Chapter 223 It's broken
For a moment, Zhou Huilan thought in a trance that she had gone back in time and returned to when her mother was still there.
At that time, she and her brother often clashed with her father, but at that time, her mother would come out to persuade her, and her brother would always take her out in the accusation of splitting her head and covering her face.
But the two of them didn't know what their mother had gone through when they stayed at home.
If Dr. Wen hadn't said that he had leaked his mouth before, Zhou Huilan wouldn't have known.
The child who ran away, the anger that had nowhere to vent, Zhou Zhenhai, who has always been the same, naturally couldn't hold back this anger and embarrass himself, the mother...... It can only be used as this gas bag.
hated myself at that time, I was young and ignorant, I couldn't see the scars on my mother's body, and I couldn't find my mother's increasingly emaciated physical condition......
"Smack!"
A loud slap.
made Zhou Huilan's breath stagnate suddenly.
She raised her head in disbelief and saw Zhou Zhenhai's eyes blood-red, Zhou Weijun's face crooked, and a red slap mark quickly appeared on his face.
Everyone was stunned.
Zhou Huilan was the first to react, jumped over directly to block in front of Zhou Weijun, and glared at Zhou Zhenhai viciously.
Just when the father and daughter were at a stalemate and no one backed down, Zhou Huilan suddenly laughed, "I thought you had changed, it seems that I was whimsical and naΓ―ve." β
After speaking, he didn't wait for Zhou Zhenhai to react, turned around and grabbed the child's grandmother, "Auntie, you go into the house and pack up your things, I'll make a call, we don't live here." β
At this moment, Zhou Huilan had only one thought, to leave here and never come back.
The thought was exactly the same as every time they were beaten when they were children, but at that time the siblings had nowhere else to go but to digest their anger and grief before returning to the house again.
And now, she has the ability to take her brother out of this suffocating environment.
After saying this, Zhou Huilan went to pick up the phone receiver, but before she could dial her number, Zhou Zhenhai rushed over and held down the phone, "This is Lao Tzu's phone, who allowed you to use it!" β
Zhou Huilan didn't refute, just put down the phone, turned around and walked out.
She went all the way out of the dry rest house, found a public phone booth and called Lu Changqing, asked him to drive over to pick it up, and made it clear not to take Yaoyao with her.
Lu Changqing, who guessed that something was wrong, didn't dare to delay at all, and hurriedly got in the car and went to Zhou's house.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhou Weijun limping out with his luggage, and then looked at Tian Yufeng, who was tightly breaded, and he didn't need Zhou Huilan to say anything, he already understood everything.
Zhou Weijun and his wife don't have any luggage, but they have a lot of children's things, and they have three big bags.
The trunk was stuffed to the brim and couldn't fit it, and finally the child's grandmother hugged a big bag.
And when they were tossing and moving out, from beginning to end, Zhou Zhenhai didn't say a word.
As for Hu Manxiang, she was just a bystander from beginning to end, the kind without a trace of emotion.
The brother's family returned to Zhou Huilan's house, and the old lady helped her daughter clean up her things in the house, but Zhou Weijun didn't enter the house, he pulled Zhou Huilan to the balcony.
"Huilan, your sister-in-law is almost sitting in confinement, and the doctor also said that she is fine, I originally thought that I should be filial to my father if I can get along, but today's situation is ...... It's still the self-inflicted sentimentality of those of us who are juniors. Zhou Weijun's words were full of helplessness.
For Zhou Zhenhai, Zhou Huilan didn't know what to say.
"Big brother, do you want to go back to that home in the countryside?"
Zhou Weijun nodded, "I'm okay with your sister-in-law, but the old lady came out for us, and she is uncomfortable if it is not her own home." β
Zhou Huilan didn't persuade again, "Then wait until my sister-in-law finishes the confinement before leaving, although it is not far, but after all, it is not my own car, I really want to fall into the wind, it is a lifetime thing!" β
Putting aside all the evil customs, it is just for the sake of people.
"But your sister-in-law is in confinement after all, the Lu family's side...... Will there be any opinions? Zhou Weijun is still afraid that it will affect his sister.
Zhou Huilan swore that she patted her chest, "No, this is also my house, they don't dare." β
At this moment, Zhou Weijun suddenly realized that his sister was no longer the sister who used to hide behind his buttocks.
He only felt relieved, and subconsciously reached out and rubbed Zhou Huilan's hair, reflecting that the hand had already scratched Zhou Huilan's originally smooth long hair.
The brother and sister were stunned in unison.
However, when they looked at each other, they laughed together, as they had done when they were children, laughing uncontrollably.
Zhou Weijun also lived in Zhou Huilan's house before, but at that time, Yaoyao was still in a free-range state, and now, the little girl has gone to preschool, and she arrives at school at eight o'clock every morning and doesn't care, Zhou Huilan has to watch her eat breakfast at home.
In addition, the little guy who has changed the environment and has a little temper, every morning before seven o'clock, the house is already lively.
For all this, Zhou Huilan was so busy that she couldn't think about it at all, and Lu Changqing had more work to pick up and drop off her daughter, and she didn't seem to complain about her hard work.
Until this day, it was not easy to survive until a weekend, Zhou Weijun thought that Yaoyao was at home and wanted to take the children to the small garden to turn over the soil for entertainment, but Lu Changqing was dressed neatly and said that Yaoyao still had to go to a Chinese painting class.
"Big brother, Yaoyao's class is only an hour, and she will come back soon, and you will turn over the soil when the time comes." Lu Changqing has great respect for Zhou Weijun, after all, I heard Zhou Huilan say that he carried a gun to guard the border on the plateau, and in peacetime, this is a hero.
Zhou Weijun nodded, although he was a little lonely, but he didn't say anything.
It's just that after Lu Changqing took Yaoyao away, he washed his hands and went back to the house, just as Tian Yufeng coaxed the child to sleep.
"Didn't you say you wanted to take Yaoyao to play, why did you come in again?"
Zhou Weijun poked the child's soft little hand, "Yaoyao went to class." β
Because of the quarrel that day, the lot drawing activity was forced to be suspended, and he still hadn't decided on the child's name, so he shouted with Tian Yufeng's baby.
"Class? It's not Sunday, so why are classes still in class? Tian Yufeng didn't understand.
Zhou Weijun didn't understand either, "What kind of painting class is it, just these days, I see, Yaoyao sometimes has to go to some piano lessons after school and dinner at night, and I heard her tell Huilan what she wants to learn mental arithmetic during the past two days, it's messy, and I don't know where these children come from so many classes." β
Zhou Weijun didn't understand, Tian Yufeng didn't understand it even more, and pondered for a long time, "The dolls in the city don't need to go to the ground, it's okay to be idle, just go to class more and learn more things." β
(End of chapter)