rong Minglang said it today?
Moreover! Xiao Rong was dead! She was lying right in front of them! They didn't go to see Xiao Rong, nor did they argue with her about her death, but instead they were telling her these inexplicable things?
At this point, Rong En has completely seen through the Rong family's tricks.
Yesterday, Mrs. Rong played the good cop and Zhang played the bad cop in order to resolve Rong Enqing's hatred towards Zhang and eliminate the rift between the two families.
As a result, Rong Enqing insisted on his own opinion and not only did not come down from the Rong family, but made things even more awkward! By the way, he also made Mrs. Rong very angry.
Today, it was natural for Old Lady Rong to play the good guy role, while Rong Minglang took over the bad guy role.
However, before yesterday, Rong Enqing and Yun Hai were still in the right.
But because of Xiao Rong's death, the Rong family is now the one in the right.
Logically speaking, the Rong family could just go to the door and argue with confidence. Just like Zhang and Old Lady Rong, they just tore their faces apart and that was it.
But among them there appeared another person named Rong Minglang who played the good cop and smoothed things over!
Rong Enqing couldn't help but think about it.
What is the Rong family’s purpose?
Unable to guess the Rong family's intentions for the time being, Rong Enqing decided to wait and see. He nodded and said, "Brother is right. Let's not stand here and talk. Let's go to the main hall and sit down and talk."
"Okay." Rong Minglang responded, supporting Old Lady Rong and walking out without even glancing at Little Rong on the bed.
Instead, Old Mrs. Rong broke away from Rong Minglang's hand, walked slowly to the bed, looked at little Rong quietly for a while, and finally sighed, patted Zhang's shoulder, then turned around and walked out slowly.
When Mrs. Rong walked to the bedside, Rong Minglang seemed to realize something and followed closely behind her, walked to the bedside and took a look at Xiao Rong. After Mrs. Rong turned around, he hurried forward to support her and followed her out.
Rong Enqing watched all of this silently. When she saw the two of them leaving, she also called out to Yun Hai, "Yun Hai, come along too."
"Okay." Yun Hai nodded in agreement, then looked down at Yun Ying, who had been leaning against his chest listlessly since Zhang came in, and whispered softly in her left ear:
"Bao'er, do you want to stay here with Mom, or go outside with Daddy and Grandma to talk?"
Yunying timidly glanced at Zhang who was lying on the bed, grabbed Yunhai's collar and whispered, "I want to be with Daddy."