Chapter 829: The Old Dream of the Republic of China 19

The man's divorced younger brother has some ability, and Zuo Yun doesn't know it.

At the beginning, it was a man who took money to send him out, and originally thought that his younger brothers and sisters couldn't count on him for the rest of their lives.

You have to make a profit for yourself.

As a result, a waste was sent out, and when it came back, it became acidic waste.

Every day when I have nothing to do, I gather with a group of so-called progressive young people to write sour poems, criticize this, and do that.

This kind of person will be a keyboard warrior in later generations.

In this era, they are collectively referred to as progressive youth, and may also be called literary youth.

It's really ruined by these two words.

The daughter-in-law that the man married, although traditional, but in the past few years when the man was not in the country, he was also filial to his mother-in-law, taking care of the family, and paying his youth for that family.

Now that she is tired and old, she is also tired and sick, but the man doesn't want her anymore.

After all, with a young one, who wants an old one?

And the reasons are all ready-made, you are a feudal arranged marriage, I am a progressive youth, I can't have a wife like you, so we have to divorce.

There was a commotion over there, and some people didn't care what they had in mind, and they deliberately mentioned it to Zuo Yun.

But Zuo Yun didn't care about that family for a long time, and when the man died, there was nothing to do with them.

If they are grateful, Zuo Yun doesn't mind, take care of it, after all, the conditions in their home are still good.

However, if you see through their white-eyed wolf attributes, Zuo Yun won't care about them.

"Heaven is a good reincarnation, let's look at it." Seeing that Zuo Shi was so angry that he was about to draw his knife again, Wen Ling smiled and spoke.

It's not a good reincarnation in heaven, and look at those who use this excuse to divorce and then marry another wife, how many of them are tossed to death by this new wife?

It's just this kind of thing that later generations will know, and now they don't have the ability to predict.

"Also, people have their own harvest, but it's not necessarily, otherwise how can there be an old saying, disasters are left for thousands of years, and good people don't live long." Zuo's poem begins with identification.

It's just that when I think about another point, I don't think it's right.

Because of this topic, the three of them talked for a long time.

It wasn't until the evening that the Zuo family came back one after another.

The original owner's grandparents are still there, and the grandmother is a very delicate and fashionable little old lady.

The acceptance of new things is also quite fast.,Now I'm still taking care of several foreign companies.,It's also a little old lady full of Western flavor.。

I'm still wearing a little dress.

As for my grandfather, he has already retired, and now he is taking care of the foreign company with his grandmother.

Today I went out to settle the accounts, so the two of them went over together.

I didn't expect Wen Ling to come.

"Lingling is here, let grandma take a look, you little conscienceless, you came back from abroad, and you disappeared after a trip." When my grandmother saw Wen Ling, she suddenly felt distressed.

Although he said blaming words, the warm embrace was the most practical.

So, the original owner is also stupid, so thick, such a good thigh, why not hold it?

Uncle Zuo is a slightly serious and rigid person, with a straight face, he doesn't like to talk much, and he doesn't like to laugh much.

My aunt is a doctor, and it is said that she has to work overtime at night and cannot come back for the time being.

The three of them came back late, but Zuo Yun had already arranged dinner, so he didn't delay anything.

Grandma pulled Wen Ling to speak for a while, and there was no need for Wen Ling to complain, Zuo Shi couldn't control her temper first.

(End of chapter)