"Who are you?"
"Go away, no one can bully my daughter!"
The old man who originally knew the eldest son Zhao Bingjun, at this moment, slapped Zhao Bingjun in the face.
Even though the old man's hair is already covered with gray hair, his skill is obviously not bad.
With that slap, Fu Bao could feel a gust of wind blowing across his face.
Fortunately, Zhao Bingjun was not a weak hand. Faced with this sudden slap, he still dodged it.
"Dad, I am your big brother!"
Knowing that his father was not clear-headed and what to say at what time, Zhao Bingjun spoke quickly.
However, words that were once very useful are now useless at all.
"Old liar, my eldest brother is always good-looking, but you don't even look in the mirror. You have such an old face and you still want to lie to me. You think I'm stupid!"
As soon as the old man said these words, Zhao Bingjun was dumbfounded.
Well, he probably shot himself in the foot this time and brought it upon himself.
When his father met Fu Bao, he not only thought of his poor sister, but also thought about them when they were children.
"Bao, it's up to you!"
Not daring to use force on his father, Zhao Bingjun could only let Fu Bao adapt to circumstances.
What can Fubao say
This is her, a time-traveler, transformed into a real little girl. No matter how precocious she is, she will probably burst into tears right now.
At this time, Fubao could only follow the old man's wishes.
But the tragedy is that before Fu Bao could speak, the old man actually woke up on his own.
"You are not my daughter!"
"Who are you?"
No one knew how the old man regained consciousness, but Zhao Bingjun was undoubtedly relieved that he could regain consciousness.
"Dad, this is Fu Bao!"
"She's Brother Bao's little girl!"
"She's the eldest sister's granddaughter!"
Zhao Bingjun took advantage of his father's recovery and quickly informed him of Fu Bao's identity.
"Brother Bao's little girl?"
"Have you found Brother Bao?"
"Okay, okay, that's great. Dad didn't take good care of your eldest sister, nor did he take good care of Brother Bao."
"You have to take good care of this little girl for me!"
"By the way, all the properties and things in my name will be given to the little girl!"
As the old man said these words, Fu Bao was stunned on the spot. She became rich again!
"Grandpa Zeng, I can't have it!"
After Fu Bao was stunned, he quickly spoke.
She now has a lot of money, which is derived from her grandmother's dowry and dowry. Although I don’t know how much property the old man has, it is definitely not a small amount.
"Girl, Grandpa Zeng gives it to you, just take it!"
The old man looked at Fu Bao, "You and your grandmother looked exactly the same when they were young!"
"I have been confused for so many years. If it weren't for you, I would still be confused!"
The old man looked at Fu Bao dotingly, "Anyway, if Grandpa Zeng gives it to you, just take it and no one dares to say no!"
"Dad, grandpa!"
Just as the old man finished speaking, a group of people roared over.
These people are old and young, male and female.
Fu Bao looked at the group of people coming over and was slightly confused.
When these people came closer and saw them giving gifts to Zhao Bingjun and the old man one by one, Fubao also confirmed the identities of these people.
"Grandpa, my grandson heard what you just said. Don't you think you are too partial?"
The person who spoke was Zhao Yixuan, the eldest son of Zhao Bingjun and the eldest grandson of the Zhao family.
"I'm just biased. How do you treat me?"
After hearing what the eldest grandson said, the old man looked directly at him with cold eyes.
"Grandpa, are you old and confused?"
When Zhao Yixuan heard the old man's response, he was so angry that he yelled out.
But the moment he finished speaking, Zhao Bingjun slapped him in the face and shouted angrily: "You are so outrageous, is this how you talk to your grandfather?"
"Dad, did my son say something wrong?"
Zhao Yixuan did not restrain his attitude just because he was beaten, "At first, because of my aunt, our family was worried day and night..."
"You bastard, shut up!"
Zhao Bingjun raised his hand and wanted to deal with his eldest son again.
But at this moment, a woman rushed out and stopped in front of Zhao Bingjun.
"Master, what are you doing?"
"Even if the boss said something wrong, you teach him. He is such a big man, why do you still do it?"
"If you want to fight, then hit me!"
"Grandpa, don't hit my dad!"
As Zhao Bingjun's wife Sun rushed forward, Zhao Yixuan's sons also rushed forward. Zhao Yixuan's sons are from the same generation as Boss Xu. They are all strong young men. Now that they stand together, the sense of oppression is not ordinary.
Well, yes, Fubao and Zhao Yixuan's sons are of the same generation, but it's a pity that she is too young.
"Great-grandfather, you are too partial!"
Zhao Chenglian, as the eldest son of Zhao Yixuan. Zhao Bingjun has always valued him, thinking that he will be the pillar of the Zhao family in the future.
In fact, Zhao Bingjun has always valued his eldest son and grandson.
After all, he is the heir to the old Zhao family, so he must be cultivated vigorously.
"I'm just biased!"
Even though his eldest grandson and great-grandson unanimously thought it was partiality, the old man's attitude remained unchanged.
"The Zhao family has been passed down for hundreds of years."
"The wealth of the Zhao family is as rich as any country. As long as the descendants can hold on to this family business, they will be able to spend it all in a few lifetimes."
"As for you, you have your own part."
"As an old man, whoever I want to give my part to is my own business. Are you dissatisfied? What right do you have to dissent?"
"What? My old man doesn't even have the right to dispose of his own things?"
The old man looked angrily at his son and great-grandchildren who were challenging him, "If you still don't accept it, fine, get out of the Zhao family, I've rebelled against you!"
The old man once supported the Zhao family by himself, and despite all the grievances he suffered, he never complained. Because he knew that he was protecting the family.
But now, the people from the branch of Lao Zhao's family haven't jumped out yet, but the legitimate grandchildren and great-grandchildren who he has always remembered are making trouble.
His partial favor over the years has really gone to dogs.
"Dad, don't be angry!"
Zhao Bingjun didn't expect that his son and grandson would be such bastards, so he hurriedly went to persuade his father.
Fu Bao also spoke up and said: "Grandpa Zeng, please don't be angry. You have to take good care of yourself. Otherwise, the things you gave me will be taken back very soon!"
At this moment, Fubao had no intention of settling the matter.
Of course, she was not deliberately targeting Zhao Yixuan and his sons, she was just using this matter to give the old man some motivation to live.
What the old man did just now was clearly arranging funeral arrangements.
If this person no longer has the desire to live, then he will probably be able to say goodbye to this world soon.
And this is not what Fubao wants to see. (End of chapter)