Daddy Gives Money And I Give Mommy

When she mentioned her daughter-in-law who had passed away, Zhao Ziru heaved a long sigh. He couldn't hide his sadness even in front of strangers.

She had never had a daughter in her life and had only three sons. Third brother was married first, and the daughter-in-law she married was a young lady of the Ning family. She had watched her children grow up. Who knew that the heavens would be jealous of a beautiful woman? A year ago, not only had the car accident destroyed her most outstanding eldest son, it had also taken away her daughter-in-law who was treated as her own daughter.

Aunt Lan saw that his wife was in pain again and immediately called out: "Madam."

Zhao Ziru regained his senses, and changed the topic, remembering that Zhang Xiao's surname was Zhang, he probingly asked: "Is there anyone else from Miss Zhang's family?"

"Only one father left."

Zhang Xiao replied honestly.

"Oh, your father is?"

"A workaholic who has never cared about my daughter. I haven't seen him for a long time." Zhang Xiao was unwilling to talk too much about his father.

Right now, her father had an outstanding adopted son, Yi Xiujie, and two other biological sons who were living happily under his knee. When her father told her to scram after a quarrel between father and daughter nine years ago, she did.

This roll of his lasted nine years.

She resented her father's merciless, indirect killing of her mother. Her father blamed her for not calling her his stepmother, "mother." She was ignorant, lacking in manners, lacking in conscience, saying that her stepmother treated her like her own daughter. She did not even call her aunt.

That woman is not her mother, she just won't scream! Furthermore, that woman was very good at acting. She was good at acting in front of her father, and was good at keeping her father's back. However, her father loved her deeply. No matter what she said, her father would listen to her.

"Oh." Seeing that Zhang Xiao did not want to talk about his father, Zhao Ziru tactfully stopped the topic. In any case, Zhang Chen said that Zhang Xiao was just a hawker and wouldn't recognise him. As long as they were not Zhang Haotian's family, even if Zhang Xiao's surname was Zhang, Zhao Ziru could still barely accept that. Furthermore, she felt a sense of familiarity towards Zhang Xiao, which eased her prejudice towards Zhang Xiao who had the surname Zhang.

"This is?" Seeing Zhang Xiao holding onto a bank card, Zhao Ziru was puzzled.

Zhang Xiao laughed and explained: "This is my salary card. Mr. Lu gave me this just now, he said he will give me a year's salary first, so I can take good care of Mu Ya."

"Yes." Mu Ya is my only grandson, we all love her a lot, but this child is weird. Ever since meeting you, he has been crying ever since, and we can't do anything about him. Zhang Chen was very busy, he couldn't possibly take care of Mu Ya himself. Miss Zhang, I ll leave Mu Ya to you, I believe in Zhang Chen's judgement. For him to be able to invite you back to take care of Mu Ya, it means that you are a very good girl. "

Zhao Ziru's attitude became a lot better, and her tone was no longer cold. With a bit of warmth in her voice, the gaze she used to look at Zhang Xiao was also warm.

Zhang Xiao still smiled, "Madam, I will."

Since the contract could not be cancelled, she had been Mu Ya's nanny for the past year. Her job was to accompany the little bean girl in her arms.

After the two of them chatted for a while, Zhao Ziru stood up and said to Mu Ya: "Mu Ya, your granny will take care of your uncle first. You must be obedient, don't cry anymore."

Mu Ya looked at his grandmother and did not say a word, but he would wave her small hands, so that could be considered saying goodbye to his grandmother.

When Zhao Ziru saw his grandson being so cute and sensible, he couldn't help but come over. At the same time, Zhang Xiao stood up while hugging Mu Ya, so she kissed Mu Ya's little cheeks and patted his head, then said lovingly: "Mu Ya is so obedient, I'll say my goodbyes to Grandma."

"She's smart." Zhang Xiao said from the bottom of his heart. She carried Mu Ya out of the house and arrived at the arched door just in time to stop.

The moment Zhao Ziru left the room, his mind returned to his eldest son, and he did not even notice that Zhang Xiao had stopped at the door.

After seeing Zhao Ziru off, Zhang Xiao put Mu Ya down and walked back with Mu Ya, bringing her to play in the courtyard.

The young ones were having fun, and Mu Ya's laughter sounded out from time to time, drifting across the room.

Mu Yi, who was sitting next to her heard his niece's laughter that sounded like silver bells. He was clearly crying ten minutes ago, and after he was carried over, he changed into a different person. He said to his mother with a smile, "Mom, Mu Ya is smiling really happily now. Have you seen that nanny called Zhang Xiao? Does he look like Tongtong? "

He thought that Mu Ya treated Zhang Xiao as his mother because Zhang Xiao looked like him.

Zhao Ziru looked at his youngest son's home and gently explained: "He doesn't look like it, but he is very beautiful and sweet. From the surface, he seems to be the same type of person as Tongtong. I can see a hint of tenacity between her brows that Tongtong did not have. "

"Tongtong is a flower born from a greenhouse. Since that Zhang Xiao is a peddler, he belongs to the category of being able to rely on himself. Mu Yi pushed the wheelchair himself, and immediately pushed him, asking: "Yi, where are you going?"

Mu Yi's expression softened, "I want to go closer so I can hear more clearly. I like hearing Mu Ya's smile."

"Do you want to go over?" Zhao Ziru asked tentatively.

Mu Yi shook his head and rejected her without even thinking. He didn't like to be in a wheelchair in front of strangers, and he was afraid of looking into the sympathetic eyes of others.

Knowing what his eldest son was thinking, Zhao Ziru's expression became dejected and immediately changed the topic, afraid that he would cause his eldest son to go crazy again.

Zhang Xiao didn't know what the two mother and child were doing next to him. She sat down under a tree in the courtyard and watched Mu Ya and Aunt Lan play.

As if she remembered something, she took out her phone to call Yi Xiujie.

Yi Xiujie quickly answered her call, and immediately asked with concern: "Xiao'er, are you alright?"

Zhang Xiao laughed: What can I do for you? Xiujie, how is Ye Qing? Would the two servants from the Mu Family be able to take care of Ye Qing? I will accompany Ye Qing at the hospital again after 4 PM. "

Yi Xiujie looked at the woman lying on the bed. Instead of replying immediately, he walked over to the bed and handed his phone over to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing asked him: "Is it Zhang Xiao?"

Yi Xiujie's lips were pressed tightly together, he did not spit out even a single word.

Ye Qing went crazy.

They had known each other for many years, but this man had always been kind to her.

After snatching the phone from Yi Xiujie, Ye Qing immediately complained to Zhang Xiao on the other end of the phone: "Zhang Xiao, can you drag away your Big Brother Ice Mountain? I would rather take care of myself than see him, ask him, without a word, as if I could die if I said a word. Are you okay? Did those two men bully you? If they dare to bully you, tell me and I promise I'll never stop talking to them. "

Zhang Xiao laughed, "Xiujie still hasn't left."

"If he left, why did you call him on his phone? You're asking the obvious." Ye Qing refuted, and asked once more: "Zhang Xiao, are you alright?"