Jiang Fang is a fashionably dressed middle-aged woman with wavy curls, small high heels, and gold ornaments all over her hands and neck.
As soon as Zhao Yupeng saw his mother coming, he immediately pushed Bian Jie away and ran to Jiang Fang's side, crying while hugging Jiang Fang. Crying and complaining.
Seeing that her son was crying pitifully, Jiang Fang said angrily, "Bian Jinyuan, what's going on? Are you a big brother like this? Do you only have the ability to beat your brother?!"
Lu Yunfei snorted coldly, thinking that if his son was not as capable, he would steal other people's cakes and frame his younger brother.
Although Bian Jie has a soft temper, she has always defended Bian Jinyuan, and she immediately said, "Xiaoyuan will not do it for no reason, there must be a reason."
"What's the reason? No matter what the reason is, he can't attack Pengpeng. How old is he, how old is Pengpeng, he doesn't say let Pengpeng, and he bullies Pengpeng! I don't care, you let him apologize to Pengpeng! "
Shuangshuang ran to Bian Jinyuan angrily and shouted to Jiang Fang, "Brother Pengpeng broke the cake."
"How much is a cake worth? I'll give you the money, Bian Jinyuan, you apologize to my son."
"Of course a cake is not worth much." Bian Jinyuan said calmly, "but what your son lacks is not money, but discipline."
Bian Jinyuan walked up to Jiang Fang and said indifferently, "Why did I beat him? Because he has no tutor. He came to someone else's house as a guest, didn't understand the rules, and robbed both of them. , he does not ask to take it by himself, that is stealing, this is the second. If he stole the cake, both of them will not let him take it. If the cake is dropped, he said that both of them fell, and framed the blame. This is the third. You don't care about him, He's in my house now, I'll take care of him for you, you don't study well at a young age, and when you grow up, you break the law."
Jiang Fang laughed angrily at him, "Your home? Where do you still have a home? This is my brother's home! Our Jiang family!"
"This is his house!" Bian Jie snapped, "Jiang Fang, be careful when you speak, don't force me to drive you out!"
"Where am I wrong, isn't he..."
Bian Jie stepped forward, interrupted her, and pushed her out.
"You've lost your mind!" Jiang Fang shouted while fighting back, "Look at your current conditions, and still take care of him!"
"You don't have to worry about it!"
Bian Jinyuan felt that Jiang Fang and Jiang Jian were both boring. Of course he knew that he was not Bian Jie's son. He was eight years old when he moved into Bian Jie's house. children are not. It doesn't need to be reminded repeatedly, he knows it all the time, but so what, he and Bian Jie have common relatives, both of them are his mother's family, so they are each other's family.
Of course, a person like Jiang Fang would not understand.
Bian Jinyuan took a step forward, pulled Bian Jie, and then pulled Jiang Fang out. Jiang Fang couldn't resist his strength. Zhao Yupeng wanted to help his mother. Bian Jinyuan looked back at him, and Zhao Yupeng didn't dare to move. .
Bian Jinyuan dragged Jiang Fang outside and said coldly, "Go back and educate your son. Next time you come to my house, it's the same. I don't mind teaching him again, no thanks."
"You..." Jiang Fang pointed at him, "you are nothing!"
"How can you not be something."
"Bian Jie, you don't care about your nephew!"
Bian Jie looked at her and persuaded in a low voice, "A Fang, you are an adult, he is still a child, what do you care about with the child."
"Is this a child? Whose child is so small!"
Bian Jie smiled, "Our Xiaoyuan is actually quite good."
Jiang Fang was so angry that she was speechless, "Okay, you protect him, okay, I think you are also very good, Bian Jie, my brother is dead, are you not going to take our Jiang family as relatives again? already."
"Of course not." Bian Jie denied, "A Fang, I just don't think there is any need to worry about the children. It's getting dark, so you should go home with Pengpeng."
"He hasn't apologized to Pengpeng yet, what will I reply!"
