"Hey! Sister-in-law! Why did you call me so many times just now? ”

"It's all right!" The sister-in-law said coldly on the other end of the phone.

"Sister-in-law! Are you mad at me? I'll go home now, you wait for me! ”

"Zhan Ye, is your voice so fast?"

"Uh-huh, I think it's weird too! I couldn't speak just now, but now my throat doesn't hurt anymore, and my body is much better! ”

"If it's a viral flu, can the throat be so fast? Or your throat is fine at all, and it's okay if you don't come back! ”

My sister-in-law didn't listen to my explanation and hung up the phone for me.

What brand of gunpowder did she take? So rushed? I haven't answered her phone for a few hours, and she's like that? How anxious does that have to be?

I want to call my mom and dad, but ......

No way! I'm going home now.

I only drank a few sips, Ding Xiaojiao gave me hot preserved egg and lean porridge, and hurriedly changed my clothes.

"Zhan Ye! Why did you eat so much? Isn't it tasty? Ding Xiaojiao watched me put the porridge back on the table.

"I have something to do now, I have to go home first, like this, Ding Xiaojiao! You go back to school first, I'll look for you next time I go back to school, and then, you accompany me to a place, okay? ”

I quickly finished my dress and was sitting on the bed, my legs bent up, wearing my high heels.

"Wait, when is it? We also have a night study hall in the evening, which is a roll call, and we have to go! "Ding Xiaojiao's appearance seems to be that she wants to go with me now.

"I won't let you miss the roll call, don't worry!"

"Can I come with you now?"

"Not now, I have to take care of a little personal matter! You're inconvenient! ”

"Alright then!" Ding Xiaojiao's expression was disappointed.

No way, who made my sister-in-law's personality stranger than me! If you dare to bring outsiders back, it's not as simple as hanging up on me.

After I said goodbye to Ding Xiaojiao.

Went out and took a taxi.

Because our Lunhong University is not far from my brother's school, it takes half an hour by taxi, and their home, that is, my parents and my brother and sister-in-law, their common home, is less than a kilometer next to my brother's school.

Dislike! The street was a one-way street, and I couldn't get in by taxi, so I had to get down and walk a little way.

From this large opening, the narrower and narrower alley you walk to, you can see a street, and the first building along the street is it.

The reason why I say this house is my brother's home and my parents' home is because they live in a two-storey townhouse.

When they bought the house, they said a whole bunch of good things.

They believe that this kind of low-rise, low-density, low-plot ratio, environmentally friendly and energy-saving garden houses can meet their needs for a good living environment, and are very close to the city, convenient for work and work, reasonable prices, beautiful environment, and can provide a "relaxed, comfortable, quiet, free and independent" living environment.

In fact, townhouses originated in the forties and fifties of the 19th century, during the new town period in England, and were popularized in Europe and the United States.

In Europe, the original meaning refers to the townhouse of a citizen built in an urban area, with a common wall between neighbors, but a single house, and the façade style is reflected in a mixture of old and new, and varied.

In the West, townhouses are owned by the middle class or the nouveau riche.

In China, they belong to the high-consumption group.

Maybe it's because of this that my parents bought it, thinking that this would allow my brother to step into high society.

Because of my brother's biological mother, my brother died in an accident when he was not yet 3 years old.

And it took 5 years for my brother's father to find my mother.

It took another 2 years to give birth to me.

So, there is a big age gap between me and my brother, almost 10 years old.

And my sister-in-law is 2 years older than my brother.

Actually, my dad is still very emotional, that is, he is a little more serious, I don't like to talk to him since I was a child, and I am even a little afraid of him, but when I grow up, I am a little better, at least, I dare to take the initiative to call him.

My mother may have been influenced by the people around my grandmother's family since she was a child, as well as the rumors of my grandfather, so she just thinks that only men can dominate the world, and only by giving birth to a boy can they be productive, and having a girl is useless except for having a mouth and being able to eat.

In fact, my mother, like my grandfather, left soon after giving birth, but my grandfather ran away from home and didn't tell anyone, and my mother found a good reason to tell my grandma that she was going to work and couldn't take me, so she asked my grandma to help her take care of me.

In fact, although the two of them have different reasons, the result is the same, that is, they did not take good care of their children.

My brother is different, with my mother's careful care.

My mother has told me more than once that the money she earns will be my brother's in the future, because my brother can pass on the lineage, listening to her tone is like my brother's child, as if she has some blood relationship with her, and because of this, my mother gave me the pocket money, I gave it to my grandmother, I don't want it, I am afraid that she will say one day that all this money is from my brother, the money allocated to me, and then let me pay back the money or return the love or something, I can't do it.

