The sour jujube lady still likes to make trouble. Because of the grievances she had in the past, she never stepped into the xylophone house. The more this completely blocked barrier, the more she had an inexplicable curiosity and impulse to know everything about the xylophone's family, and the more she wanted to know everything. At present, the only way to satisfy this curiosity is in Xingzai. Every time Xingzi came to her house, her mother-in-law would seize every opportunity to inquire about all kinds of movements and inside the xylophone family. Xingzi is a scheming cub and rarely talks about the secret secrets of the family. Often shirk things, ask three questions, and don't know. If you really can't shirk it, you will be silent and pretend to be stupid. The sour jujube lady couldn't get her wish, so she changed her strategy and often cared about the relationship between Xingzi and Maoxiang.

Sometimes she asks Xingzi if your uncle is good or your father is good.

Xingzi didn't know how to answer for a while, so he didn't say anything. [Marshmallow]

The sour jujube lady seduced her again, saying that on weekdays, is your uncle concerned about you or your father is more concerned.

Apricot replied indiscriminately, and he was all concerned.

The sour jujube lady is still not satisfied, and then asks you to help your uncle work all day long, and she doesn't help your father at all. Would he like to?

Apricot had never thought about such a question. He was stunned for a long time, not knowing how to answer her words.

Seeing that Xingzi was not angry, the sour jujube mother-in-law said again, after all, he is your father, Jian D, scratching and threatening, talking about the drought, and offering the table to be ci and stupid.

Apricot was also confused. Yes, Maoxiang is his own son, Maosheng xylophone is just his own aunt. Compared with Mao Xiang, it is a big difference.

The sour jujube mother-in-law took advantage of the victory to chase after again, and said that no matter how good your aunt is, she can't compare to her own father and mother, oh, it's better to be close to four fingers. At the critical juncture, it's like building a house and marrying a daughter-in-law, and the hour is not good. Now your uncle is short of manpower, so he will woo you. Once you don't have to use people's hands, I'm afraid you'll have to separate the hot and cold from the near and far.

Similar words often hit Xingzai's small heart, which made him very uncomfortable. I can't figure out whether what my mother-in-law said is right or wrong, whether I listen to it or not. So he often secretly compared the good and bad of Mao Sheng and Mao Xiang in his heart. The preliminary result of the comparison is that Mao Sheng is indeed good to himself, that is, he has to put so much heavy work on himself. And this "good" did make him wonder if there was treachery hidden in it.

From this, he remembered that when he was a child, no matter what kind of trouble happened to his brothers, although Maosheng played fifty boards each, there was still a difference in the severity of it. Especially Zhong'er's lazy food, but Maosheng still likes him, and he is very happy. He got Maosheng's love only because he could help him.

Thinking about it like this, a layer of grievance gradually appeared in his heart. The emotions that were originally pretending to be held back were inadvertently revealed slightly. Or frowning all day, with a gloomy face and no words. Or speak very impulsively, and block Maosheng from time to time to vent the dissatisfaction in his heart.

How could Mao Sheng have thought of this. He also thought that the work he had arranged was tight, and the apricot boy was tired. He gave Xingzi a few days off in time to relieve his stress and make him relaxed.

After so many times, Xingzi decided in his heart that this was because of Maosheng's weak heart, so he made a show for himself and outsiders. My heart became more and more anxious and depressed. At the same time, he revealed the annoying and hateful things hidden in Mao Sheng. Arrange for himself to work as if he were supposed to do it. Zhong Er, who came home on Sunday, was distressed and cared for so much that people couldn't see it. Sometimes he even felt that all the respectable and lovely things that Mao Sheng had embodied had turned into hypocrisy and cunning suspiciousness. All the "good" is pretended to be to coax yourself.

At this time, he was in adolescence and was budding and enlightened, and he naturally thought of his father Mao Xiang, and remembered all the pitiful and amiable behaviors he showed to him everywhere. At this time, the apricot boy is no longer the simple and calm apricot boy before. His mind is alive, his mind is empty, his mind is chaotic, and his mind is open. Gradually from simplicity to ignorance, and then to the mature stage of rapid growth. -- by:daliineda|112213890361589729|500 --> tablet e-book network is the most complete, the fastest update speed, please remember our website: tablet e-book network! If you forget the URL of this site, you can Baidu it: tablet e-book network, present immediately! In order to facilitate the next reading, don't forget to add this site to the bookmark!