The old lady had a good time, with a cold face, and a ruthless and indifferent posture.

Tian Yougen rubbed his hands, his eyes rolled around, "No matter how you say Zhao Di, she is my eldest daughter......"

"Then you take it back." The old lady didn't give Tian Yougen a chance to finish speaking.

Tian Yougen: It's really hard to talk about that.

Tian Yougen smiled, "I mean, I have raised Zhao Di for so many years, the eldest sister is like a mother, Zhao Di always has to think about Guangguang, so, adopt Zhao Di, how much money do you plan to pay?" ”

"I see the sincerity of your family, and I will definitely not drag the mud and water."

Zhang Fengjiao's face was flushed, and she was ashamed.

This feeling is even more suffocating than being locked up at home by her biological father and whipped with a belt, and her biological mother holding her younger brother and watching coldly.

"Zhao Di is long and Zhao Di is short, and she is reluctant to give a serious name to the little girl, and she has the face to mention the eldest sister like a mother." The old lady opened her mouth unhurriedly, and she caught a glimpse of Zhang Fengjiao, whose ears were red and about to drip blood, sighed secretly in her heart, turned her head to Yu Feiwan and said, "It's not late, take her to the back room to warm up, don't freeze, it's been falsely accused by some people again." ”

Thin clothes can't resist a trace of cold at all.

Yu Feiwan nodded, put the dustpan shovel for pouring coal ash in the corner of the wall, and stepped forward to grab Zhang Fengjiao, who had stiff limbs.

Zhang Fengjiao wanted to break free from Yu Feiwan's palm without a trace.

Yu Feiwan frowned, clenched tighter, and couldn't help but take Zhang Fengjiao's hand back to the warmer back room.

In the back room, Yu Ping looked forward to it.

Looking at each other, Yu Ping and Zhang Fengjiao had red eyes at the same time.

Zhang Fengjiao controlled her voice and whimpered quietly.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Yu Ping clumsily comforted Zhang Fengjiao.

"Where's your padded jacket?"

Zhang Fengjiao sobbed, "My mother, my mother asked a tailor to change Guangguang into a set of cotton jackets and cotton pants." ”

"Pingping, you go tell your grandma, don't adopt me."

"He's going to get around your family, asking for money all the time."

Yu Ping didn't have to answer, but burned the fire in the stove even more.

Yu Feiwan, who was on the side, soaked a bowl of hot sugar water and handed it to Zhang Fengjiao, "You drink first." ”

"It's only been so long, and I've lost so much weight."

"Do you want to leave your mom and dad?"

Zhang Fengjiao nodded subconsciously, "Yes." ”

"My grandmother's words are ugly, not for you or for disliking you, the main thing is to say something and make your biological father die." Yu Feiwan explained in a low voice.

"What I just asked is, can you break off with your parents cleanly, and no matter how much they talk in the future, you won't be soft-hearted?"

Yu Feiwan still remembers the last time she chatted at the bazaar.

Compared with the hatred and disgust for Tian Yougen, Zhang Fengjiao's speech and demeanor still have a strong attachment and reluctance to that woman.

Incomprehension, confusion, and complaining all come from still loving.

Zhang Fengjiao really loves her mother, who has desperately protected her in her memory.

As long as the woman shed a few tears and said a few bitter words, maybe Zhang Fengjiao was stupid and soft-hearted, and the lotus root was broken.

Hearing this, a gloom flashed in Zhang Fengjiao's eyes, and she smiled bitterly, "I have already determined that in my mother's eyes, there is only light." ”

"These days, my mom has never said a word for me."

"Daddy hit me, and she watched."

"Dad forbade me to eat, and she wouldn't even give me a sip of water."

"Guangguang hit me with a pebble, and she will praise Guangguang for her manhood."

"During the period of being locked up in the small black room, I want to realize a truth, when I was a child, my mother protected me because I was the only one, and later in the past few years when I was adopted by my aunt and uncle, my mother occasionally asked for warmth, which was a plan. My uncle endured my parents again and again, until he was forced to go to the south to make money, on the one hand, he took care of his aunt, and on the other hand, he was afraid that I would be sad. ”

"The more I thought about my mother, the more difficult it became for my uncle."

"Mom didn't have me in her heart for a long time."

Yu Feiwan stared at Zhang Fengjiao without blinking.

A few years ago, the little girl who passed the note with a whole piece of paper, arrogant and kind, said that she would take her to eat and drink spicy food, buy her oil cakes, buy oranges and melon seeds, and seemed to be quietly killed.

Zhang Fengjiao has grown up.

Such a clear and calm and indifferent remark is very different from the little girl who can only cry when she is wronged in the market.

Zhang Fengjiao is still Zhang Fengjiao, but she is not Zhang Fengjiao.

"And what if the sun comes out in the west, and she turns back and tries to make up for you?"

Zhang Fengjiao shook her head: "I don't need her anymore." ”

Yu Feiwan breathed a sigh of relief, it is better to break it than to drag mud and water.

"Just make up your mind."

"You wait with peace of mind, grandma will not let him get a bargain."

"It's just that in the future, you'll have to call my parents parents with us."

"It's not just words."

Zhang Fengjiao blinked, "Actually, there is no shortage of granddaughters in your family, right?" ”

At the beginning, Zhang Fengjiao, who was more than innocent and not smart and wise, seemed to be empowered, brushed away the clouds and mist in front of him, poured out the water in his head, and the whole person was transparent and intelligent.

Rao is Yu Feiwan has always disagreed with singing about suffering, and at a moment he had to be shocked by Zhang Fengjiao's changes.

No, she still feels that in life, suffering is inevitable and not worthy of praise.

It is worth singing about the people who have relied on their own efforts and tenacity again and again to go through the ups and downs.

Yu Feiwan bent his lips, lowered his voice, and was mysterious, "Yes, there is no shortage of granddaughters, but there is a lack of you." ”

"Don't worry, your biological father will never dare to open his mouth."

"You don't know yet......"

Yu Feiwan told Zhang Fengjiao about the old widower being struck by lightning.

Zhang Fengjiao: Σ (дlll)

No wonder her biological father never mentioned the old widower for the past two days.

"Why can't this thunder be divided into one for Tian Yougen!" Zhang Fengjiao regretted it.

Yu Fei laughed late, Zhang Fengjiao is really a little pepper.

"The days are so long, who knows."

Yu Feiwan said quietly.

Zhang Fengjiao nodded matter-of-factly, "That's right!" ”

"Have you really decided to adopt me?" Zhang Fengjiao tugged at the corner of her clothes and said hesitantly.

Zhang Fengjiao knows in her heart that Pingping's parents are indeed good people, but no matter how good people in the world are, they will not adopt children casually.

Yu Ping and Yu Feiwan glanced at each other, and one of them stretched out a hand and patted Zhang Fengjiao's little shoulder respectively, "Yes." ”

"But, you may have to listen to a few heart-piercing words."

"My grandmother's combat power hasn't been fully exerted yet."

"In order to get rid of the troubles once and for all, you have to suffer some ridicule."

Zhang Fengjiao pursed her lips and said solemnly, "I understand." ”

Zhang Fengjiao poured sugar water into her stomach in two mouthfuls, blinked her eyes a few times, her eyes turned red, squeezed out a few tears, and trotted out the door to push the door.

(End of chapter)