My Grandpa Is A Super Godly Tyrant

Zheng Cuiyi's worry

"let's not take the bus, let's go to the hospital by bike sharing!" Han XiuXiu saw a few shared bicycles not far away, so she suggested.

She and Lin Fei are poor students. Neither of them has bought a car.

"Uncle, this is the fruit I bought for you." Lin Fei put the fruit basket on the top of the cupboard.

"Mom, take a break and I'll take care of my dad." Han XiuXiu said very considerate.

Han XiuXiu and Lin Fei walked into the ward side by side.

Zheng Cuiyi's words have just finished.

Go on, his wife Zheng Cui Yi must want to blame him again.

He doesn't have money. He doesn't speak hard.

He didn't have much success in his life, and didn't let his wife Zheng Cui talk and his daughter Han XiuXiu live a good life.

Han Chengming lowered his head and stopped talking.

"I compare Lin Fei to a pig, which is still a compliment to him. Nowadays, people who are rich and powerful are the masters. Those who have no money and no power are the masters. Who will take a look at them?" Zheng Cuiyi snorted.

"Old lady, the more you say it, the worse it sounds. How can you compare Lin Fei to a pig?" Han Chengming frowned deeply.

"About 20-year-old girls like sweet talk most. Maybe our daughter will be spanked by Lin Fei's pig on that day." Zheng Cuiyi's tone is very cold.

"XiuXiu, not really." Han Chengming believes that his daughter, Han XiuXiu, is a clean woman.

"Han Chengming, wait another two years. What if XiuXiu and Lin Fei's poor loser's raw rice is cooked into popcorn?" Zheng Cuiyi suddenly turns around, stares at her husband Han Chengming and roars.

"Old lady, after two years, Lin Fei graduated. Let's see if Lin Fei is ambitious. Don't beat him to death. Maybe Linfei is a potential stock." Han Chengming advised.

"Lin Fei, that poor loser, why did he come with XiuXiu again? I was in a bad mood when I saw him." Zheng Cuiyi punched a fist in her hand, and her face was filled with contempt and disgust.

At this time, she suddenly saw her daughter Han XiuXiu and Lin Fei come back riding a shared bicycle.

She can't wait for the owner on the left, or on the right.

But it didn't work out.

If Han XiuXiu is very young, she will be introduced to her car owner if she is very young.

How eager she was to see the owner immediately.

However, she never saw the owner driving.

She stood in the window of the ward and watched the Rolls Royce phantom downstairs for a long time.

Under Linfei that Rolls Royce phantom, murmured to himself.

"No, absolutely not. I can't let XiuXiu and Lin Fei's poor loser together again." Zheng Cuiyi looks at the building.

her daughter Han XiuXiu unexpectedly hangs up her phone for Lin Fei's poor loser.

Zheng Cuiyi's lungs are bursting with anger.

In Han Chengming's ward.

Songjiang first people's hospital.

At the same time.

"All right." Lin Fei nodded. He agreed to ride a bike with Han XiuXiu and go to the hospital.

It's killing two birds with one stone.

Riding shared bicycles can not only exercise but also save money.

Therefore, in her opinion, in addition to taking the bus or taking a taxi, they went to the hospital by bike sharing.

Zheng Cuiyi ran to the cabinet, she was ready to throw the fruit basket that Lin Fei brought over once.

At this time, Han XiuXiu blocked in front of her mother Zheng Cuiyi.

"Mom, I will be angry if you throw out the fruit that Lin Fei bought again." Han XiuXiu opened her hands and said firmly.