Chapter 1028, the scoundrel's family

This program is a large-time people's livelihood news program, from Zhang San's car being bought by the pit to Li Si's house being blocked by the water pipe, all-encompassing, there is a search column at the end of the program, some come up to find their best friends many years ago, some are looking for lost children, and there are benefactors looking for a side.

Today's search show is a family of three grandchildren, and the eighty-year-old grandmother cried bitterly in front of the camera, crying in a very loud tone, saying that her own grandchildren were developed, looked down on them, and refused to see them.

Then a middle-aged man in his fifties and sixties wiped his tears, saying that the eldest son had been held wrong since he was a child, and he lived a pampered life in a rich and noble family, and he didn't care about them at all, and the younger son went to work in the south and disappeared, and the little daughter-in-law ran away with the wild man outside, leaving a little grandson.

They couldn't eat, and his grandson couldn't even afford to go to kindergarten.

The host asked them who their eldest son was, and they refused to say it at first, and then squirmed to say a name.

Wen Junzhi.

As soon as this program was broadcast, all kinds of abuse and cyberbullying on the Internet were overwhelming.

"I really didn't expect it, the famous Mr. Wen is a person who hates the poor and loves the rich, and he doesn't even care about his own grandmother and biological father."

"Hehe, I said a long time ago, this Wen Jun is insidious and vicious in the mall, I don't know how many people have been ruined, in terms of his character, these are all basic exercises."

"Fortunately, Wen's Group drove him away, otherwise I would have boycotted Wen's Group's products."

"Wen Junzhi, your father called you home for dinner!"

"How many years ago did you go before?"

There are professional sunspots and sailors in the rhythm, the wind direction on the Internet has become very weird, Wen Junzhi was blackened by one side, and almost became a villain that everyone shouted and beaten.

Wen Ruicai's family lives in a narrow rental house, and the four-year-old grandson is clamoring to eat fried chicken.

Grandma Wen loved this great-grandson the most, looked at him like an eyeball, and comforted: "Good baby, when your uncle comes back, we can live a good life." When the time comes, you can live in a big villa, eat whatever you want, and play whatever you want."

"I don't want it, I'm going to eat fried chicken right now!" Saying that, he cried and kept rolling on the ground, making Grandma Wen feel so distressed that she hugged him and screamed.

She didn't forget to scold Wen Junzhi: "This! They didn't even come to us! We'll find more media tomorrow! I don't believe he really dares to ignore us!"

Wen Ruicai crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Mom, don't worry, if he dares to ignore us, we will let him be ruined!"

Grandma Wen said, "This kind of child raised in someone else's house is definitely not close to us. It's still my little grandson who is closest to me, but it's a pity that he went out to work and disappeared, if he had him, I would have lived a good life a long time ago."

As he spoke, he wiped away his tears.

She is talking about Wen Ruicai's second son, who is the heart and soul of their family, who has been afraid of melting in his mouth since he was a child, and he is afraid of flying in his hand.

At that time, Wen Junlin was the grass of the family, and the second son was the treasure of the family, Wen Junlin was like a slave of their second son, who was insulted at least and beaten at worst.

Wen Ruicai comforted: "Mom, we have Wen Jun now, although he was kicked out of the Wen family, he has been the eldest young master of the Wen family for so long, and he must have a lot of money on hand. I heard that when he left the Wen family's manor, he took with him all good things, which were worth a fortune, and selling a random piece would be enough for us to eat for many years."

Grandma Wen glared at him and said, "Can your pattern be bigger? Can we take a long-term view? He's my eldest grandson, shouldn't all those things be used to honor me?"

"When I have money, I will find you a daughter-in-law, this time I will find a daughter from a rich family, preferably a woman from a big family, and give you a few more sons, and our family will prosper in the future."

Wen Ruicai was also excited by what he said, and said with a smile on his face, "Mom, when the time comes, you will be the old lady of a rich and noble family, and you will be happy for the rest of your life."

The family is enjoying a bright future, and they don't even care about the little great-grandson lying on the ground crying.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Wen Ruicai took a cigarette in his mouth and asked in an unkind tone, "Who?" Chinese Net

No one answered, he scolded and got up to open the door, and when he saw the people outside, he was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Stop! Are you a king?"

Grandma Wen also jumped up and said excitedly, "Jun Zhi, my good grandson!"

Wen Junzhi didn't speak, and when he walked into the house, the little great-grandson on the ground jumped up all of a sudden, rushed over and wanted to hug his legs, and was still howling in his mouth: "Uncle, I want to eat fried chicken!" You go buy it for me right away! Buy lots and lots of fried chicken! Otherwise, I'll let my grandfather and my dad beat you!"

Wen Junzhi stared at him coldly, and the little grandson suddenly stopped crying, the howling sound was stuck in his throat, and his eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrible.