The Eldest Daughter was Reborn

The aunts were covering their mouths and laughing in the kitchen, and they didn't dare to make a loud noise.

"Mister's voice is about to roar from the phone. I brought her milk cereal and heard it really, telling her to go and change clothes."

"I brought the food and saw her upstairs dingy."

"Hey, Lao Wang, you followed her in from outside. Was she like this before?"

They all knew that Aunt Wang came in with Liang Yingying, and they were all curious.

Aunt Wang curled her mouth and said, "Don't mention it. When Hehe and Shuoshuo were both small before, I got it. I followed in to see that Miss Yanyan is such a big girl, and I wondered what she did. You have to converge. I don’t know if her husband leaves every morning, she does this every day, without any scruples."

Aunt Luo has been dissatisfied with this matter for a long time, and immediately said: "Isn't it? It's a long needle eye. When the former wife was there, she always dressed neatly at all times, even if she became too sick to walk. Wearing a wig should also be combed intact. She told me that she didn’t want her husband and children to see that they were languishing, especially to let Yanyan know that girls should always dress decently."

Aunt Wang also said: "This sounds like a mother. Alas, look at us..."

Thinking of Liang Yingying's **** appearance by the man just now, several people covered their mouths and laughed. This Miss Yan Yan has grown up. When she was young, Liang Yingying rubbed and disgusted her secretly, she didn't understand. Now she is beginning to understand things. From now on, it's not easy to bully.

Liang Yingying turned down the invitation for an unprecedented time and did not go out. She stayed at home and waited for Zhang Huan to return.

Zhang Shuocheng had already finished his homework in the morning, and he didn't care about Zhang Yansheng in the afternoon. At best, she cares about him not to allow him to commit crimes in the future, but how to care about him to make him a good-natured, hard-working and learn-able child? That is too much.

It's just that Zhang Shuocheng pestered Liang Yingying to take out the game console for him. Liang Yingying had just been scolded by Zhang Huan on the phone, and she was afraid that Zhang Yan would complain, so she refused to take it out to Zhang Shuocheng.

Zhang Shuocheng rolled around, and Liang Yingying was upset because of Zhang Huan's temper tantrum, which made him annoyed. She picked it up and hit her **** a few times. In Liang Yingying's cognition, of course her precious son could not be beaten unless It was she who beat it herself.

As a result, Zhang Heling relented and lent her latest game console to Zhang Shuocheng.

Zhang Shuocheng wanted to run to play after he got it. It happened that Zhang Yansheng was about to go out with his bag on his back, and ran into him. Zhang Yansheng drank on the spot: "Stop me!"

Zhang Shuocheng was so frightened that he did not dare to run again.

Zhang Heling hurriedly told Zhang Yansheng: "I took the initiative to lend it to Shuoshuo, and he didn't grab it this time."

Zhang Shuocheng also nodded vigorously: "I didn't grab it!"

Zhang Yansheng rolled his eyes and asked, "Did you say thank you to your sister?"

Zhang Shuocheng was taken aback and asked, "She is my sister, why should I say thank you to her?"

Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Heling, this stupid girl looked ignorant, and obviously didn't think that her brother should say thank you. Children’s education is taught by Zhang Huan and Liang Yingying. This is the result.

After catching up with such a pair of parents, Zhang Yansheng even felt that Zhang Shuo Chengdu was not so annoying.

"No matter who it is, even your biological parents, or the sister of a female compatriot, take care of your aunt, help your classmates or waiters in the restaurant, or even strangers on the street, anyone, you just need to If the other person has received help and care, they should all say thank you."

"It's true that she is your sister. But she has no obligation to give you her own game console. This is her thing, she has the right to call the shots. She just doesn't play it for you, and she doesn't owe you anything."

"But because she is your sister, she has feelings for you and can't bear to watch you cry, so she lent you her own."

"This is because she is kind to you, not because she owes you. You have to understand that your sister owes you nothing. She is kind to you, shouldn't you say thank you?"

Zhang Yansheng's tone was severe, and his brows were tight.

Under her coercion, neither of the children dared to speak. And what Zhang Yansheng said was right. Not to mention Zhang Shuocheng, even Zhang Heling could not refute it.

Both kids have a feeling of "it turns out to be this way".

Zhang Heling took a look at Zhang Shuocheng: "Quickly, say thank you to me!"

Zhang Shuocheng is a bit awkward, but when I think of it, both kindergarten teachers and elementary school teachers have also taught. It's just that when he said thank you to Zhang Heling, Liang Yingying nodded his head with a finger and said, "Thank you to your sister", and then said to Zhang Heling, "Why did my brother say thank you?"

Over time, the siblings got used to it. One is used to not being grateful, and the other is used to not being grateful.

Zhang Shuocheng was awkward for a moment. While Zhang Yansheng was watching, he still told Zhang Heling, "Thank you, sister."

Zhang Heling was very happy, found the feeling of being a sister, and said with a smile: "Thanks to me in the future!"

Seeing her tail curled up, Zhang Yan rolled his eyes, stretched out a finger to press her head, and asked: "If Zhang Shuocheng didn't come to grab it that day, but instead borrowed the game console from you, would you lend him? ?"

Zhang Heling said naturally: "Yes. He just tells me that I will borrow it. But when he came up, he snatched it from me, so I was angry and chased him and wanted to get it back."

Zhang Yansheng pressed the entire palm of Zhang Shuocheng's head: "Have you heard?"

