Rebirth in the college entrance examination: making a fortune with rough man

Chapter 3
Yu Zhi, who has now come to her senses, knows that no matter how bad or fierce they are, they are all people with a bottom line, principles, and blood-red hearts, and they are even more sympathetic to her.

When Yu Zhi heard Wang Xinfeng's voice, her crying stopped abruptly, her eyes were red, and she stared at the door eagerly, with grievance and eagerness.

The anxious figure of Wang Xinfeng appeared quickly and went straight to the hospital bed.

"What's the matter, what's the matter? Sang Dazhuang, you unlucky bastard, what are you doing to eat, the boss doesn't do any shit, catches his wife to bully you, your mother's three legs grew out to make you look healthy, right? You are a softie, and you are not afraid of having a son without an ass hole."

Slowly following behind, with a delicate face and a serious smile, Sang Dazhuang and his son... secretly clamped his ass, milk, I have an asshole.

When Widow Wang scolded others, she didn't let her off, let alone her son, let alone her grandson.

Sang Dazhuang is wronged and innocent, can he say that he did nothing?
Yu Zhi blinked, seeing the rough-faced, tough-looking mother-in-law who was extremely careful with her, tried her best to be gentle and caring, couldn't help crying again with regret: "Mom."

Several people froze together, looking at Yuzhi in disbelief, what did she just call?
Yuzhi has been married for ten years and has never called Wang Xinfeng's mother once.

She usually ignores her, but sometimes she is picked up by Cui Xue, and when she and Wang Xinfeng are arguing, she will call her an old witch.

The title "Mom" made Wang Xinfeng numb half of his body, unable to react for a long time.

Sang Dazhuang pursed his lips and looked at Yuzhi, always feeling that she was a little abnormal today, and he didn't know whether these abnormalities were good or bad.

Mulberry, the nine-year-old son of Sang Dazhuang and Yuzhi, is a young and mature boy. He likes to keep a small face since he was born, and he doesn't cry or make trouble, looking like an adult.

The little brain is very smart, and it takes the first place in the exam every time. In the eyes of the parents, the children of other people are the teachers who say "like Mulberry, you should learn from Mulberry."

With clear black and white eyes, he glanced at Yuzhi calmly, hiding the doubts in his heart, his small face remained expressionless.

Sang Ye, the nine-year-old daughter of Sang Dazhuang and Yu Zhi, and Mulberry are twins.

He has a bad temper and a loud voice. Except for his appearance, most of them follow his mother, and everything else follows his mother. If he can do it, he will never force it.

Throwing the big and small bags on his body to the door, biting the weeds in his mouth, leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed, full of anger and disgust, he didn't even look at the elm branch.

What to wear.

Yuzhi didn't know how many people were thinking, so she couldn't restrain herself from crying, "Mom, I'm in pain, I'm in so much pain."

My stomach hurts, my heart hurts even more, my face turns pale from the pain, and I'm as weak as a tofu that breaks when I touch it.

Wang Xinfeng, who was so beautiful that she was so beautiful, became anxious in an instant, and strode over, wanting to touch the elm branch but dared not, her eyes flushed with anxiety: "It hurts, what a pain, don't be afraid, mom is here , Mom is here."

Yuzhi threw herself into Wang Xinfeng's arms, hugged her straight waist even though she was nearly fifty, and wailed loudly: "It hurts everywhere, it hurts to death, mom, I was wrong, don't want me, I'm fine It hurts, it hurts so much, I'm dying of pain, Mom..."

"Oh, what can I do? Zhizhi is good, bear with me, bear with me, mother is here." He raised his hand and slapped Sang Dazhuang, who was as at a loss as a big black bear looking for a cub, and said softly. No, only grumpiness.

"You bastard, you're a dead man. Didn't you hear Zhizhi screaming for pain? You're stuck here, ready to dry out and sell meat. Do you want my mother to find you a weight? You're stupid, and you have a head to let others Did you realize that you are so ugly? Why don’t you go to the doctor soon? I ate too much feces when I was a child, and it ruined my brain, didn’t I?”

Sang Dazhuang was used to the love from his own mother, so he let out a naive hey, and turned around to find a doctor.

The elm branch that had not been loosened tightened again, with red eyes and tears, he raised his head from Wang Xinfeng's arms and stared at Sang Dazhuang: "Don't go, where are you going, are you going to leave me again? ,is not it?"

With Yuzhi's excitement, the blood flowed backward faster, and the water in the hanging bottle was stained red.

Wang Xinfeng was very frightened: "Hey, let go, let go, mom is watching, don't let him go, promise not to let him go."

Yuzhi shrunk her small mouth, and threw herself into Wang Xinfeng's arms again, crying until she was dark, and grabbed Sang Dazhuang's hand, but didn't let go at all.

I don't know how long I cried, but I didn't stop until I passed out.

The doctor came to check on Yuzhi, and there is no serious health problem, but the residual poison is not cleaned up, it will be fine in a few days.

Fainting is caused by too much emotion and excessive mood swings, as long as you calm down your mind will be fine.

After sending the doctor away, Wang Xinfeng looked at Yuzhi's white face that was almost transparent and sighed: "Why did I suffer this crime? I was already thin and weak, so now I'm out of shape. Sang Dazhuang, You bastard, did you ask the doctor what's going on?"

Sang Dazhuang readily accepted the nickname of his own mother, feeling that it did not violate his own image.

The sharp eyes sank: "The doctor said that he ate poisonous weeds by mistake."

"What the hell?" Wang Xinfeng frowned: "I cook all the food, and I haven't missed it for decades. It can't be mixed with poisonous weeds. The branches are exquisite, and I don't eat unclean things outside casually, nor It may have been eaten by mistake, where did it come from?"

Sang Ye snorted: "She's particular, she's particular about poverty, she doesn't have the life of a young lady, but she just plays with her illness, despises this, despises that, and doesn't look at how detested she is. It's okay to have too many problems, it's stupid , blind and stupid."

Wang Xinfeng's face suddenly sank: "Sang Ye, this is your mother, what about your manners and qualities?"

Sang Ye snorted: "I'm not wrong."

"Mulberry leaf," Sang Dazhuang said lightly with a sullen face.

Sang Ye pursed her mouth and stopped talking.

She was a little afraid of this father. Although his father was not bad to their brothers and sisters, even doting on them, but once it involved their mother, he would become disrespectful. Hmph, he is obviously a jerk, but both parents and grandma are very protective.

Sangshen glanced at her angry younger sister, and said calmly, "Cui Xue gave her a bun this morning."

She is Mulberry's name for Yuzhi. He has never called her mother.

Although he is polite and sensible at ordinary times, he does not show his likes and dislikes on his face like mulberry leaves, and his words have sharp thorns, but everyone in the family knows that mulberries also blame elm branches.

Mulberry is early wisdom, Wang Xinfeng and Sang Dazhuang are not good at scolding him like they scolded Sang Ye, and their hearts are full of helplessness.

Wang Xinfeng patted her thigh and gritted her teeth: "Let me tell you, how could a good-looking person eat poisonous weeds. Cui Xue, that bastard, is more poisonous than the excrement in the latrine. Zhi was very kind to her, and raised his mother's white-eyed wolf thief and poisonous woman. This matter is not over, wait until I go back, and see how my mother will deal with her."

Fortunately, the exam is over, otherwise Wang Xinfeng would definitely let that bastard Cui Xue run naked in the exam room.

Yuzhi must have failed the exam due to his illness, that's why his mood fluctuated and he fainted from sadness.

The more Wang Xinfeng thought about it, the more angry he became.

(End of this chapter)