Chapter 21: The Thickness of the Skin

Sure enough, Lu Ningchuan went to the stove outside, brought lunch in and had lunch with Tang Xin, and then heard the sound of rustling outside the door.

A thunderous sound sounded, "Bang Bang-"

Song Meifen's dissatisfied duty came: "What's the matter with Song Meifang, why haven't you come back!"

Zhang Aijiao's eyes rolled slightly: "Mom, why don't we go to a neighbor's house around." ”

Song Meifen was unwilling, these buildings were all staff. Dressed decently and cleanly, she always felt inferior in her gray past.

Song Meifen, who has always been arrogant, was unwilling, and suddenly Song Meifen thought of something: "Hey, that little girl's film seems to have been entrusted by Song Meifang to someone's house." Let's go and find out, Song Meifang, a loser, how many times have I told her that I lived here to take care of which little girl. She doesn't want to!"

"Mom, if you come to the county, what will I do. Grandpa and grandma only have brother-in-law and Jiaming in their hearts. Zhang Aijiao was dissatisfied when she talked about this, and after she crossed over, she used a little skill.

has changed from a girl who was originally disliked and ignored to a favored child. But in front of the two old immortals, compared with their sons and grandsons, that little bit of pity was immediately left behind.

"Why are you a fool! I came to the county and you came with me! Song Meifang is very generous, and she has never lacked malt milk essence biscuits and brown sugar at home. A money-losing commodity can still eat so expensive, phew! Girl, look at it, it's all yours. ”

Song Meifen said that she was full of words and looked reasonable.

Zhang Aijiao secretly raised a smug smile on her face, she crossed from a 9-to-5 clerk to a local girl in a small village, and she was still in the 80s when she was poor in materials!

But Zhang Aijiao will not treat herself badly, especially Song Meifen, the mother of this body, who is also lazy and lazy. Zhang Aijiao doesn't look down on Song Meifen's stinginess, but she can take advantage of her, Zhang Aijiao doesn't feel ashamed at all, but feels that a good life is earned by herself.

She knew from her memory that the Song family only had two uncles and uncles earning work, and the rest were waiting at home with their mouths open. But the life of the Song family is not bad, because there is an aunt who works in the county factory.

Zhang Aijiao looked at the tight door, and a hint of calculation flashed in her eyes. She crossed over, though she remembered being here. But she herself has not been here, although the environment here is also very simple compared to the later generations.

But it's much better than the countryside, she's fed up with the poor days in the countryside, and drinking porridge is waiting for the old immortal to share it with you, and she will be deducted to death.

Tang Xin pinched the hem of Lu Ningchuan's clothes, and when she heard the mother and daughter outside the door say to go to the neighbor's house, Tang Xin's heart tightened: "Little brother, let's open the door." ”

Everyone in the tube building is close to each other, who has a little movement, don't see that no one comes out to see the excitement, in fact, you can hear it clearly at home.

The best thing in this building is the Tang family, who is jealous, every time Song Meifang's relatives come, they ridicule a few words under the banner of concern.

Although Tang Xin is small, she can feel the ill-will in the eyes of those aunts and aunts.

Lu Ningchuan nodded, the ugliness of the family should not be publicized. If he was to leave this kind of relative behind, but this was Aunt Song's relative after all.

Tang Xin opened the door and greeted in a milky voice: "Auntie, cousin." ”

When Zhang Aijiao saw Tang Xin, a thick jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she was a two-year-old child. There will be some single eating and drinking in memory, Zhang Aijiao learned from her original memory that she was envious, jealous and hated this little cousin.

Zhang Aijiao scoffed, just a two-year-old baby, what is there to be jealous of. I didn't know anything about the original body, and I still think that this little cousin is a little fairy child in a New Year's painting.

But Zhang Aijiao looked at Tang Xin at the moment, a little baby carved in pink, delicate and cute, her skin could be broken by blowing, white and tender. Zhang Aijiao saw from the mirror that this body was yellow and thin, and her facial features were mediocre.

Zhang Aijiao couldn't hide the jealousy and resentment in her heart, why didn't she cross over to Tang Xin!

Song Meifen's eyelids glanced Tang Xin up and down contemptuously, and when she saw Tang Xin's small water-red jacket and two big red headbands on her head, she was very dissatisfied. Such a good thing, why give a money-losing goods.

Holding his waist with one hand and pointing at Tang Xin with the other, he said: "Okay! You little girl, why don't you open the door for me at home! I see that you have itchy skin, Song Meifang is used to you, I am not used to you!"

Lu Ningchuan appeared behind Tang Xin and said loudly: "Auntie, who are you? Isn't this Uncle Tang's house and Aunt Song's house? Tangbao was studying, and he didn't hear any movement outside the door before." ”

Song Meifen choked, yes, this is not only Song Meifang's family but also Tang Weiguo's country, which of Tang Weiguo's mothers is not easy to get along with.

Zhang Aijiao asked with a naΓ―ve and puzzled face: "Tang Xin, who is he?" You two are closed doors, and lonely men and widows are alone in the same room.....

Lu Ningchuan looked at Zhang Aijiao with sharp eyes, suspicious in his heart, looking at Song Meifen's rude words and wild words, he knew that there was no culture, how could Zhang Aijiao, a two-year-old child, be able to export chapters?

And the vague jealousy and calculation in Zhang Aijiao's eyes, Lu Ningchuan saw it clearly.

Seeing Lu Ningchuan's sharp gaze, Zhang Aijiao's heart tightened, and she almost couldn't even maintain the smile on her face. Zhang Aijiao muttered in her heart, did he suspect something?

"Zhang Aijiao, what nonsense are you talking about! I am friends with my little brother, you have wronged people like this, I want to tell the Red Guards!" Tang Xin looked angry and retorted in a milky voice.

Zhang Aijiao laughed in her heart, what kind of Red Guards? Is it to call the police? I just said casually, it is useless for the police to come.

Song Meifen's face immediately changed, and she took Zhang Aijiao and walked into the house, and said hatefully: "You little girl, you are still sharp-toothed! Jiaojiao is a younger sister, just kidding you, why are you so careful." I could see that you weren't a good thing, and you had a very dark heart at a young age!"

Tang Xin stood up with her small chest and opened her short arms to stop at the door: "Apologize! Zhang Aijiao is slandering the innocence of me and my little brother, I will report it to the Red Guards, and they will definitely take care of it!"

Song Meifen looked at Tang Xin with some jealousy, the Red Guards have not been so fierce over the years, but the residual prestige is still undiminished.

"What is the innocence of the little doll!Don't be unforgiving!" Of course, Song Meifen has to defend her daughter, and there is nothing to be afraid of if she is a little milk baby who is not up to her thighs.