Cheng Guihua said, holding Zhao Goudan's face and kissing her. "Goudan still remembers my mother, knowing that I will raise my mother in the future, my mother really didn't hurt you in vain!"
Zhao Goudan patted his chest. "Of course mother, if I grow up and have money, I will definitely buy you a lot of delicious food. I will also buy you nice clothes to wear!"
Cheng Guihua was coaxed by Zhao Goudan.
It is still her precious son. This girl is the most unreliable. The girl is a money loser, and she doesn't look like a son.
This son is raised and belongs to his own family. No matter how well raised his daughter is, it belongs to someone else's family.
Zhao Xiaojuan lowered her head without gnawing.
Even if I want to eat eggs again, I don't dare to say it now. If I say it, I will be scolded.
"Xiaojuan, come here!" Zhao Dajuan beckoned to Zhao Xiaojuan.
Zhao Xiaojuan walked over obediently and squatted beside Zhao Dajuan.
"Don't be sad, if it hurts, I will give you a rub," Zhao Dajuan said.
Zhao Dajuan felt that her mother was a little too much. This Xiaojuan is still young, so it is normal to want to eat eggs, and she wants to eat too! Just saying that I want to eat it too. It was beaten like this.
Zhao Dajuan only felt that Zhao Xiaojuan was a little pitiful and was a little wronged by being beaten. How can you not be pitiful. Over the years, my mother has been very partial, and if there are any good things, they are all stuffed into Zhao Goudan's mouth at the first time, and I have never thought about them.
Zhao Xiaojuan shook her head, but tears rolled in her eyes.
After breakfast was ready, the family gathered around the table to eat.
Zhao Tiangang asked distressedly after seeing the red palm print on Zhao Xiaojuan's face. "Xiaojuan, what's wrong with your face? Who hit you?"
Zhao Xiaojuan kept her head down, eating the porridge in the bowl.
"Xiaojuan, talk, what's wrong with your face?"
"Father..."
Zhao Dajuan gave Zhao Tiangang a color, and Zhao Tiangang immediately understood.
"I said sweet-scented osmanthus, you're doing it too hard. The child's face is still tender. Look at what Xiaojuan's face has become, it's all swollen. My daughter, you don't need to be so ruthless. Bar?"
"Humph!" Cheng Guihua snorted displeasedly.
"Who made her delicious? I boiled an egg for the dog, and she even wants it! Where do you get so many eggs at home!"
Zhao Tiangang couldn't help but persuade him, "Osmanthus, Xiaojuan is still young, not a few years older than a dog egg. If Xiaojuan wants to eat an egg, just cook one for her, why would you beat her?"
Cheng Guihua suddenly became angry.
"Zhao Tiangang, what do I love? You don't care about me. I just don't want to eat eggs for money losers. What's wrong with what you said? Go get me some eggs and come back! Do you think these eggs Is it so easy to get?" Cheng Guihua couldn't help but mutter.
"It's okay, don't talk about it!" Zhao Tiangang said impatiently.
Zhao Tiangang was like this, and the family angered Cheng Guihua.
"I said Zhao Tiangang, I said Ha, you're not happy anymore. I just said, what's the matter, don't look at how our family is living now. We eat porridge and pickles every day. I guess it won't last long. This is because of something, not because you have no prospects, you can't make money, and you can't let our family live a good life!" Cheng Guihua accused aggressively.