Zhang Yansheng wiped his face, stared at the little boy in front of him, and was surprised - Zhang Shuocheng is still so young now
Zhang Shuocheng is seven years old this year, which is the age when people dislike dogs. Seeing that Zhang Yansheng was successfully attacked, he laughed loudly, leaning back and forth, a typical child deliberately exaggerating.
At that time, fifteen-year-old Zhang Yansheng chased him downstairs, scolded him loudly, and quarreled with Liang Yingying, who was protecting him, and finally lost time. When their family arrived, the grandmother's birthday banquet had already begun, and the family was very rude.
Grandma lost face in front of her aunt and was very unhappy. Liang Yingying even complained first, saying that Zhang Yansheng delayed everyone's time and caused them to be late.
What's even more hateful is that Zhang Shuocheng took the small water gun and ruined the skirt that Zhang Yansheng later changed at the birthday banquet.
At that time, Zhang Yansheng only hated Liang Yingying in his eyes. He felt that there were many witnesses who could prove that Zhang Shuocheng was naughty and not her wrong.
Naturally, it made grandma even more embarrassed.
The fifteen-year-old Zhang Yansheng didn't realize at that time that her excessive behavior gradually alienated her relatives who had pitied her for her guilt.
For example, her grandmother, her father.
At this moment, Zhang Yansheng stared at Zhang Shuocheng, who was only seven years old, and suddenly smiled.
"You're amazing." She pretended to be vicious and said, "If you dare to come again, I'll... tell Dad to beat your ass."
This is utter nonsense. Because the Zhang family basically does not beat children, Zhang Huan even regards Zhang Shuocheng as a sweetheart. Therefore, even a child like Zhang Shuocheng can see Zhang Yansheng's "seriousness".
The bear boy was not afraid of his elder sister's bravado.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, he is a child." Aunt Luo pulled Zhang Yansheng back into the room, "Don't know him in the same way. How old is he."
After Zhang Yansheng entered puberty, his temper became increasingly irritable, and he had a small quarrel with a woman surnamed Liang for three days and a big one for five days. But she herself is still a half-old child, so how can she quarrel with Liang Yingying. What's more, Liang Yingying was able to blow Zhang Huan pillow air, but Zhang Yansheng always shouted at Zhang Huan because of his emotional excitement, which made Zhang Huan have a headache when he saw her, and became more and more reluctant to see her.
In the final analysis, it was Zhang Yansheng who suffered.
Aunt Luo grabbed her arm very hard, and Zhang Yansheng understood why. In the past, Aunt Luo had always persuaded her not to talk to Liang Yingying directly, and she would suffer in vain. She couldn't listen and couldn't bear it.
As a result, in the end, she betrayed her relatives and left. She seemed to be an unnecessary outsider in this family. The four people in the family were a family of four who loved each other.
But I have grown up, Zhang Yansheng said to himself, I will not make the same mistakes I have made.
She patted Aunt Luo's hand and said calmly, "It's okay, little brat, I don't care about him."
Aunt Luo breathed a sigh of relief, then let go of her arm and pushed her into the cloakroom: "That's it, just ignore him."
Zhang Yansheng was changing clothes inside, while Aunt Luo was waiting for her outside. The ear heard the girl inside as if talking to herself: "But Zhang Shuocheng needs someone to take care of him, otherwise, I don't know what kind of rubbish in the world he grows into."
Aunt Luo became nervous again: "With his parents, it's not your turn to take care of you. You, just study hard and go to school, and give your mother a fight."
There was silence in the cloakroom for a few seconds, before the sound of Xixi Susuo changing clothes sounded again.
Indistinctly, a sentence seemed to float out: "I was born with a father, but I don't have a father..."
Aunt Luo didn't answer.
What happened? Although he was Zhang Shuocheng's father, he was also Zhang Yansheng's father.
Zhang Yansheng changed into a new dress and walked downstairs. When she was about to reach the first floor, she stopped and looked at the few people below.
Hearing the footsteps, Zhang Huan raised his head and frowned, but he still tried to call her kindly: "Yanyan, hurry up."
Zhang Yansheng walked down slowly. Liang Yingying looked at her like this and let out a "ha".
Zhang Huan pretended not to hear, and asked casually, "Why so slow?"
Zhang Yansheng glanced at the man, feeling inexplicable in his heart.
She was arguing, she was making trouble, she was tossing. In the past, she felt that Zhang Huan was sorry for her and her mother, and she had the right to do so. But now she calmed down and looked at it again, and finally understood that all the tossing of the rebellious child, in the end, was just to make the parents pay more attention to themselves.
Yes, so sad.
Now Zhang Yansheng can see clearly, everything she has done in the past, peeling off layers of coats and ignoring all excuses, in the end all she wants is to make this man look at her more and care more about her.
What she got in the end was his impatience, and when she died, he would symbolically shed a few tears and give her a "decent" funeral.
It's so ridiculous.
The rebellious and arrogant Zhang Yansheng with heavy makeup was in the final analysis just a child who could not be loved.
Funny and pathetic.
Under the watchful eyes of his daughter, Zhang Huan became uneasy for no reason, and forced a smile: "What's the matter, why don't you speak?"
This daughter doesn't know what's going on today. Yesterday, she had an aggressive quarrel with her young wife, and the screaming made his ears hurt. Why is it so quiet today, a pair of dark eyes looked at him faintly, like two pools of unknown depth.
Inexplicably disturbing.
Zhang Yansheng lowered his eyes.
What she didn't realize in her previous life, those desires for close relatives and love have all vanished. In this life, she does not ask for anything, not from the outside, but from the inside.
Live on your own.
