The aunties covered their mouths and snickered in the kitchen, but they didn't dare to be too loud.
"Mr.'s voice was about to come out of the phone. I brought her milk and cereal. I heard it really, and I told her to get out and change her clothes."
"I brought the dishes over, just in time to see her go upstairs in a daze."
"Hey, Old Wang, you came in from outside with her, was she like this before?"
Everyone knew that Aunt Wang followed Liang Yingying into the door, and they were all curious.
Aunt Wang pouted and said, "Don't mention it. He He and Shuo Shuo were both small when they were outside, so that's fine. I followed in and saw that Miss Yanyan is such a big girl, and I wondered how she would do it. You have to be more restrained. I don't know that when Mr. leaves every morning, she is still like this every day, without any scruples."
Aunt Luo had been dissatisfied with this matter for a long time, and immediately said: "Isn't it true, it's almost like a needle eye. When the former wife was there, she would dress neatly at all times, even if she was too sick to walk, Wearing a wig should also be neatly combed. She, tell me, doesn't want her husband and children to see her sluggish look, especially if Yanyan knows that girls have to be well-dressed at all times."
Aunt Wang also said: "This sounds like a mother. Oh, look at us..."
Thinking of how Liang Yingying had been scolded by the man just now, several people covered their mouths and laughed again. This Miss Yanyan has grown up. When she was a child, Liang Yingying secretly disgusted her, she didn't understand. Now she's starting to understand things, and in the future, it's not easy to bully her.
Liang Yingying turned down the invitation for the first time that day and did not go out. She just stayed at home and waited for Zhang Huan to come back.
Zhang Shuocheng had already finished his homework in the morning, and he didn't care about playing Zhang Yansheng in the afternoon. At most, she can control him to prevent him from committing crimes in the future. As for the control of him to make him a child of good character, diligent and eager to learn? That's overthinking.
It's just that Zhang Shuocheng pestered Liang Yingying to take out the game console for him. Liang Yingying had just been scolded by Zhang Huan on the phone, and she was afraid that Zhang Yan would complain, so she refused to take it out to Zhang Shuocheng.
Zhang Shuocheng was rolling around, Liang Yingying was upset because Zhang Huan lost his temper, and it annoyed him. She hit it herself.
As a result, Zhang Heling relented and lent Zhang Shuocheng his latest game console.
Zhang Shuocheng wanted to run and play when he got it. Just as Zhang Yansheng was about to go out with his bag on his back, he ran into him. Zhang Yansheng drank on the spot: "Stop for me!"
Zhang Shuocheng was so frightened that he didn't dare to run again.
Zhang Heling hurriedly told Zhang Yansheng, "I took the initiative to lend it to Shuoshuo, but he didn't rob it this time."
Zhang Shuocheng also nodded vigorously: "I didn't grab it!"
Zhang Yansheng rolled his eyes and asked, "Did you say thank you to my sister?"
Zhang Shuocheng was taken aback and asked, "She is my sister, why should I say thank you to her?"
Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Heling, this stupid girl looked confused, and obviously didn't think her brother should say thank you to him. Children's education, Zhang Huan slack hands, Liang Yingying blind teaching. This is the result.
Catching up with such a pair of parents, Zhang Yansheng even felt that Zhang Shuocheng was not so abhorrent anymore.
"No matter who it is, even if it is your biological parents, or the sister of a compatriot, taking care of your aunt, helping your classmates or the waiter in the restaurant, or even strangers on the street, anyone, you just need to If the other party has received help and care, they should all say thank you.”
"She's your sister. But she's not obliged to give you her game console. It's her thing, and she has the right to make the final decision. She doesn't give you the game, and she doesn't owe you anything."
"But just because she is your sister, she has feelings for you and can't bear to see you cry, so she lent you her own."
"It's because she's nice to you, not because she owes you something. You have to understand that your sister owes you nothing. She's nice to you, shouldn't you say thank you?"
Zhang Yan's tone was stern, and his brows were tight.
Under her pressure, neither of the two children dared to speak. And what Zhang Yansheng said was right. Not to mention Zhang Shuocheng, even Zhang Heling couldn't refute it.
The two little kids have a feeling of "that's how it is".
Zhang Heling looked at Zhang Shuocheng: "Quick, thank me!"
Zhang Shuocheng is a little awkward, but when I think about it, kindergarten teachers and elementary school teachers have taught it. It's just that when he said thank you to Zhang Heling before, Liang Yingying nodded his head with her finger and said, "What did you say thank you to your sister?", and then said to Zhang Heling, "What did your brother say thank you for?".
After a long time, the siblings got used to it. One is used to not being grateful, the other is used to not being grateful.
Zhang Shuocheng hesitated for a moment, and while Zhang Yansheng was watching, he still said to Zhang Heling, "Thank you, sister."
Zhang Heling was very happy, found the feeling of being a sister, and said with a smile: "Thank you in the future!"
Seeing her little tail curled up, Zhang Yansheng rolled her eyes, stretched out a finger and pressed her head, and asked, "If Zhang Shuocheng didn't come to rob her that day, but rather borrowed a game console from you, would you lend it to him? ?"
Zhang Heling said as a matter of course: "Yes. As long as he told me I would borrow it. But when he came up and snatched it from me, I got angry and chased him and wanted to get it back."
Zhang Yansheng put his entire palm on Zhang Shuocheng's head: "Did you hear that?"
