Bliss of rebirth

Chapter 92 Mother and Daughter Rivalry (1)
"Mom, don't you like girls at all? Why are you still so nervous? You didn't even bother to tell him, so you rushed over by yourself."

The old lady waited for her son angrily and said, "You are your mother and I am a stepmother. If you give me a kid, it's just such a girl. I don't care about the kid anymore. I don't care about it. She is also my granddaughter." "Really, who do you think your mother is, even a stepmother, if you know something is wrong with the child, you have to go and have a look.

Dang Jianguo smiled and didn't say anything. Anyway, he has no hope. He just waited for a hundred years later, and it would be over if a nephew threw the pot for Kangfan. Besides, the daughter is also close, even if she likes her son, she can't throw her away. go out.

After such a commotion, the Zhang family had no intention of teaching their son a lesson. Grandpa Zhang threw the stick and looked at his son angrily: "When you go out in the future, drink and let me take it easy. After a while, your father and mother will have to I was scared to death." Up to now, the old wife is still lying on the kang, unable to get up.

Zhang Weili scratched his head, it was a disaster for no reason. He knew it when he caught up with the second brother just now, and he didn't know who passed it on outside. The third boy of the old Zhang family was hit by a train. , It's fine, nothing at all.

Knowing that people are fine, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhang Weiguo rubbed his head and murmured for a long time: "Father, what, I'll go back first." After a while the daughter-in-law came back and saw that there was no one at home, and the night stopped again.

Mr. Zhang looked at his second son and waved his hands: "Okay, you can go back, and bring the child and wife back for dinner tomorrow night." Even if it's okay, let's treat it as a happy meal, suppress the surprise, and make everyone happy.

Zhang Weiguo nodded, expressing that he knew that his wife must be happy about eating for nothing.

Seeing that the second brother had left, Zhang Weili came over again: "Father, how is my mother?" His second brother had told me just now, and my mother fainted when she heard about it.

After watching his son leave, Mr. Zhang looked at his big-hearted young son again.

"Your mother is fine, she is lying on the kang, go over and let her have a look, she will be fine in a while." It was because of you that I was scared.

Zhang Weili responded quickly, entered the house, and said a few words to his mother, seeing that the old lady was much more energetic, he went to the house again.

Turned around and came out.

The old man looked at the younger son who used to tinker with the car: "You, don't always fight with your brother, look, when you hear that you have something to do, you can run faster than anyone else, no matter what you say, he is also your brother. "His son, he knows, is either a coward, or someone who doesn't like to talk and quarrel. His daughter-in-law is so powerful, and the second child also wants to live a comfortable life for a few days, so he has less contact with this place, but the family If there is anything, don't be ambiguous, and during the holidays, you don't do anything.

Zhang Weili didn't know what to say, he was still tossing the big bag behind his car.

"Father, do you think it's okay for our family to open a small shop?" Anyway, it's okay for his mother to stay at home all day, open a shop, and earn some pocket money, and give some children something to eat.

"Why? Go get the goods, who will buy them?" Seeing that his son ignored what he just said and changed the subject, the old man scolded him.

When you want to do it, you can do it, don't think about anything, just do it, can it be done?The God of Wealth belongs to your family.

Hearing that his father didn't object too much, Zhang Weili knew that there was a door, so he untied the big cloth bag from his car, put it on the ground, and took it out one by one.

"Father, look, this pencil is only three cents for wholesale, and this stationery box is not expensive, thirty-five cents. We sell it for fifty cents, and we can make a profit, and this book..." Zhang Weili played a guest role as a small street vendor, in the He put a bunch of them on the ground, and motioned his father to see how cheap it was.

(End of this chapter)