Counterattack life dressed as a brother

Zhang Guyuan, who was making furniture, glanced suddenly, saw a familiar figure, and said happily, "Yangyang, why are you here?"

Zhang Jingyang looked at Zhang Guyuan who had a handsome face full of foolishness, he smiled helplessly, and raised the clothes in his hand, "Big fool, I brought you clothes, try to see if they fit."

clothing?Zhang Guyuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly wiped his hands on his clothes, stepped forward to take them, gestured to himself and said happily: "Yangyang, did you do it? The needle angle is really good."

Zhang Jingyang twitched his mouth when he heard it, "I didn't do it."

Zhang Guyuan hugged his clothes and started to giggle, he didn't believe what Zhang Jingyang said, thinking that he was just shy, but he didn't realize until a long time later that he was really not shy, but the clothes were really not made by him.

When Zhang Jingyang saw that the person in front of him was not a fool but was a fool, he cut his head in disgust and was about to leave.

What a shame, isn't it just a piece of clothing?Damn, I will never be happy in my life.

The moment Zhang Jingyang turned around, Zhang Guyuan caught sight of it, and quickly grabbed his arm reflexively, pulling off the sleeve of his clothes without noticing for a moment. Looking back at Zhang Guyuan with half a smile but not a smile: "Yuanzi, do you have to pay me for a piece of clothing?"

"Huh? What?"

"Pay for the clothes." Zhang Jingyang gritted his teeth and said helplessly.How the hell did he meet this idiot?

After hearing it clearly, Zhang Guyuan scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile, "Hey, Yangyang, why don't you wait at my house first, and I'll go to town to buy it for you now."

"Idiot." After Zhang Jingyang finished speaking, he took off his sleeves and left. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to resist bullying him again.

Seeing the figure going away, Zhang Guyuan's heart twitched, and the simple and honest smile on his face froze on his face. It took him a while to recover and buried his face in his clothes. His eyes were full of tenderness. When I talk to myself, my heart is full of expectations.

"Yangyang is back, the apples your father bought are on the table, you can wash and eat them later." Lin Xiuchun, who was feeding the chicken, said to Zhang Jingyang who had just entered the door.

"I know mother."

Zhang Jingyang, who took two apples from the house and came out to wash, asked his mother beside him, "Mother, why isn't dad at home again, and he went to the field again?"

"The food should be harvested right now, your father is playing the field right now."

play field.Zhang Jingyang searched in his own mind, and found out that playing field is to finish the wasteland grass in the village, and put the harvested rice there to dry and peel the bark.

Hearing that Zhang Jingyang didn't say a word, he quickly washed the apples and handed one to his mother. Lin Xiuchun refused to eat it at first, but Zhang Jingyang forced him to accept it, muttering: "Mother doesn't like to eat it the most." These things, your father only bought so few when he knew about them, just to let you eat them yourself, if you insist on giving me one, it’s in the way."

The current Zhang Jingyang is from a later generation and does not follow his mother's way, "It is filial piety for mother to eat, does it mean that mother does not think I am filial if she does not eat it?" He said and looked at her aggrieved.

That expression looked like he had been wronged so much, it made people feel distressed, his face was beautiful and innocent, but now his big eyes were full of mist, it was really irresistible.

Lin Xiuchun didn't complain anymore, and under the pressure of her son's gaze, she took a bite of the apple. She didn't know if it was something in her heart, but she felt that this apple was the sweetest one she had ever eaten in this life.