The hand was so powerful that it hurt his ass. Zhang Shuocheng said very well aware of current affairs: "I heard it."
"Can I rob someone else's stuff in the future?"
"No." "What do you do when you want to use someone else's stuff?"
"Talk to others nicely."
The big devil Zhang Yansheng finally let go of Zhang Shuocheng, who was like a mushroom, and warned him: "Remember."
She tugged at the straps of her backpack and went downstairs to prepare to go out.
"Sister, why are you going?" Zhang Heling asked, catching up and lying on the stair railing. "Go to practice boxing." Zhang Yan said loudly.
Zhang Heling asked, "Shouldn't you have piano lessons this afternoon?"
Zhang Yansheng stopped, looked up at the stairs, and asked, "How do you know?"
Zhang Heling was puzzled: "You are at this time every week."
Nine times out of ten, Zhang Huan was not aware of her various course arrangements.
Since the death of his mother, Zhang Heling's class time has been arranged and coordinated by himself. Until high school she started truancy and suddenly opened the door to a new world. It turned out that even if she didn't go to class on time, even if she skipped school, even if she dropped out of the courses that her mother had arranged for her in the past, no one would say anything about her
Because no one cares about her at all.
Zhang Yansheng said, "I dropped the piano lessons."
Zhang Heling was a little surprised: "Ah? Why did you retreat?"
"I don't want to learn anymore."
"But, hasn't my sister been studying for many years?"
Zhang Yansheng smiled and said, "I don't like it."
In fact, she never liked the piano, but it was only because her mother asked her to learn it, and she kept learning it. Now that she is reborn, she still doesn't like it.
Of course she doesn't intend to waste her life, but she also has to make adjustments to her life. She has long since lost her mother, and no one will care about her and make various arrangements for her. She had to plan her own life.
She raised her head and asked, "Do you like learning the piano?"
Zhang Heling also learned the talents she learned. In Liang Yingying's mind, these should be the standard for rich women, and she arranged for Zhang Heling according to Zhang Yansheng's courses.
But the arrangement is arranged, she is only responsible for paying. As for how Zhang Heling learned, she didn't really take it to heart.
According to her own words, she found such a rich father for the children and let them cast a good baby, which is worthy of them.
Zhang Heling nodded and said, "Yes, I especially like the piano."
After all, people are different, Zhang Heling likes the piano by nature. Like it or not, you can't force it.
But both of their piano lessons are taught at home by their teachers. Zhang Yansheng had heard her in class before, and her teacher's level was only average. She found that the parents didn't pay attention to the child's class at all, bullying Zhang Heling as a child, and her attitude was very perfunctory.
After all, Liang Yingying didn't put much effort into finding a teacher for Zhang Heling, unlike Zhang Yansheng's mother, who did research on her own, compared carefully, and accompanied her in person.
"In that case, your teacher can't do it." Zhang Yansheng pondered for a while, "Let's talk about it when I come back in the evening. I'll see if my teacher has arranged it. If she doesn't have time, I'll ask her to come and teach you. Change yours. teacher."
"Really? Sister, you are so kind." Zhang Heling was surprised and delighted, and said, "I told my mother that the teacher was not serious, and my mother didn't believe me at all.
Whether the teacher is good or not, the students actually have a certain number in their hearts. Zhang Heling said to Liang Yingying before, "My teacher doesn't seem to be very serious." Liang Yingying subjectively believed that Zhang Heling didn't want to take a good class and deliberately said bad things about the teacher and wanted to change the teacher, but she scolded her instead.
Zhang Yansheng frowned slightly and suddenly asked, "Did you tell Dad?"
Zhang Heling shook his head: "No, what did you tell Dad? He doesn't care."
Little child, it's natural to speak. It can be seen what kind of image Zhang Huan is a hands-off shopkeeper in the hearts of his children.
Zhang Yansheng said, "If you have something to do in the future, it won't work if you tell your mother, go and tell Dad. He doesn't listen, so come and tell me, we will force him to listen."
Zhang Heling hesitated: "Then, okay? Dad should bother me?"
Zhang Yansheng sneered: "If you have a child and don't raise it, what else will you have?"
When my mother was ill, I really had no energy to take care of her. Zhang Yansheng took care of himself in an orderly manner. Zhang Huan often praised her that "Yanyan is awesome, never let my father worry about it." Looking back now, how helpless her mother's eyes were at that time.
But when she was young, Liang Yingying's family of three hadn't appeared yet, and she loved her parents wholeheartedly. He really liked to hear Zhang Huan praise her like this, and tried to do better so as not to cause trouble to his father.
Now that I think about it, I just want to sneer.
It's the epitome of widowed parenting.
"This is what he should have done. A responsible adult should not evade responsibility." Zhang Yansheng said, "Let's talk about it when I come back at night."
She said and went downstairs.
Zhang Heling was lying on the railing and shouted, "Come back early, sister!"
Come back early, Yanyan.
Zhang Yansheng paused in his footsteps.
When my mother was in poor health, she would go out to class and her mother would shout like that from the stairs. At that time, she was sitting in a wheelchair with a wig on her head, and radiotherapy and chemotherapy seemed to have taken her life away.
Later, when she left, and Zhang Yansheng went out again, no one would greet her to "come back early".
Zhang Yansheng looked up and saw that the little girl was still leaning on the railing and looking down at her. Seeing her look up, she showed a flower-like smile, sweet and waving at her.
Zhang Yan made a sound of "um", turned her head low and went downstairs to leave.