The grumpy eldest daughter of this family raised her eyes, her voice was surprisingly calm, and explained calmly and even plainly: "As soon as she changed her clothes and went out, she was soaked by Zhang Shuocheng with a water gun, so she had to change again, which wasted time. ."
Zhang Huan was surprised by the girl's calmness and indifference.
Zhang Shuocheng is now at the age of seven or eight, and this kind of shit happens at home almost every day, especially now that it is summer vacation and the children are at home. It's just that this kind of thing usually happens, and Zhang Yansheng has been yelling for a long time. Today... Today, my daughter is pleasant and sensible.
It would be nice if you could talk like this normally! Who doesn't bother to quarrel every day!
Zhang Huan immediately raised his face: "Shuoshuo! Did you wet your sister's skirt?"
Zhang Shuocheng immediately said without blushing and panting, "I didn't!"
Of course everyone in the house knew he was lying - that little water gun in the shape of a pistol was still in his hand! He did just run downstairs.
The second daughter, Zhang Heling, said, "It's him. He told my mother just now that the eldest sister was soaked with water."
Liang Yingying was almost mad at the stupid daughter who broke the platform, and immediately twisted her arm: "Shut up, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."
Following the infighting between their mother and daughter, Zhang Yansheng's eyes fell on Zhang Heling.
Zhang Heling is six years younger than Zhang Yansheng and is only 9 years old this year. She only got new teeth last year, and this year she is finally beautiful again. It is the ignorant and cute little loli.
It is a pity that Liang Yingying was not able to enter the door of Zhang's family after giving birth to her. It was not until Zhang Shuocheng was born and Zhang Yansheng's mother died that she finally turned around and straightened. A mother is more expensive than a child, so Liang Yingying has only Zhang Shuocheng, a precious son, in her heart. As for Zhang Heling... Anyway, there are several aunts in the family who are not short of food or clothing.
Liang Yingying didn't care much about her.
But this is, after her death... the only one who truly cried for her.
The girl cried so sadly, did she really see her as her sister
Liang Yingying was often angry with this stupid daughter. This stupid girl often couldn't tell the difference between enemy and me. After twisting her arm, she still didn't relieve her hatred, and reached out to twist Zhang Heling's ear.
Zhang Huan does not approve of beating children. When Zhang Yansheng's mother was still alive, she never hit Zhang Yansheng once. Liang Yingying was reluctant to hit Zhang Shuocheng, but she often tugged at Zhang Heling. Although it wasn't a beating, it always made people feel uncomfortable.
Zhang Huan was about to scold Liang Yingying, but Zhang Yansheng suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Liang Yingying's wrist.
Zhang Huan secretly screamed that he was going to go out soon, so don't make a noise again. well!
"Let go." Zhang Yansheng didn't make a noise, but said coldly, "The ear is full of cartilage, what should I do if it is sprained? Don't you feel bad for your own child?"
When Zhang Yansheng's mother was still alive, Zhang Yansheng played piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, taekwondo and sanda as a child. Later, this is to say that later, Zhang Huan gradually ignored her, and she became more and more hostile in her own heart, and her chess, calligraphy and painting were all abandoned, but she continued to practice taekwondo and sanda.
If you don't do some intense exercise, the little bit of anger in your heart really can't be dissipated.
Time has gone back to the present, Zhang Yansheng's body is only fifteen years old now, but because of his persistent training all the year round, his strength has directly overwhelmed the delicate and soft Liang Yingying.
Liang Yingying cried out, "It hurts!"
Zhang Yansheng snorted coldly: "You know it hurts too? Children don't know?"
Liang Yingying had already let go of Zhang Heling's ears and called out, "Hurry up! Husband! Husband! She hurts me!"
The daughter is biological, the wife is beautiful, and the palms and backs are full of flesh.
Zhang Huan came out and said to the muddy: "It's alright, alright, let it go. Go out quickly, I'll make my mother angry if you're late, everyone will be scolded together, and no one should run away!"
He carried out Zhang Yansheng's grandmother, and even Zhang Shuo shuddered.
That powerful old lady is the real head of the Zhang family.
The only person who is not afraid is probably Zhang Yansheng.
What is there to be afraid of for people who don't love themselves or even hate themselves? The old lady had sternly said that she would be removed from the will list, and she didn't care. She still has an inheritance from her mother's side to inherit, so she won't starve to death.
She snorted and let go.
Zhang Heling got behind Zhang Yansheng as early as Liang Yingying let go of her ears.
She was really surprised and delighted today. Usually, even if she helped Zhang Yansheng to speak, Zhang Yansheng would not pay attention to her. Unexpectedly, today, my sister actually protects her.
Her mother always told her that she, her brother and her mother were one family and the closest one, and Zhang Yansheng was just an "outsider".
But my brother is really annoying and bullies her every day. And my mother didn't care at all, and felt that my brother was "lively and active" and should be praised.
"Boys, it has to be like this," she often said smugly.
Special emphasis on the word "male".
After all, she relied on giving birth to a handle, and her life turned against the wind.
But for Zhang Heling, although my sister usually quarrels with her mother and has a frightening voice, she just ignores her at most and never bullies her.
Therefore, between the younger brother and the elder sister, Zhang Heling would rather choose the elder sister Zhang Yansheng.
Everyone went out, Zhang Heling had hope in his heart, and dared to hold her sister's hand.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yansheng froze for a moment, and without looking back, he threw off her hand and strode out.
The little girl lowered her head in disappointment.
"Come on." Zhang Yansheng's voice suddenly sounded.
Zhang Heling raised his head suddenly. Zhang Yansheng turned to look at her in front, and seemed impatient: "Come on, you'll be late if you don't go."
There was light in the little girl's eyes, and she chased after her.
Zhang Yansheng snorted, turned and walked outside.