Quick Travel: Downing Zhazhalu

"Feifei, you are the best. You have to know that it's not about having many friends, but about having good friends. Don't be like your dad, who paid a lot of people who were not doing their jobs properly, and made your dad go astray and never come back. Our Feifei You won’t befriend such a person. From now on, Feifei will want to befriend someone who can be admitted to college, right? Feifei.”

Zhong Feifei inexplicably felt that the firm look her grandma gave her made her mood even more ups and downs.

Zhong Feifei nodded firmly, "Grandma, I will definitely be admitted to college. When the time comes, I will take grandma to the capital to settle down. From now on, I will provide for grandma until she retires and make them envious."

Zhong Feifei said confidently.

A smile appeared on Gu Ling's furrowed face. Zhong Feifei looked at Gu Ling, and she also smiled at this time.

Chen Yasu watched from the side without speaking. She was losing more and more status in this family.

In the past, her mother-in-law would hit her from time to time, but now her mother-in-law doesn't scold her, but basically ignores her. Chen Yasu wanted to go forward to find a sense of presence. She thought so in her head, but her heart did not do so.

Chen Yasu saw that her mother-in-law had killed her own son so severely, no matter how stupid she was, she knew that she could be more important than her mother-in-law's biological son.

Gu Ling looked at Chen Yasu who was sitting there dumbly. Gu Ling opened her mouth and shouted: "Chen Yasu, is dinner ready? Go and cook right away."

Gu Ling's words made Zhong Xuemin, who had been silent just now, seem to come alive. He also turned around and shouted at Chen Yasu.

Gu Ling slapped Zhong Xuemin on the face with her backhand, and instantly felt a lot better. No matter how bad Chen Yasu was, she was much better than Zhong Xuemin, a loser.

Chen Yasu still worked hard to support her family and send her daughter to school, but she was still cowardly and pedantic. Sometimes her brain was not very good, but what people fear most is contrast. Without contrast, there would be no harm.

Compared with Chen Yasu, Zhong Xuemin is far behind. If Gu Ling doesn't beat Zhong Xuemin, who will he beat?

Anyway, she still has to maintain the personality of the original owner, but she can't break down too much. The best way to vent the bad temper of the original owner is to find someone to beat her up, and that person is naturally the one she dislikes the most.

Now that Zhong Xuemin has been beaten, as long as it is not the kind that breaks his leg, he has become accustomed to not wanting to moan, because he found that as long as he moans, he will be beaten harder.

During dinner, Zhong Xuemin consciously took out the steamed buns from the bag and gnawed on them. Zhong Xuemin originally thought that if he was so obedient today, his mother would be kind enough to let him eat.

Zhong Xuemin struggled to swallow the dry steamed bun in his mouth, but Gu Ling was not kind enough to let him come to the table to eat.

Zhong Xuemin didn't dare to shout. The place where he was beaten yesterday was still aching.

Zhong Xuemin didn't want to knowingly do it again, so he reached into the bag again.

The plastic bag made a clattering sound. Gu Ling raised his eyes and saw Zhong Xuemin quietly reaching into the bag to rummage around.

Zhong Xuemin pinched the cold apple in his hand, and suddenly a hot sight passed through his back and went straight to his heart.

Zhong Xuemin suddenly panicked. He immediately turned around and saw that the person behind him looking at him with a murderous look was his mother Gu Ling.

Zhong Xuemin's hand shook.

Gu Ling stared at his hand, "Zhong Xuemin, I'm listening to your quibbles."

Gudong...

The sound of Zhong Xuemin swallowing saliva.

Zhong Xuemin immediately stretched out his hand, no longer caring about the apple he was thinking about.

"Mom, listen to my explanation."

"Well, I'm listening to your excuses."

Zhong Xuemin...

So his mother already thought from the bottom of her heart that everything he said was sophistry, so what was the point of asking him to explain.

Zhong Feifei...

Grandma is so handsome. She likes grandma like this, and she wants to be such a person in the future.

Chen Yasu...

Once your mother-in-law scolded Xuemin, you can't scold her again.

Gu Ling had no idea what the three people in her family were thinking. She yelled fiercely, "Zhong Xuemin, I'll give you one minute to quibble."

"Mom, if I say I didn't attack Apple on purpose, would you believe it?" Zhong Xuemin looked at Gu Ling dryly.

Gu Ling sneered, and immediately picked up the tool in his hand, tapping it up and down in his palm. Zhong Xuemin's heart also rose and fell with the tool in Gu Ling's hand, and his eyes kept turning.

"Of course I believe it. Even if you say that Apple attacked you first and it tempted you to get it, I believe it. After all, you are my biological son."

After Gu Ling said this, Zhong Xuemin happily rubbed the apple on his clothes twice and was about to put it to his mouth.

Gu Ling hit him on the back with a stick with deft hands and shouted angrily: "Zhong Xuemin, do you think your mother and I are retarded? I have discovered that if I give you some sunshine, you will be brilliant. If I give you some sea water, you will be brilliant." , you just flood, who allows you to touch anything other than steamed buns?"

Zhong Xuemin looked at Gu Ling in horror. He also looked at the apple that was shaking in his hand but was tightly held by him. He couldn't help but swallow again.

He hasn't eaten fruit for several days, and his stomach has never been full.

Zhong Xuemin tried to arouse Gu Ling's only motherly heart, "Mom, I'm hungry. I haven't had enough to eat these days, and I don't have warm clothes. I just want to eat an apple. Why did you hit me again and talk to me?" Entertain me.”

The three beasts of Gu Ling slapped him in the face.

"So, you still have any opinions?"

Zhong Xuemin covered his face and shook his head. How dare he have an opinion? Looking at his mother's eagerness, it was obvious that if he dared to have an opinion, then a layer of his skin would have to be peeled off.

"If you don't mind, just put it back for me. From now on, you will only have three buns a day, no matter how big or small, it depends on how much you get from begging every day."

"Only three steamed buns." Zhong Xuemin shouted, "Mom, didn't we have two steamed buns in one meal yesterday? Why did we suddenly reduce the amount? Mom, do you want to starve me to death?"

Gu Ling looked up and down Zhong Xuemin's physique and said calmly: "With your physique, it's not a problem to be hungry for ten days and a half. Besides, I didn't give you three buns a day. If you work harder, you can eat as much as you want." Yes, if I can really starve you to death, then I will order a better coffin for you in the future, bury you with dignity, and let your unfulfilled wishes come true after your death."

Gu Ling's heartbreaking words came one after another, and Zhong Xuemin didn't know which one to listen to and which one to feel sad about.

Zhong Xuemin put the apple aside and whispered, "I don't know what to do with it at home."

Gu Ling pushed the bag in front of Zhong Feifei.

"Feifei, you can take these to school to eat tomorrow." Gu Ling took out a few more cents from his pocket, counted them and handed them to Zhong Feifei, "This is your lunch money tomorrow."