Who is poor? [Rebirth]

"your wife!"

"Ji Zaisang, don't you want your mouth anymore?" Cheng Yanxia threatened coldly.

"Ahem! Then what, I'm talking about your car! That's right, it's your wife-like Madone." Mentioning this, Ji Zaisang angrily said, "You haven't said it yet, why are you willing to take it out?" gone."

"Otherwise I take it back?"

"Don't, don't, don't, don't! Don't! My dear brother!" Ji Zaisang's cry instantly overwhelmed the sound of the rain.

-

After searching all morning, Mingyu's clothes were half wet.He hurriedly found a place to change into dry clothes.

"Fortunately, I brought a spare, otherwise I would definitely catch a cold." Mingyu said to himself, standing under the door of someone's shop and looking at the big bubbles bulging from the rain outside.Like nobody wants.

"Hey, Brother Cheng, where are you looking!" Ji Zaisang excitedly pointed out the window, "It's Mingyu again."

Poor white and clean little girl, quite beautiful.

Pei Yu looked over.That's right, the artwork carved out of facial features is extremely beautiful just by looking at it, let alone combined.

The driver listened to them and slowed down a little.

"Brother Cheng, can you help me!"

"Hurry up, it's time to pass! It's time to pass!" Ji Zaisang booed.

"Stop." Cheng Yanxia crossed them, his tone extremely low.

Mingyu was staring at the rain screen in a daze.

After walking down a street, I have to think over and over again before I muster up the courage to ask a question.After a lot of continuous communication, it feels like internal friction, and I feel a little tired.

Tang Zhilan had been controlling her in her previous life, and she was the one who found a job after dropping out of high school.

The place of work is close to home, and I have to go home every day.With all the documents in her hand, it is difficult to go anywhere.Until her death, Mingyu only had himself and no friends in his world.

If he doesn't go to work, he doesn't even have that normal social interaction.

Therefore, communication and communication are difficult and scary for him.Afraid of being wrong, afraid of being annoyed.

"Mingyu! Mingyu! Come here!"

Mingyu was immersed in his own thoughts, when he suddenly heard the excited voice like Erha flicking his tongue, he raised his head to look for it in confusion.

"Come here!"

Seeing Ming Yu met his gaze, Ji Zaisang waved his hand into an afterimage, and almost flicked his tail.

Ji Zaisang?

Mingyu walked into the rain with an umbrella.

"Come up quickly and take you home."

Mingyu's eyes dimmed: "I..."

"Come on, the car can't stay for long."

The rear door, the tightly closed rear door suddenly opened.Mingyu took a deep breath. "Then, thank you."

Aunt just happened to ask him to go back for dinner.

Unexpectedly, when he got into the dark car door, Cheng Yanxia was looking sideways.

Mingyu's eyes suddenly brightened, looking at him seriously like twinkling stars, and his hands also embedded into the hands on his lap.

"Xia Xia!" It was clear and crisp because of excitement, and it sounded bubbly.

But suddenly he didn't know what to think of, Mingyu's expression changed, and he quickly looked away.

Cheng Yanxia ignored him, but kept looking forward.He didn't understand why he impulsively said the word "stop".

He was clearly warned yesterday.

Mingyu lowered his head to load the mushroom, and tightly held the umbrella in his hand with his fingers.Then, his eyes fell on Cheng Yanxia's shoes next to him, up to his calves.It seems a bit crowded.

"The legs are so long now." I didn't know how to say what I was thinking.

Ji Zaisang made a booing sound.Pei Yu was also beside him constantly tsk-tsk.

Mingyu only felt that Cheng Yanxia, ​​who was next to his thigh, tensed up a little more.He pursed his lips and clenched his toes in embarrassment.

"Mingyu, where are you going?"

Ji Sang passed a step at the right time, and Mingyu quickly caught it. "Go to the garden area."

"It's raining so hard, what are you doing outside the school?"

"Look, find a part-time job." Mingyu pinched his fingers with downcast eyes.There's nothing you can't say, maybe you can meet again after you find it.

