Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

upstairs
As soon as they entered the house, Shen Zhihuan, Su Lili and Zhou Xiuqiao went to the kitchen.

The two little girls, Daya and Erya, sat obediently on the small stools outside the kitchen door to help pick vegetables.

The men were chatting in the living room about current events and the latest political trends.

The little guy couldn't get used to staying in the house and soon started making a fuss to go out.

Sun Sijun and Zhang Fengxia were reluctant to let the little one down, so they immediately took him downstairs.

Shen Weidong and Su Qiping were not interested in what the men were talking about. When they saw the little guy was going downstairs to play, they immediately followed him.

The cotton mill’s staff quarters were quite large, with seven or eight buildings of varying heights.

At the very edge there is a large group of houses with separate entrances and courtyards, which appear to be welfare housing for the directors and managers of the cotton mill.

At this time of year, the weather is pleasant, and the geraniums in the flower beds are blooming festively. From a distance, they look all red, just like the red clouds on the horizon.

From time to time, a few butterflies fly around.

This caused the little guy to chase and jump.

After a while, the little guy was sweating all over his forehead.

Worried that her grandson might be getting hot, Zhang Fengxia quickly took off the little guy's outer jacket.

Shen Weidong and Su Qiping were not in a much better condition. After running around like crazy for a while, both of them looked like they had been fished out of the water.

The children in the family compound saw them having fun and came over.

Because it was Sunday, the children were all at home, and there were no messy interest classes these days. In just half an hour, the small group of three had grown several times larger.

The children also changed from catching butterflies to playing "Eagle Catches Chicks".

Because the little one was too small and couldn't keep up with the older kids, he could only stand aside and cheer on Su Qiping and Shen Weidong.

"Uncle, run faster, the eagle is coming to catch you."

"Brother, the eagle is coming, run quickly."

"Uncle, run, run..."

……

The old men upstairs could hear the little one's sweet voice.

Looking through the window, the old men saw their beloved children standing alone watching them, and they immediately became angry.

A few minutes later, in the staff quarters of the cotton mill, several old men, whose necks were almost buried in dirt, were seen playing the game of "Eagle Catches Chicken" with a one year and two month old baby.

"Grandpa Chu, run faster, Grandpa is coming to catch us, hahahahaha..."

"Hahahaha, Great Grandfather, Great Grandfather Chu is here."

"Giggle cluck..."

"grandfather……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

……

The happy laughter of the little ones could be heard in every corner of the family compound.

Because it was noon and it was Sunday, there were a lot of people coming and going in the family compound.

But in the blink of an eye, everyone in the family compound knew that several old men were playing "Eagle Catches Chicken" with a little kid.

In the corner, a group of aunts and uncles who were picking vegetables were talking in low voices.

"I don't know how Shen Zhilan had the nerve to say that Mr. Shen loves her Yang Ming the most?!"

"Bragging!"

"My sister-in-law's cousin's eldest brother-in-law's younger brother-in-law and Shen Zhimei's younger sister live on the same street. Everyone in that area knows that Mr. Shen loves Shen Zhimei's younger sister the most."

A middle-aged woman glanced at the old men who were playing happily with the little ones not far away, and then continued: "My sister-in-law's sister-in-law's cousin's brother-in-law's brother-in-law said..."

Having said this, the middle-aged woman looked around vigilantly.

"Shen Zhimei's younger sister bought several courtyards on their street, and several old men also live there."

"Didn't Shen Zhilan say that Mr. Shen lived in the compound?" someone expressed doubt. "Bullshit!" The middle-aged woman curled her lips.

"My sister-in-law's cousin's brother-in-law's brother-in-law said that since Shen Zhimei's younger sister bought a yard on their street more than two years ago, Mr. Shen and Mr. Chu moved in with her."

"It seems that Shen Zhilan never tells the truth!" Someone clicked his tongue twice.

……

When Shen Zhihuan came downstairs to call everyone to eat, the old men were all sweating.

The little guy hugged Grandpa Zhao's neck and giggled.

Seeing Shen Zhihuan coming, the little guy happily stretched out his arms and rushed towards her.

"Mom, I played Eagle Catches Chicken with Great Grandpa, Great Grandpa Chu, Great Grandpa, and Grandpa." The little guy's milky voice was full of joy.

"Is it fun?" Shen Zhihuan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from the little guy's forehead.

"It's fun!" The little guy nodded heavily.

The little smiling face made everyone laugh.

Seeing this, Shen Weidong and Su Qiping also withdrew from the Eagle Catches Chicken team.

"Three sisters!"

"Second aunt!"

"Look at how sweaty you two are. Why don't you go back and wash up?" Shen Zhi smiled as he looked at the two people who were as dirty as little cats.

"Yeah!" The two boys nodded in unison and ran upstairs.

Shen Zhihuan just turned around and was about to call the old man upstairs to eat.

Shen Zhilan came back holding Yang Ming, whose forehead was still wrapped in gauze.

Because Shen Zhihuan was standing near the door holding the little one, Shen Zhilan saw Shen Zhihuan and her son as soon as she came in.

She frowned subconsciously.

There is nothing good about intuition.

When the aunts and uncles who were picking vegetables nearby saw this scene, their eyes immediately lit up with gossip.

after all……

What you hear from others is not as true as what you see with your own eyes.

As the old saying goes, what you hear is not as good as what you see.

In fact, what they don’t know is that sometimes what they see with their own eyes may not be true.

Shen Zhihuan naturally did not miss the disgust and jealousy in Shen Zhilan's eyes, and so did she!
She turned her head, ignoring Shen Zhilan's fiery eyes, and looked at the people standing under a big tree nearby, "Grandpa, godfather, grandpa, grandma, parents, it's time to eat."

Grandpa Shen clapped his hands at the little guy, "Come on, dear, let's go eat with Grandpa."

The little guy cooperated by raising his arms and lunging forward.

"Grandpa's dear, what do you want to eat for lunch?" Old Master Shen carried the child to the stairs, completely ignoring Shen Zhilan and her son who were standing at the door.

"Tomato beef meatballs!" the little guy said immediately.

"Did you make tomato beef meatballs for lunch?" Old Master Shen turned his head and looked at Shen Zhihuan.

"I've made it, I've made it. How dare I not make it for what your dear wants to eat?" Shen Zhihuan pretended to be dissatisfied.

"I'm glad to know!" Mr. Shen replied with a smile.

"Grandpa, look at my grandpa. Ever since he had this little guy, he has no regard for me, his little granddaughter." Shen Zhihuan complained.

"I'm glad to know!" Old Master Chu smiled and trotted to catch up with Old Master Shen.

"Grandpa..." Shen Zhihuan continued to look for external help.

"Huanbao, accept the reality. You have completely fallen out of favor." Old Master Zhao grinned, his face full of gloating.

"grandmother……"

"Huanbao, accept your fate!" Sun Sijun gently patted Shen Zhihuan on the shoulder. (End of this chapter)