Chapter 92: Comparison

Li Shengnan sneezed all the way home, and his nose was red.

"Yo, what's wrong? The big star's mother cried on the street, was she trained by the director?

Wang Xinfeng was wrapped in a headscarf, and the few wisps of bangs scattered on his forehead were sweaty and tangled, making his sour and mean face even more embarrassed and contemptible.

Li Shengnan didn't want to make a big fuss with her outside, so he shouted in a low voice that the second sister-in-law Quan Dang had said hello, but he could still hear a thick nasal voice.

Wang Xinfeng stopped her as if he had caught her pigtails, stopped her and didn't call her away, gloating and mocking:

"You've really been kicked out? I'll just say, how can a movie star be so good? The mud on his legs hasn't been washed yet, what are you dreaming of? ”

Li Shengnan is not a temperamentless person, and when he saw that she was reluctant to bring her daughter, he also lowered his face.

"You also spread things without shadows, you are the roundworm in the director's stomach? The director didn't say that our Song Ci was not, but he still praised her for acting well and having aura!

What do you mean that the director has one thing on the surface and one thing in his heart, and he is hypocritical with two faces? How much hatred and resentment do you have with the director, and you praise and belittle others like this?

Second sister-in-law, I have to advise you, be kind, it's really bad to say bad things about people behind your back, you have to set a good example for your children. ”

Li Shengnan snorted happily, turned his head and sneezed loudly, muttered "Who is talking about me behind my back", deliberately looked at Wang Xinfeng suspiciously, and without waiting for her to refute, bypassed her and hurried home.

A cold is not a trivial matter, not to mention that you are uncomfortable and delay your work, and it may be transmitted to your family.

Wang Xinfeng was still in the afterthought, shouting at her back, "What kind of person, the thinking is insidious", but the person had already entered the house and ignored her at all.

Wang Xinfeng was so angry that his chest was blocked, and he slammed heavily on the ground to relieve his breath.

Song Pandi came over slowly, thinking about things in his heart, and was not paying attention to being pinched by her mother on the arm.

Song Pandi screamed out, slapped Wang Xinfeng's hand away, and glared angrily without thinking:

"Why are you beating people?"

"It's against the sky! The old lady taught you what's wrong, and you dare to fight back? I can't kill you!"

Wang Xinfeng was already accumulating fire, and was hit by her daughter on the street, and was suddenly detonated, pulled out the dry branches in the firewood stack on the side of the road, and pulled it at her headlessly.

Song Pandi was pumped and screamed again and again, hurriedly covered his face and squatted, begging for mercy:

"Mom, don't fight! If it's broken, you won't be able to act in a movie!"

As soon as Wang Xinfeng heard the three words of the movie, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and he started even more ruthlessly!

"Phew! Everyone thinks they are immortals, and they want to act in movies when they sharpen their heads, why don't they go to heaven? Don't look at your virtues as a mourning star, who rarely looks at you? Don't bother to watch them with money, and still want to ask people to pay for movie tickets?

Song Pandi has been a mother and daughter with her for two lifetimes, where do you still not understand Wang Xinfeng's ideas?

She is greedy for money and selfish, and she has been thinking about comparing herself with Li Shengnan all her life, but she can't compare, so she always makes fun of her daughter!

Selfish and stupid!

"Mom, listen to me, Song Ci was opened by the director, won't the actor make room for it, I'll act! Earn money! Ten yuan! I can buy a lot of meat buns! Give Song Hui a lot of food! Save a bride price for my uncle to marry a daughter-in-law!"

Song Pandi's words came to Wang Caifeng's heart.

She stopped, looked at Song Pandi's flattering smiling face, and threw the firewood strip in her hand.

"You quickly pack up and go to the director to talk about it. It doesn't make sense that her Li Shengnan's daughter can do it, and I was disgusted when I was born!

Listen to me, if you can't get ten dollars, don't come back!"