"You are not too tired after such a heavy rain."

"It's okay, not tired."

In one ear was Ji Zaisang's chattering noise, and in the other was Ming Ting's soft and lifeless voice as he approached him.The ears are like riding a roller coaster, sometimes high and sometimes low, which makes Cheng Yanxia feel more and more uncomfortable.

In addition, the fragrance of laundry detergent on Mingyu's body was light and faint, but it kept drilling into his nose as if he had eyes.Cheng Yanxia couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.

Ji Zaisang smiled brightly ahead of him.Look, isn't this the two people who want to hug each other when they meet.

To say that there is no old love, he ate five roast chickens and legs in Sang Online.

Good-looking young couples, let's not mention how seductive they are.

Cheng Yan Xiaying stared at him with straight eyebrows:

Raise you blind!

Ji Zaisang replied with a polite smirk: Look, look, Brother Cheng is so happy.

Pei Yu silently turned his eyes away.This silly son!

-

When he arrived at his aunt's house, Mingyu hurried upstairs.The ends of his hair were wet on his forehead, like a puppy thrown into the rain.

"What are you doing here? Tell me about you, you still go out in such a heavy rain." My aunt hurriedly grabbed Ming's little arms and legs and brought him in.

Mingyu smiled shyly, glanced past Zhou Mo, and saw Tang Jifang who was lying on the sofa in the living room and playing with his mobile phone.

"Cousin." Mingyu said softly.

Tang Jifang looked surprised, then rolled his eyes and turned his head away, as if he saw something he couldn't see.

"Leave him alone, look that your clothes are all wet. Is there any change of clothes for you, or can I get them for you?" Zhou Mo pushed Mingyu's back and asked him to go back to his room first.

Mingyu hurriedly said: "Yes, I brought it with me, thank you, auntie."

"Heh, I just want to stay at my house forever." Tang Jifang didn't take his eyes off the phone, but what he said was full of disgust for Mingyu.Straightforward and unabashed.

Even if Mingyu wanted to get close to his uncle's family again, he still said that this was not his own home.

He pursed his lips and entered the room lightly.

The moment the door closed, Mingyu slumped his shoulders.

Young people are now in a rebellious period. According to my uncle, the relationship between Tang Jifang and his family is not harmonious.With him like this again, it's a bit messed up.

Tomorrow Sunday is already back to school.Mingyu sat on the edge of the bed and thought: It's time to go back to school.

"Ding-dong-"

The outside doorbell rang.Mingyu stood up instantly.Tang Jifang probably wouldn't open the door.

He opened the door and went out, and sure enough, he saw this cousin lying on the sofa in a relaxed and unrestrained manner.

The doorbell stopped, and then there was a knock on the door.It was more urgent than the raindrops outside, as if something urgent had happened.

Mingyu quickly opened the door, only to see Tang Zhilan's face.

"Snapped!"

With a loud bang, Ming Yu had no time to dodge, and was slapped hard against the porch.

-

"Okay, I'm so courageous, I dare to come to your uncle's place to fight the autumn wind!!" The sharp voice pierced the eardrums and resounded through the room.

The door slammed shut.

Mingyu was directly beaten.

There was a beeping sound in the ears, and the brain was dizzy.

Zhou Mo hurried out when she heard the voice, still holding on to the undried clothes: "Oh my god! Zhilan, what are you doing!"

Tang Jifang quickly got up and leaned against the entrance to watch the show with interest.

Mingyu was uncharacteristically quiet.

He stared blankly at the ground, covering his burning face with one hand.I didn't want to understand how Tang Zhilan found him.

The more pain on his face, the clearer Mingyu's mind became.

Judging from the way she looked just now, Tang Zhilan probably came here only after she knew she was here.

"Zhilan, why are you beating the child? Mingyu is already so old, he is much more sensible than our Tang Jifang."

"You slap me down, look, the child's face is swollen." Zhou Mo pulled Ming Chen up, his eyes full of distress.