Bian Jinyuan was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he turned around and entered the house, pushed Zhao Yupeng out, and then closed the door directly.
Jiang Fang was stunned, and Bian Jie was also a little surprised, "Xiaoyuan, is this bad?"
"It's okay." Bian Jinyuan advised her.
"Brother, schoolbag." Both of them pointed to the sofa.
Only then did Bian Jinyuan realize that Zhao Yupeng's schoolbag was still on the sofa.
Jiang Fang started to pat the door, shouting, "Bian Jie, open the door for me, what is this, open the door for me."
Her movement was so loud that other residents in the yard were a little curious, and they opened the door and stuck their heads out to see what happened.
Bian Jinyuan opened the door and gave Jiang Fang a cold look. Jiang Fang felt a shudder, and his hand stopped in the air.
Bian Jinyuan handed out the schoolbag, "Take it and leave, and come less in the future."
After he finished speaking, he closed the door again.
This time Jiang Fang didn't pat the door again, handed the schoolbag to her son, hesitated for a while, and dragged him out.
Zhao Yupeng asked her, "Are we going home?"
"Um."
"But Mom, my butt hurts."
Jiang Fang was both distressed and helpless, "I tell you not to provoke him, that is a evil star, a broom star, whoever is close to the other, you stay away from him in the future."
Zhao Yupeng touched his buttocks and responded aggrievedly, "Oh."
Lu Yunfei watched a big play, and only thought it was too exciting. No wonder he likes to watch family ethics dramas. It's still interesting. Bear boy, you should teach me a lesson. Otherwise, if you don't correct your mistakes when you are young, do you have to wait until you grow up to commit crimes
However, Lu Yunfei felt angry when Jiang Fang said Bian Jinyuan, "Your family? Where do you still have a family?" What kind of relatives are these Jiang family? To scold Bian Jinyuan as a broom star, and to ridicule Bian Jinyuan for not having a home, is really not a thing.
Bian Jinyuan obviously didn't care about this, picked up the cake and threw it into the trash can, and then prepared to mop the floor.
Bian Jie held down the mop and said to him, "Don't mind what your aunt said."
Bian Jinyuan smiled, "When did I ever care about this kind of thing? Don't worry, Auntie, I'm not a child anymore."
Bian Jie was relieved, "But Xiaoyuan, Shuangshuang made a mistake, it's okay for you to beat him, Shuangshuang is your younger brother, you have the right to educate him. Pengpeng is not our child after all, you beat him, in fact, yes Some shouldn't."
"If he did something wrong, someone should educate him. If he didn't do it in our house, I would be too lazy to care. But if he did something wrong in our family, of course I have the right to control it. Zhao Yupeng and I are not related, not related. I don't have to get used to him."
"But you are easy to fall into the wrong place."
"I don't care." Bian Jinyuan said calmly, "Okay, auntie, I'm going to mop the floor."
Bian Jie had no choice but to let go of the mop, watching him take the mop to the refrigerator and drag the cream off the ground.
Bian Jie looked at his profile, and thought of her sister in the dimness. She remembered that when Bian Ting came home pregnant, she looked at Bian Ting in surprise and asked her, "Where's the child's father?"
Bian Ting only said, "It's gone."
"Then are you going to be born?"
"Yes." Bian Ting smiled.
"But you're not married. If you have a child, how will others see you? Are you still married?"
At that time, Bian Ting also calmly said, "I don't care what other people think of me. As for whether I get married or not, it depends on luck."
He actually looks a lot like his sister, Bian Jie thought, but sometimes he doesn't. Bian Jie looked at her nephew and vaguely felt that the person who could make her sister fall in love should be very good. Therefore, their son is so powerful. Although he is young, he can already be on his own.
If his parents were still there, they should have given him better living conditions and would not have wronged him like he did.
She felt sorry for her nephew, turned around and walked out of the house, and continued to wash the last piece of clothes.