What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 128 Ruined My "Good Girlfriend" 36
Thanks to Long Xiaowen's push from behind, Zhang Ping'en settled in Fu Chang's house smoothly and started his carefree and happy life.

Zhang's mother was worried at first, and she would come to visit every now and then, urging Zhang Pingen to go home.

Now Long Xiaowen is in charge of the family. That delicate little princess did not know what tricks she used to make Zhang Jiarui's heart revolve around her. If Long Xiaowen told him to go east, he would never dare to go west. .

Gradually, Zhang Jiarui didn't pay as much attention to Zhang's mother as before.

Zhang's mother can only be regarded as a transparent servant who is on call at home now. Except for Long Xiaowen asking her to do things, she basically has no sense of presence at home.

It's just that her free time didn't last long, because Long Xiaowen was pregnant with a new baby in the family.

Since she was pregnant, she has become more delicate than before, and she shed tears easily, as if Zhang's mother had done something to bully her.

Long Xiaowen looked wronged, and Zhang Jiarui, who loved his wife like his life, naturally felt distressed when he saw it, and his attitude towards Zhang's mother became worse.

Mother Zhang was helpless. She couldn't wait for Long Xiaowen to give birth, so she proposed to go back to her hometown.

Naturally, no one left her alone.

"Ping'en, you'd better go back and live more often, it's shameful for you to be here all the time," Zhang's mother held Zhang Ping'en's hand and said earnestly, "If you don't go back, your father and you won't be close anymore."

When he grows up, he won't even get a share of the family property.

Zhang Pingen shook his head indifferently, "If you don't get close, you don't get close. Anyway, I have a godfather and a godmother, so I'm not afraid!"

But no matter how good they are to you, you are not related by blood, in case they have their own children...

Mother Zhang wanted to explain something else, but since Fu Qiao and Zheng Nanyang were both there, she could only turn her worry into a sigh, and finally said: "You must take good care of yourself and be obedient."

Zhang Pingen still answered perfunctorily, not caring about Zhang Mu's instructions in his heart.

Fu Kai and Zheng Nanyang have no children, so there is no difference between him and their own, no matter how much trouble he makes, they will spoil themselves.

After all, they have no children, and they have to rely on themselves to support themselves in the end.

...

Four months after Zhang's mother left, Long Xiaowen gave birth.

is a girl.

Zhang Pingen was very happy when he heard the news at first, saying "raise a son to protect him in old age". Now that Zhang Jiarui only has one son, he should treat himself better, right?
But the truth slapped me in the face.

Zhang Jiarui's love for this daughter is even greater than that of Zhang Huai'en before. He can't wait to hold her in his hands every day and want to take her with him wherever he goes.

As for Zhang Pingen, he was completely forgotten by him.If Fu Shen and Zheng Nanyang asked him to transfer Zhang Ping'en's ownership, he would definitely agree without blinking an eye.

"Godmother, am I just a homeless child now?"

Just after returning from Zhang's house, Zhang Pingen once again started his misery.

And Fu Che comforted him tirelessly: "Who said you have no home? Isn't this your home?"

Zhang Ping'en smiled "hehe", and leaned in front of Fu Che again, looking at her eagerly.

"How much?" Fu Qiao has become accustomed to Zhang Pingen's routine. Every time the pocket money is used up, he will drag her back to Zhang's house, then come back to sell miserably, and finally ask her for money.

Never changed the routine.

"3000," Zhang Pingen replied with a smile.

As a godmother, she was easy to talk to, and she was extremely sensual.As long as you sell it a little bit, you can get a lot of money in your pocket.

Fu Che's position in his heart is second only to the bank teller, because it is a little troublesome to bring her back to Zhang's house.

Under the deliberate pampering of Fu Qiao and Zheng Nanyang, Zhang Pingen grew up to 16 years old day by day.

The 16-year-old Zhang Pingen is no longer the chubby little boy he was back then, but a delinquent boy who spends money like water and dresses trendy.

"Brother En, are you still going to sing tonight?" Xiaoqiang handed Zhang Pingen the lighter, and carefully lit the cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Zhang Pingen scratched at the hairstyle he had just done, rode on the motorcycle he had bought with a lot of money, and replied in a pissed manner: "Go, Dongzi said today that he would bring some of his classmates over, but I don't know if it will be enough. Pretty."

After he dropped out of junior high school last year, all he came into contact with were women in society. It had been a long time since he had seen a girl in school, and he didn't know...whether it tasted good or not.

In the box of the most upscale karaoke hall, a man dressed like a high school student walked in with four female students in school uniforms.

"Brother En, I brought you a few people." Dongzi bowed respectfully as soon as he saw Zhang Pingen.He also winked at the girls behind and asked them to follow suit.

Zhang Pingen waved his hand, signaling him to get out of the way.Then he walked over slowly, smiled at one of the girls, and pinched her chin in the next second.

"This is okay, not bad," Zhang Pingen didn't wait for anyone to react, he directly grabbed the girl's wrist, led her to go to other places, grabbed a nearby girl with his left hand, and walked out of the box door together.

...

In the early morning, when Zhang Jiarui opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man guarding the door. Seeing him coming out, the middle-aged man was troubled for a few seconds. Finally, he made up his mind and approached him and asked:
"You are Zhang Pingen's father, right?"

Zhang Pingen?
Zhang Jiarui hadn't thought of this name for some time.

Every time Zhang Pingen went home, he picked when he was not around, and he just sat back and left when he got home.Over time, his wife Long Xiaowen didn't bother to mention whether Zhang Pingen had been to the house.

The last time he heard this name was in his daughter's mouth.

Because Zhang Pingen snatched her candy.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Zhang Jiarui nodded, looking at the vicissitudes of life of the middle-aged man.

The loose skin is covered with deep and shallow grooves, and there are a few spots on his face. He has good eyesight and can even see clearly the large pores on the man's face.

The middle-aged man glared at him viciously, and rushed towards him suddenly, cursing some ugly sentences, but he heard a sentence clearly.

"Your son killed my daughter."

Zhang Jiarui was pressed against the wall of the corridor by the man, and a big rough hand was pinching his neck, making him speechless.No matter how much he pulled and beat the fierce man in front of him, it was of no avail.

The middle-aged man was so strong that Zhang Jiarui was ready to die for a moment.

It's just that he can't bear his wife and daughter.

"I won't kill you. If I do, what's the difference between me and that beast?" The middle-aged man said so, and the strength in his hand was gradually decreasing.

Finally, the middle-aged man let go of his hand and sat on the ground against the wall. A few scattered rays of light in the corridor fell on him, making him look extremely miserable.

Zhang Jiarui touched his neck, feeling grateful to have survived the disaster. After he adjusted his mentality, he was still struggling with what the middle-aged man said.

Zhang Pingen killed his daughter?
(End of this chapter)