She looked up and found that Zhang Guowei was hugging herself tightly, "Dad~ Are you okay?" ”

Zhang Xin felt that she might be too impulsive, causing her father to suffer with her.

"I'm fine." Zhang Guowei is also angry in his heart, his daughter is right, he has never noticed this difference before.

Mrs. Zhang didn't blink her eyes when she saw the stick hitting her son, "The old family gave birth to an excellent son, what about your second family?" If you can't give birth to a handle, you still want to be like everyone else? ”

Her words may be the last straw that crushed Zhang Guowei.

"Mother, why do you talk like that?" Zhang Guowei asked, unable to believe that this was the home he had been working for, and he thought that everyone was like him, working together for a better tomorrow for this family.

"What I said is the truth, her Sun Cuihua's stomach is not angry, she can't give birth to a handle, and she dares to be jealous in front of me? The job in the city, don't even think about it, that job will always belong to the Zhang family. In the future, Zhang Guoqiang will pass on this job to Zhang Rong, and this job will still be our family. If it's given to you, and you give these two girls a piece in the future, it won't be our family...... Sooner or later, the girl will have to get married. ”

In this life, Mrs. Zhang, like in her previous life, divides everything very clearly. Because their family did not give birth to a son, they deserved to stay in the countryside and be swept away by the flood? She couldn't let that happen again.

"Big brother, you've been silent, why don't you say a word?" Zhang Xin looked at Zhang Rong and reminded that everything you have is in my hands.

"Dead girl, what are you doing with Zhang Rong?" Mrs. Zhang scolded, this uncompetitive dead girl is really shameless.

"Milk, don't be angry!" Zhang Rong said in a good voice, he is usually the little bully of the family, and he has never said so calmly.

Mrs. Zhang immediately smiled pleasantly, "Rongrong let me not be angry, I won't be angry." ”

Zhang Rong said: "This aunt has been in the pig shed for a long time, and the pig shed is where the milk also knows, how smelly!" My aunt has been here for so long, she must have figured it out. Milk, let her out! ”

Mrs. Zhang took Zhang Rong's hand tightly and said, "Child, you don't understand, milk is for your sake!" This damn girl wants your job in the future! ”

"Milk, she's just a girl who can only talk, where can she rob your grandson? Right? I'm not afraid of her, she can't rob me. Zhang Rong said half-coaxed.

"Zhang Rong, do you know what you're talking about?" When the eldest aunt heard what her son said, her eyes were straight, is this still the child she gave birth to? Why do you keep turning your arms outward?

"Mother, I know."

"You know, you're still here speaking for outsiders?" The eldest aunt said angrily, "Hurry back to your room and read!" ”

"Mother, I have my own measure." Zhang Rong thought to himself, if he hadn't been grabbed by Zhang Xin, he wouldn't have wanted to care about this!

But if you want to die, who knows what is going on in your head? Is it curiosity?

"Milk, just let your aunt out! When I was a child, my aunt was also very kind to me, so let her come out! Zhang Rong said coquettishly to Mrs. Zhang.

"Okay, good, what my grandson says, it's what it is." Mrs. Zhang said without blinking.

Zhang Ran looked at Zhang Xin happily, "Sister, my mother can be released." ”