Chapter 212 Everyone has his or her own agenda
The three rich people stayed for a while and then quietly ran away from the edge. He quickly returned to the front room, opened the door curtain and met his sister's curious eyes: "Don't look, you can't see anything here. If you want to Look out the window.” Hey?
Does she like watching the fun that much? Lin Xiangrong scratched his head and jumped down from the stool: "I don't want to watch the fun." After saying this, Lin Xiangrong hesitated for a while and then couldn't resist his curiosity and ran to the chair in front of the window to watch the fun. The sun is shining brightly today, and light snow is falling hazily, so the temperature is not too low. Zhang Miao is wearing a big blue jacket, a pair of thick cotton shoes, and a military green hat on her head. She is full of energy. Swearing loudly. In front of her stood a man and a woman, probably in their early sixties. They were very tough, and after being scolded by Zhang Miao, they did not forget to retort loudly. Their strong words made Zhang Miao's forehead veins jump. "My mother has just died, and you are looking for a second love. Are you worthy of my mother and this family? At that time, our family was so poor that we couldn't open the pot. There was not even a grain of rice in the house. It was my mother who went around and lent you money. Use the capital to pull the car and make money.” Talking about the past, even though Zhang Miao was not always loved at home and even disliked, she couldn't help but mention the difficulties at the time: "Life is getting better now. My mother didn't enjoy a few years of happiness, and she just left you." We need to find the younger one, Dad, aren’t you afraid that my mother will come back to find you at night?” In any case, her parents gave birth to her and raised her to adulthood. Even though Zhang Miao was full of grievances and privately complained many times that her parents were not good to her. They even let her starve for four or five days when she could not afford to eat. She almost froze to death when she got out.
But even so, Zhang Miao still looked towards her family, perhaps because she had expectations for the love of her family, or because what happened to her was very common, and she didn't care about these differential treatments. In short, Zhang Miao was fighting for Zhou's mother. "enough!" Father Zhang's face turned red: "I just asked you to take her in for a few days. Isn't that all?" He protected Erchun behind him. She was a spirited little old lady, probably in her fifties, wearing a flowered jacket. She seemed a little embarrassed after hearing what Zhang's father said, and her whole face turned red. At the same time, after listening to Zhang Miao's words, her eyes sparkled, as if she had thought of something, and she did not interfere. She just stood next to Zhang's father and let him and her daughter choke. Zhang Miao was furious: "It's still my fault, right?" It's almost the Chinese New Year. Where does she have the space to take in a little old lady? Even if she takes in her, what's going on?
"Anyway, you should think of a solution quickly. Your mother is dead, so you can't let me keep guarding you, right?" Zhang's father thought that he had done nothing wrong. His wife was dead. Since he could find his wife and go back to the hot bed for his wife and children, why should he sleep alone? Besides, having a hostess to take care of everything makes the family much more relaxed. The eldest daughter-in-law and the second daughter-in-law are having such a quarrel. One life has stopped and the old woman is dead. There is no need to care about this. It is better for everyone to live a good life than anything else. Otherwise, is it possible that the eldest daughter-in-law and the second daughter-in-law should be sent to jail?
Then wouldn't a good family be separated? "Besides, there can't be even one person in charge in the family." Zhang's father whispered: "Guilan is a good woman who will take care of the house. Her husband passed away many years ago, and her two sons and daughters are married. Since we have a family, it won’t affect our family.” Zhang Miao's face turned cold: "Let's go to the house and talk." She turned around and went to her room in the backyard. She first moved two stools and sat down. Then she sent Erni to take Sifu away, and then asked Dani to bring a pot of hot water. Then she stared coldly at Zhang's father and those behind him. That woman Wang Guilan. "Is your surname Wang?" "Yes, my surname is Wang, just call me Aunt Guilan. I heard that you had a miscarriage a while ago. How is your recovery? Are you feeling better?" Wang Guilan smiled warmly and seemed like a very easy-to-get-to person. Zhang Miao snorted, and she had to say that she felt much better after hearing these words. "Let's do it." She was not easy to talk to. She asked several questions in a row, but still refused to let Wang Guilan stay. Zhang's father was already anxious. He wanted to first convince Zhang Miao, who had been hurt the most by this incident, and then use Zhang Miao's name to He went to convince his two sons.
Zhang Miao saw through what he was thinking at a glance, and felt confused for Zhou's mother, but as a daughter, she really couldn't stop her father from finding a second love, especially when her mother was dead. But just a month or two after Zhou's mother died, Zhang's father couldn't wait to go home and marry his wife. He must have been too anxious. Zhang's father persuaded Zhang Miao with his smooth tongue, but the price was that Zhang Miao had to return to her natal family to discuss the matter with her natal family, which meant that Zhang's father had no way to fool the two eldest sons of the family. Zhang's father was so angry that he had no choice but to nod in agreement and urged Zhang Miao to arrange a place for Wang Guilan to rest before leaving with a gloomy look. He opened the door and walked towards the main entrance. He met Lin Dawei and the two chatted for several words. He also saw a little girl running out and grabbing the hem of Lin Dawei's shirt. He asked curiously: "Is this your little granddaughter?" If I had known that my father-in-law loved his little granddaughter, he had been busy in the fields. He had quickly forgotten about her once he had seen her before. But now that he saw her again, he realized that this little girl had a very cute and smart face. "Yes, it's my little Fuwa, Rong Rong, saying hello to your Grandpa Zhang." When Lin Dawei mentioned Lin Xiangrong, he smiled fondly. He patted the little girl's head and gave her a candy that the clan elders gave her when she was a guest. "Hello, Grandpa Zhang." Lin Xiangrong greeted with his big eyes open, and his obedient appearance made Father Zhang compare his granddaughter with Lin Dawei's granddaughter, and finally shook his head. "It's good. I have time to go to Grandpa Zhang's house. Brother Lin, I will go back first. Guilan will ask you to take care of her for a while. I will take her back in a few days." Father Zhang sneered at Lin Dawei. This matter not only had to convince his own children, but also Wang Guilan's children, which took a lot of effort. "to make." After responding, Lin Dawei didn't care too much. The second daughter-in-law was thoughtful and would never suffer a loss. Wang Guilan, who was looking around the room, touched a quilt that Zhang Miao had moved on the kang. Her smile was far different from the gentle and relaxed one before. It was a little more shrewd and calculating, and a little more well-disguised greed. As expected of a wealthy family, it has a rich heritage and can spare any extra rooms. (End of this chapter)