This hand was so strong that it hurt his ass. Zhang Shuocheng knew the current affairs and said, "I heard it."

"Can you **** someone else's things in the future?"

"No." "Then what should I do when I want to use someone else's stuff?"

"Speak well to others."

The Great Demon King Zhang Yansheng finally let go of Zhang Shuocheng, who was like a small mushroom, and warned him: "Remember."

She tugged on the backpack strap and went downstairs to get out.

"Sister, why are you going?" Zhang Heling asked after catching up and lying on the stair railing. "Go and practice boxing." Zhang Yansheng said.

Zhang Heling asked: "Should you not have piano lessons this afternoon?"

Zhang Yansheng stopped, looked up at the top of the stairs, and asked, "How do you know?"

Zhang Heling puzzled: "You are at this time every week."

Eight or nine times, Zhang Huan is not clear about her course arrangements.

Since the death of her mother, Zhang Heling's course time has been arranged and coordinated by herself. It wasn't until high school that she started playing truant and suddenly opened the door to a new world. It turns out that even if she doesn't attend class on time, even if she skips school, even if she quit the courses her mother had arranged for her, no one would say her at all?

Because no one cares about her at all.

Zhang Yansheng said, "I dropped the piano lesson."

Zhang Heling was a little surprised: "Ah? Why did you withdraw?"

"I don't want to learn anymore."

"But, hasn't my sister been studying for many years?"

Zhang Yansheng smiled and said, "I don't like it."

She actually didn't like piano all the time, but her mother let her learn it, so she kept learning it. She still didn't like it when she was born again.

She certainly does not intend to waste her life, but she also has to make adjustments to her life. She has no mother for a long time, and no one will care about her anymore and make various arrangements for her. She has to plan her own life.

She raised her head and asked, "Do you like learning piano?"

Zhang Heling also learned all the talents she learned. In Liang Yingying's mind, these should be the standard equipment for rich women, and she arranged for Zhang Heling according to Zhang Yansheng's course.

But the arrangement is arranged, she is only responsible for paying the money. As for how Zhang Heling has learned, she actually doesn't care about it.

According to her own statement, she was worthy of finding such a rich father for the children and letting them cast a good baby.

Zhang Heling nodded and said: "Like it, I like piano very much."

After all, people are different from people, Zhang Heling loves piano by nature. Like it or not, I can’t force it.

But the piano lessons for the two of them are all given by the teacher at home. Zhang Yansheng had heard her in class before, and her teacher was only average, and found that this parent didn't pay attention to the child after class, bullying Zhang Heling was a child, and her attitude was very perfunctory.

After all, Liang Yingying found a teacher for Zhang Heling, she didn't put much effort into it, unlike Zhang Yansheng's mother who used to investigate, compare carefully, and accompany her in person.

"In this case, your teacher can't do it." Zhang Yan said in a deep voice, "I'll talk about it when I come back tonight. Let me see if my teacher has arranged it. If she has no time, I will ask her to come and teach you. Change yours. teacher."

"Really? Sister, you are so kind." Zhang Heling was surprised and happy, and said, "I told my mother that the teacher is not serious, and my mother doesn't believe me at all.

Whether the teacher is good or not, the students actually know something in their hearts. Zhang Heling said to Liang Yingying before, "My teacher seems not to be serious", Liang Yingying, without investigation and research, subjectively determined that Zhang Heling did not want to go to class, and deliberately said bad things about the teacher and wanted to change the teacher, so she scolded her instead.

Zhang Yan frowned slightly, and suddenly asked, "Have you ever told Dad?"

Zhang Heling shook his head: "No, what to tell Dad? He doesn't care."

Little child, it's a matter of course. It can be seen how Zhang Huan looks like a shopkeeper in the hearts of his children.

Zhang Yansheng said: "If something happens in the future, telling your mom doesn't work, go and tell your dad. He doesn't listen, you come and tell me, and we force him to listen."

Zhang Heling hesitated: "Then, okay? Dad should bother me, right?"

Zhang Yansheng sneered: "If you have a child but don't raise it, what kind of life will you have?"

My mother was sick when she was young, and she really didn't have the energy to take care of her. Zhang Yansheng took care of herself in an orderly manner. Zhang Huan often praised her as "Goose and geese are awesome, and I never let my father worry about it." Looking back now, how helpless my mother's eyes were at that time.

But when she was young, Liang Yingying's family of three hadn't appeared yet, and she loved her parents with all her heart. Sincerely, I really like to hear Zhang Huan compliment her like this, and strive to do better, not to cause trouble to Dad.

Thinking of it now, I just want to sneer.

It's really typical of widowed parenting.

"This is what he should have done. An adult who is in charge should not evade responsibility." Zhang Yansheng said, "I'll talk about it when I come back tonight."

She said, walking downstairs.

Zhang Heling lay on the railing and shouted: "Come back early, sister!"

Come back early, Yan Yan.

Zhang Yansheng paused in his footsteps.

When her mother was in poor health, she would go out to class, and her mother would also yell from the stairs. At that time, she was sitting in a wheelchair with a wig on her head, and the radiotherapy and chemotherapy seemed to take away her vitality.

After she left and Zhang Yansheng went out again, no one would greet her to "come back earlier."

Zhang Yansheng looked up, and the little girl was still lying on the railing and looking down at her. Seeing her looking up, she showed a blooming smile, sweet, and waved at her.

Zhang Yan said with an "um", turned his head downstairs and left.