Zhang Yansheng didn't go shopping after class, she came back earlier than Zhang Huan today.
Zhang Huan's car had only entered the yard, and Liang Yingying, who had not dared to go out for a day, hurried down from the third floor to meet him. She had a pleasing smile on her face, but Zhang Huan didn't give her a good face.
"Tell me about you..." He then pointed at Liang Yingying with his finger, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and caught a glimpse of Zhang Heling lying on the railing at the corner of the stairs peeking, and he froze.
After all, some words are not suitable for speaking in front of children.
"Come with me!" he said angrily to Liang Yingying.
Liang Yingying followed him upstairs shyly.
Zhang Heling obediently called out "Dad" and said, "You're back."
Zhang Huan responded, and patted Zhang Heling's head, and asked, "Where's your sister?"
"In the room." Zhang Heling said obediently, "Sister is studying in the room every day."
Zhang Huan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You have to study hard too."
Zhang Heling nodded: "Yes."
In fact, she does her homework diligently every day, but she just won't sell it well in front of adults. Liang Yingying was going to be mad at this silly daughter. When he walked over, he stabbed Zhang Heling in the head with his hand. I think she's stupid, think she can't sell well.
Zhang Huan caught sight of it and scolded her: "What are you doing! What are you doing with her!"
Liang Yingying hurriedly smiled: "To educate her, she has to know how to study hard."
Zhang Huan snorted and went upstairs without caring. Liang Yingying followed closely, and before she left, she glared at Zhang Heling, and scolded "you stupid!" with her mouth, disliking her and causing herself to be scolded.
Zhang Heling bit her lip and lowered her head.
Zhang Yansheng studied for a while in the evening. When he was tired, he closed his book and wanted to go downstairs. As soon as she walked out of the room, she saw Zhang Heling walking towards her own room with her head lowered, wiping her eyes...
It must have wiped away tears!
Zhang Yansheng paused, walked over to stop her: "What's wrong? Zhang Shuocheng bullied you again?"
She appeared suddenly, which startled Zhang Heling.
"No." She was embarrassed to let Zhang Yansheng see her wiping tears, and hurriedly lowered her head, "Suo Shuo is playing in the yard."
Zhang Yansheng asked, "Then why are you crying?"
Zhang Heling said, "I didn't cry..." The voice was weak, and when she heard it, she lost her momentum.
This sister is stupid and weak.
Then he grew into such a character.
Zhang Yansheng pinched her round jaw, opened her face and looked at her, sneering: "Who are you lying? I just cried."
She let go of her hand, and Zhang Heling shyly circled the ground with her toes.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Yan said, "I don't have much patience, so I'll just talk about it."
Zhang Yan whispered, "My mother stabbed me in the head just now."
As soon as she heard it was Liang Yingying, Zhang Yan became angry and asked, "Why did she poke you?"
Zhang Heling was also confused: "I don't know either..."
Zhang Yansheng: "..."
Zhang Yansheng wanted to roll his eyes again.
"Come to my room," she said angrily.
Zhang Heling obediently followed to Zhang Yansheng's room.
Zhang Yansheng took out a bag of potato chips and tore them open, stuffed it into Zhang Heling, and asked her to sit down on the sofa: "Tell me, what's going on? What did you say and what did you do? She poked you."
Zhang Heling ate two potato chips, and the grievances in his heart were eased, so he repeated the conversation about the situation on the stairs just now.
Zhang Yansheng understood as soon as he heard it.
"Your mother thinks you don't give her a good chance," she said.
Zhang Heling held the bag of potato chips and lowered his head.
Pathetic.
Zhang Yansheng couldn't bear to get up again, and comforted her hard: "Forget it, study hard next semester and get better grades in the exam."
Zhang Heling lowered his head and muttered something.
"What?" Zhang Yansheng became impatient, "Will you speak louder. I tell you, if you talk like a mosquito, no one will pay attention to you, and no one will care about you. If you want to say something, say it out loud. come out."
What my sister said always makes sense. No one in this family really paid attention to her, let alone her.
Zhang Heling gathered up his courage, raised his voice, and told Zhang Yansheng, "I'm... the first in the class and the second in the grade."
Zhang Yansheng: "..."
"Huh?" Zhang Yansheng raised a surprised voice, "What did you say?"
Zhang Heling flinched, but facing her sister, she had more courage than others, and she repeated: "I am the first in the class and the second in the grade."
Zhang Yansheng blinked.
How could she remember that this younger sister... her grades were average? It seems to be ordinary in every aspect, and she has never heard anyone praise her in this family.
Zhang Heling looked at her in disbelief, and hurriedly emphasized it again: "Really."
"Then why does your mother think you are not good at studying?" Zhang Yansheng asked strangely.
"She doesn't know..." Zhang Heling lowered his head again and became dejected.
When a mother does not know how the child's grades? Zhang Yansheng raised his eyebrows.
