Chapter 656: Political Commissar Lin scared you, right?

  Chapter 656 Political Commissar Lin scared you, right?

   "I was beaten up by your mother, and I was accused of wronging her. I just want the truth to be revealed. Isn't that okay?"

   "Zhang Yun, she is so old, even if she is wrong, can't we, the younger generation, tolerate her once? I have already driven her back, what else do you want?" Lin Hongyuan said in a blunt tone.

   "Yes, she is your mother, so you can tolerate her if she is wrong, and you are right if she is wrong, right? So this time, even if the truth comes out, you will still turn to your mother, right?"

   "Zhang Yun, do you really have a heart? Who am I really helping, can't you feel it? It's almost the Chinese New Year, and you insist on fighting with me over this?"

  Lin Hongyuan felt very wronged. He didn't pursue the truth, and he helped his mother in words, but in action, he helped her, so she couldn't think of it at all?

  How can a woman be so unreasonable?

  Lin Hongyuan was impatient and didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he turned around and wanted to lie down to sleep. Seeing this, Zhang Yun thought he was about to make a move, and shrank back in fright.

   "What are you doing?" Her voice was trembling.

  The guts that had been emboldened by sadness, suddenly condensed back to its original form. Lin Hongyuan is a soldier, if he starts to fight, it's not just for fun.

   "..."

  Lin Hongyuan knew that she had misunderstood. Seeing that he was afraid, his heart softened again, but the expression on his face did not ease.

  He stretched out his hand and pressed Zhang Yun into the bed, and forced Zhang Yun into his arms. Just as Zhang Yun was about to struggle, he heard him growl in a low voice, "Don't move, Zhang Yun. If you make trouble again, I will really do it."

   Sure enough, as soon as Lin Hongyuan said the words, Zhang Yun immediately stopped moving, and Lin Hongyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

  Since you won't listen to what you say, you can just scare her.

  The two of them are the same as before, how nice, why quarrel when there is nothing to do, why give him a cold face?

   Before Lin Hongyuan could feel at ease for a while, Zhang Yun's sobs came from next to his ears.

  Lin Hongyuan was irritated by her crying, let go of her arms, turned his back to her and fell asleep.

   This night, the sound of Zhang Yun's sobbing rang directly in the middle of the night.

  …

  Wu Yue originally wanted to knit a sweater for Gu Cheng, but she didn't have enough time to finish knitting two sleeves a year ago, especially now that her waist is sore after doing it for a long time.

  So he directly planned to knit this sweater into a pullover vest, so that he could give it to Gu Cheng as a New Year's gift on New Year's Eve.

  As soon as Gu Cheng went to the team, Wu Yue greeted Gu Juan who was still sleeping late, took the sweater to Zhang Yuna, and learned to lock the hair of the sweater.

  As soon as Wu Yue entered the room, she saw Zhang Yun's eyes were red and swollen, obviously from crying.

   She frowned and asked, "Did you quarrel with Political Commissar Lin yesterday?"

   "Because of that incident, we argued a few words last night..." Zhang Yun didn't hide it from Wu Yue, his eyes were helpless, and he recounted what happened yesterday.

  When Lin Hongyuan was about to hit her, Zhang Yun was a little embarrassed and said: "I'm not that afraid of him hitting me. I'm just afraid that when the time comes, it will hurt the child."

   "Commissioner Lin is scaring you, right?" Wu Yue said decisively after hearing the details of Zhang Yun saying that Lin Hongyuan was going to beat her.

   "Zhang Yun, Political Commissar Lin is a good person. You have a knot in your heart about this matter. I know that it might be harder for me to let it go. But there is one thing, you have wronged Political Commissar Lin."

  Wu Yue stopped suddenly when she said this, Zhang Yun waited for a while, but Wu Yue couldn't continue talking, so she couldn't help asking, "Which point?"

  (end of this chapter)