Tang Zhilan looked at Mingyu with anger in his eyes. "Mingyu, you don't want to go back to your family. How dare you directly fight the autumn wind at your uncle's house!"

"Did you know that your uncle has to repay the mortgage, and he works alone to support the whole family!"

"It's good for you, come here without saying a word to eat and drink! How did I give birth to you so shameless!"

Listening to his aunt's output, Tang Jifang felt extremely happy.He looked at Mingyu's miserable appearance with a smile.

That's right, this is the only way to be worthy of that cousin who is better than himself in everything.

"Zhilan!" Zhou Mo was also angry, "Good boy, how could it be as bad as you said!"

"Hmph, it's not bad, do you know that he beat his father and escaped!" Tang Zhilan grabbed Ming Yu's arm, "Come, come home with me!"

"Since you are disobedient, then stay at home for me, so as not to cause trouble for me."

Mingyu listened to his mother, his own mother who kept slandering him.Eye contact, he shook Tang Zhilan's hand indifferently: "I don't, why can't I come to my own uncle's house!"

"When I hit my dad, he beat me to death first. If I fight back, I was wrong!"

"I won't go back, you go back by yourself!"

Mingyu took a few steps back in a hurry, and went directly into the bedroom to lock himself inside.

Zhou Mo watched Tang Zhilan grab the broom and was about to open the door, and grabbed it to block her.His face also darkened.

"Zhou Mo, this is my house, don't make trouble here!"

"I'll teach the children, don't make trouble!" Tang Zhilan's aura was even more serious, and the serious aura almost killed Mingyu before letting go.

"Okay, I don't care about you! You wait for Zhishu to come back! See if what he said about the child is right or wrong!"

"Also, he was the one who picked up the little one, he didn't come here on his own initiative! You can talk about it after you figure it out." Zhou Mo glared at her son who was watching the joke, and grabbed the broom and held it in her hands.

She also knew Tang Zhilan's mouth, once she spoke, it would be endless.

She listened to what Tang Zhishu said, so she waited for him to come back and say it.

When Tang Zhilan heard Tang Zhishu, the arrogance all over her body seemed to have been poured with a basin of water, and she immediately calmed down.

She sat down on the stool with an uncertain expression: "Okay, wait for him."

"Tang Jifang, come here and pour some water for your aunt!" After Zhou Mo finished speaking, she went to the bathroom to get a handkerchief, wrapped it in crushed ice, and brought it into the room where Mingyu slept.

-

In the evening, Tang Zhishu worked overtime and didn't get home until nine o'clock.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Tang Zhilan sitting at the dining table like a clay bodhisattva, and Zhou Mo sitting on the sofa, next to Mingyi who was doing homework.

"What's wrong?" Tang Zhishu asked gently.

When Tang Zhilan saw him, her arrogance flared up again in an instant.But after glancing at Tang Zhishu's unknown eyes, she took a deep breath and held back her words.

Zhou Mo was overjoyed, and told the truth.

After Mingyu only said hello, he started to write his homework again.It doesn't matter what it is, anyway, Tang Zhilan will only believe what she wants to believe.

Several adults were talking, Mingyu was immersed in his own world.

After seeing Tang Zhilan off with great difficulty, there was a noise around Mingyu, and he saw that it was his uncle who was sitting by the sofa.

"Uncle." Mingyu put down his pen, and saw that he seemed to have something to say to himself.

Even at home, Tang Zhishu still looks well-dressed.

He squeezed the space between his brows, and said softly: "Xiao Chen, you also know that your mother is a person with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. Sometimes she can't speak, but in fact she still cares about you."

Mingyu lowered his eyes and hummed lightly.

Did uncle think the same way?

Tang Zhishu saw that he was willing to listen, and there was a smile in his eyes. "Your mother already knows about your going to school."

Mingyu raised his head abruptly, with disbelief in his eyes.

But as soon as he came into contact with Tang Zhishu's eyes of disapproval from adults looking at children, he understood.

There is a high probability that his uncle said it.