"She didn't go to my parent-teacher meeting. The parent-teacher meeting was on the same day. I was with Shuoshuo. She only went to Shuoshuo's, and didn't visit our class." Zhang Heling explained.
Zhang Yansheng said, "Are you stupid? If she doesn't go, you won't tell her?"
"Tell me..." Zhang Heling bit her lip and squeezed the folds out of the potato chip bag. "She's wearing makeup, and she thinks I'm annoying... She said, got it."
Actually don't know anything. The little daughter probably didn't take what she said beside her, and just went out in a hurry.
"Did you tell Dad?" Zhang Yan asked.
"I told you too..." Zhang Heling said, "Dad just answered the phone and told me to 'talk later', but he went out after answering the phone."
My sister didn't speak for a long time.
Zhang Heling had a lot of things she wanted to say in her heart, but no one in this family was willing to listen to her.
Taking this opportunity, she finally found someone and said, "I also got the 'Learning Star' certificate, which is only given to the top three in the class. There are also 'Positive Star' and 'Friendship Star', These two awards are…”
Zhang Yansheng listened to the younger sister open the chatterbox, and continued to talk. There was a light in her eyes that she couldn't see normally.
She couldn't help but ask, "Where are your awards?"
Zhang Heling said, "It's in my room."
Zhang Yansheng stood up: "Go, show me."
Zhang Heling's eyes lit up, twinkling like stars in the sky.
Those are the eyes of a child who longs to be loved. Once upon a time, there must be such a light in his eyes, Zhang Yansheng thought, and later, those lights were extinguished in disappointment.
In Zhang Heling's room, the little girl held out a cardboard box, which was full of certificates of merit that she cherished.
Zhang Yansheng looked at the thick stack of certificates, her transcripts, and her workbook, and finally had to admit that her memory was wrong. Zhang Heling is not "ordinary" at all, she is a very good little girl.
How could such a good girl become so mediocre, timid, silent and cowardly
Zhang Yansheng was holding a certificate of award, puzzled. She raised her head and glanced, and met Zhang Heling's eyes, who longed to be seen, cared for, and praised.
Zhang Yansheng suddenly remembered another look of these eyes.
Sister, my mother... is she really the third child
The younger sister asked, standing in the shadow of the wall.
She went home that day and had a big fight with Liang Yingying again. The words of two women arguing with each other naturally wouldn't sound good. None of them cared about how Zhang Heling felt on the side.
She went upstairs to get something, was about to leave, and walked out of the room, but the younger sister was waiting for her in the corridor and asked such a sentence.
She sneered at that time: Little Saner? To say that she is a junior is too flattering for her, right
Her words were like knives, tearing apart Liang Yingying's true face before she became "Mrs. Zhang".
She said: If she hadn't given birth to you, she would be one of the mistresses... Seriously, she can enter this house thanks to you and Zhang Shuocheng. Especially you.
She said this because she had occasionally heard aunties gossip before.
That aunt Wang who followed Liang Yingying into Zhang's house couldn't help but tell others: Do you know how she got pregnant with Hehe? Let me tell you, once, I heard her call someone to show off that she had pierced a hole in a condom, was pregnant with Hehe, and trapped the gold master. With a child, even if a man gets tired of her later, he will not want the child, and will always give her money to spend.
Anyway, one has been born, and Zhang Huan doesn't care about having another one, so there is Zhang Shuocheng.
Usually men don't divorce their original spouse for a mistress, and it's not that the old house is on fire. Many colorful flags fluttering is the ideal state of men. And Liang Yingying was lucky, Zhang Yansheng's mother died.
So for Zhang Heling and Zhang Shuocheng, Zhang Huan finally let this woman in.
A mistress turned positive and became Mrs. Zhang.
That day, after Zhang Yansheng said those words to Zhang Heling, he threw his hands away. When she reached the stairs, she looked back.
The younger sister was still standing in the shadow of the wall, her head bowed.
When Zhang Yansheng went downstairs, there was a hint of pleasure in his heart.
Liang Yingying will not be ashamed of her past. Then let her daughter be ashamed of her.
In those few years, Zhang Yansheng grew up and learned badly. He dared to speak and act. The war between her and Liang Yingying made the house a mess, and the whole house was full of unpleasant atmosphere.
At this moment, at this point in time, Zhang Yansheng stared at the little sister who still had a cute smile in front of her, and vaguely understood in her heart why she later became such a character that could not be on the stage.
In such a family atmosphere, even the best seedlings cannot thrive.
This time my sister was silent for a longer time.
Zhang Heling began to feel uneasy from expectation to disappointment, from disappointment to anxiety.
Suddenly, Zhang Yan asked, "Is there any scotch tape?"
Zhang Heling hurriedly said, "Yes."
"Scissors?"
"Yes." "Bring it here."
Zhang Heling brought all the things Zhang Yansheng wanted, but Zhang Yansheng picked and choosed from the pile of awards, picked out Zhang Heling's school awards, and said, "Follow me."