Chapter 3: Oh no

Chang Feng has always wanted a son, and everyone in the village knows that Chang Feng will go to Hualou to play if he has money, and the men who go to Hualou will pour bitter water, and the girl in the building must know that he wants a son, and use this to let him redeem himself.

If Qingmei really gave birth to a son, it would be good, otherwise, it would only be the second He family, I am afraid that it will be even worse.

For this scumbag father, Chang Shuang wants to beat him up, although she plans to be a good person in this life, not use force, and live an ordinary life.

Thinking of He, Chang Shuang was worried. After He was kicked out of the door, it was the second uncle of the Chang family who kindly accepted her and helped her to call her family. After that, He was taken home by his mother's family, and he didn't know how he was doing.

Chang Shuang wanted to go to see He's, but now she can't, her health is not well, and she doesn't know where her mother's home is.

"Sister......" The weak and hoarse voice of the seven-year-old second sister appeared at the kitchen door.

Fortunately, the second girl is already a little sensible, but the youngest third girl has been crying for the past few days, calling her mother all the time, Chang Shuang spent a lot of energy to coax the third sister, saying that her mother went out to work for a while. The third sister still doesn't understand the matter of the stepmother.

"Erya, come here, it's cold at the door." Chang Shuang beckoned to her sister, and the second sister hurried over to her sister's side.

"If you're hungry, eat a piece of meat first." While his father and stepmother were doing business, Chang Shuang and his sister filled their stomachs first and hid some food.

He was happy to marry a new wife, and he bought a lot of food back, and he didn't starve himself and his sister for these two days, and some of them ate as much as they could.

After a while, Chang Shuang put the food on the table, and then shouted "The meal is ready" to his father's room, the words father and mother, Chang Shuang can't call out no matter what, that rotten person is not worthy of being her father.

Chang Shuang took the food back to the bed and gave it to the three-year-old sister, and asked the second girl to feed the younger sister, and she lay down. Anyway, when they are full, let the people in the other room toss themselves, and when they are hungry, they will get up and find something to eat.

After a while, Chang Shuang heard the sound of Chang Feng taking his daughter-in-law up to eat.

Chang Shuang is sleeping and recuperating, she wants to be healthy soon, and it will be convenient for her to do anything after that, and she will not let anyone bully her and her sister.

I don't know how long later, when Chang Shuang was about to fall asleep, there was a noise outside the house, it seemed to be a man's voice, and it sounded very unfriendly.

"Chang Feng, come out!"

"Brother Changfeng, come home, come out!"

"Brother Changfeng, I heard that you are newly married, let's congratulate you."

"Yes, hahaha, how is the bride, let's see!"

The people who were eating at home stopped the dishes and chopsticks, and Qingmei sneered with an unhappy face: "Brother Feng, why is it so noisy outside, you go and take a look." ”

Chang Feng frowned at first when he heard the noise outside, and then he looked frightened, quickly put down his chopsticks, stomped his feet and stood up, "Don't go out, stay at home." ”

Now Chang Shuang's ears are keen, and it must be bad to listen to the sound outside the house, and after looking at her sisters, she quietly slipped out of bed to take a look.

"Yo, Chang Feng, you came out, I thought you were going to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

"Yes, what about your bride, I heard that she is a great beauty, we rarely come to congratulate, we should invite us to drink wedding wine and meet our younger brothers and sisters."

"This, Brother Hao, Qingmei...... My daughter-in-law is resting, what is there I going to talk to you about tomorrow? Chang Feng's face was ugly, rubbing his hands, very nervous.