As for my brother, he is still very good to my mother, although he has known since he was a child that my mother is not his biological mother, but he still chooses to listen to his parents, including his own life events.

For example, I was looking for my sister-in-law.

I looked at the little watch my brother gave me, and it was 2:36 p.m., just at this point, my mom and dad were not home.

I didn't really want to see both of them, not because neither of them was going to see me off when school started, but because I already regarded them as my strangers.

If I want to be angry, I really don't, because I'm only angry with my family.

My brother's house, I haven't been here for a while, and there are a few more small vegetable stalls in front of me, so it's more convenient for my sister-in-law to buy things, and there are some home-cooked food, so you don't have to go to the vegetable market at my brother's school to buy them.

In the past, when I came to my brother's house, I came from other roads, and other drivers could drive in, but today this is good, I have to walk in from the small alley by myself.

It doesn't seem to be far away if it's less than a kilometer, but in fact, just take a look and see it, this is a tired silly boy!

What's more, I'm still wearing high heels today.

This Ding Xiaojiao is very funny, she can see that I love beauty and wear high heels, even when I live in a hospital, she also brought me a pair of high heels, a pair of flat shoes and a pair of slippers.

But the slippers are not mine, they are Rong Wei's, and the flat shoes are not mine, because I never wear flat shoes, even the slippers are high-heeled, which may not have been expected by Ding Xiaojiao.

It's finally here.

To be honest, my brother and my mom and dad are still very beautiful, the walls shared on the left and right, there is heaven and earth, courtyards, terraces, garages, and basements.

But my brother and my parents are not luxurious, but economical, counting the basement, a total of less than 200 square meters, and the garden is no more than 30 square meters.

In short, the money my parents earned, as they said, was all for my brother, and they wanted my brother to get ahead.

If it's bones for my brother, it's not even soup for me.

While I was sweating profusely at a fast food restaurant, my brother and sister-in-law lived in such a nice house, blowing the air conditioner, and eating fruit.

Come to think of it, I'm a little bit of a tantrum, since you don't treat me as your own child, why do you always let me come over here to see, are you angry with me?

At this moment, I had the idea of leaving here.

I'll just ring the doorbell and turn it on, and forget it if I don't open it.

Then I rang the doorbell outside the garden door of their house.

The doorbell inside rang, but a new song was played.

It must have been my sister-in-law who got it, my brother's favorite high, uplifting song, why did she get rid of it? The point is that now the tone of the song is one after the other, like it was put at a funeral, giving people a very oppressive feeling.

No one opened the door for me.

In that case, then don't blame me, I'm going to go first.

I turned around and walked in the alley I had just gone back to, because the road was long, and there were some things that I should think about.

It seems that my sister-in-law is really not at home, so where will my sister-in-law, where will she go at this point?

Thinking about it, I was a little distracted, and I actually recalled the last sentence I heard Aunt Wang say before I fainted.

"You must be mistaken! How can a man appear in the mirror? Ding Xiaojiao, are you also infected by Zhanye now, you also have a fever, you look at Lan Yan when you look at others, you don't see anything! ”

But, I'm sure, I also saw the guy in the mirror, so who could he be? Why are you staring at the inside of our girls' dormitory? Could it be that he is the perverted pervert that Tianluo City is arresting? Then how did you come to our Lunhong City?

It seems that he is going to commit more crimes! It is said that he always likes to collect women's underwear and underwear, is it that now he has upgraded? Directly watched live?

This alley is so long, I finally came out, and now I'm waiting for a taxi.

I kicked the pebble, and accidentally, kicked it into a big tree on the left.

Isn't the person sitting behind the big tree my sister-in-law? How could she be with a man?

She's pregnant, talking to a man on the street, crying, what the hell does she want to do?

Taking advantage of their inattention, I took off my high heels, bent over, and trotted down to the big tree behind my sister-in-law and the man, and my little body was just enough to be blocked by this big tree.

My sister-in-law was facing me, and the man was facing away from me, and he was standing in front of my sister-in-law.

"My husband has changed now, since he came home two days ago, he has never paid attention to me anymore, and he still sleeps in a separate bed with me!"

Why is my sister-in-law telling this man? What exactly is their relationship?

The man's figure looks ......

She just said, my brother came home two days ago?

In an instant, my pores stood up.

So, that is, the person who called me is not my brother? Or is it the one who came home, not my brother?