Zhuangzhuang looked out the window hesitantly: "Uncle, it's raining so hard, what should I do if my grandmother lets me in?"

Cheng Jiangnan said firmly: "You are just a child. Even if you are a stranger, she would not have the heart to let you get wet in the rain, not to mention that you are her great-grandson."

He knew that the child adopted by Grandma Zhang was an orphan, but was it because she felt sorry for him? Zhuangzhuang was much older than the child, and he didn't believe that Grandma Zhang would have the heart to throw him out.

In fact, there was no need to bring Grandma Zhang back. Cheng Jiangnan's goal was those valuable calligraphy and paintings. The Cheng family needed capital to make a comeback, and those calligraphy and paintings were his hope.

Grandma Zhang has no flesh and blood. Her own father Cheng Zeming is the only child she has raised for more than ten years. No matter from which perspective, these calligraphy and paintings should be left to the Cheng family in the future. Of course, they can also be left to the child named Nianpeng?

The rain was getting heavier. Grandma Zhang was sitting on a stool in the room making scallion pancakes. She remembered that Yunshu ate some and Nianpeng liked them very much. She was just bored and wanted to make some more and send them to Yunshu later.

There was someone knocking on the door outside. The rain was so loud that Grandma Zhang couldn't hear it clearly at first, because Nian Peng should not have come back at this time.

After a few seconds, the knock on the door got louder, and she heard a child's voice, with a hint of tears in it: "Open the door, open the door for me..."

Nian Peng came back early?

The hand that made the pancake paused, and Grandma Zhang looked at the time. She could hear the child crying clearly. She was nervous that Nian Peng had fallen on the road. Without thinking, she immediately opened the door: "Nian Peng?"

There was a wet child standing outside, but it was not Nian Peng, but Zhuangzhuang who came home two days ago, Cheng Zhaohui's son...

He was soaked all over. When he saw Zhang open the door, he immediately squeezed in and threw himself on Grandma Zhang: "Grandma!"

Granny Zhang moved aside and asked, "Where's your mother?"

Zhuangzhuang remembered what Cheng Jiangnan said, and immediately burst into tears: "Grandma, please save Dad. Only you can save him now! You are Dad's grandmother. You can't put Dad in jail. You can't let Zhuangzhuang be without a father..."

The seven-year-old boy looked quite pitiful when he cried, and he was much younger than Nian Peng. Elderly people of this age were very soft-hearted, and Grandma Zhang herself was a kind-hearted old lady.

Therefore, Cheng Jiangnan was confident that his self-torture tactic was effective.

But Grandma Zhang just took a dry towel from the washbasin rack and gave it to him: "I don't know your father, but I don't have the ability to save him. If your family is outside, go back quickly."

Zhuangzhuang grabbed her dry hand and let go: "Grandma, come back to Beijing with us! You have a lot of calligraphy and paintings, they will be given to us sooner or later, can you give them to my second uncle now, he can use them to save Dad!"

Great-grandmother is old and will die sooner or later. Will everything she leaves behind belong to the Cheng family?

Grandma Zhang curled her lips. It turned out that the Cheng family was greedy and selfish in their bones. Fortunately, she woke up in time and left Jingbei. Otherwise, she would have wasted her whole life in the Cheng family.

Zhuangzhuang saw that she was talking and thought she agreed, so he said with more confidence: "Grandma, you can take that kid with you when you go to Jingbei. He is a member of our Cheng family, so we are raising him!"

Grandma Zhang's expression turned cold: "I am a member of the Cheng family. I don't need you to raise my own grandson."

Zhuangzhuang is the only son of Cheng Zhaohui. He was spoiled since childhood. Now he can speak properly and calls her "grandma" all the time. It was only because of Cheng Jiangnan's teaching that he could call her that. In his eyes, if it was Grandma Zhang who could save his father, she would be an old woman.

Seeing that Grandma Zhang agreed, he took out the set from home, rolled on the ground and started to throw a tantrum: "I don't care, I don't care, I won't let you raise someone else's child! Your things can only be left to us, let that kid go away, he can go to Jingbei..."

He was fat and had a shrill voice, and his crying mixed with the sound of the rain outside, making people's heads hurt.

Granny Zhang went up to him and pulled him: "Go ahead and cry!"

The Cheng family is really finished, each generation is the same as the previous one!

But Zhuangzhuang was as his name suggested, a fat man, weighing more than 10 kilograms less than Grandma Zhang. He rolled on the ground and threw a tantrum. Grandma Zhang did not try to pull him away, but was hit by his strength, and her thin body took several steps back.

Fortunately, the table stopped her from falling. At her age, her bones are brittle and if she fell straight down, the consequences would be disastrous.

No matter whether the children in the tube-shaped buildings are naughty or quiet, they are not spoiled. Anyone who dares to roll on the ground will be beaten with the soles of the shoes. Even a troublemaker like Lin Xiaohu is very polite to the elderly.

Needless to say, Nian Peng is too sensible. He always rushes to do any work and rarely even cries...

Grandma Zhang held her waist and stood in front of the table, frowning in pain, but Zhuangzhuang didn't care at all, and kept shouting: "Give me calligraphy and painting, give me calligraphy and painting, then I will get up!"

"How dare you bully my great grandmother!"

A crisp child's voice rang out, and before Grandma Zhang could stop him, Nian Peng, who had just returned from school, rushed in with his schoolbag on his back!

He is a little older than Zhuangzhuang, and because he was poorly nourished when he was young, he is shorter than his peers. However, he is not afraid or scared at all. He directly rides on Zhuangzhuang who is still throwing a tantrum and hits him in the face with his fist: "I'll let you bully my grandmother, you are a bad boy, a bad boy!"

Zhuangzhuang was punched by him and his crying voice changed. He had been spoiled at home all his life, and even his mother had never been willing to hit him, but this bastard actually dared to do it!

"You dare to hit me, you unloved bastard!" Zhuangzhuang was old and strong, and he turned over and pressed Nian Peng under him.

The two boys were fighting fiercely. Grandma Zhang was hit and her waist was still hurting, so she went to separate them: "Nian Peng!"

While fighting, Nian Peng also paid attention to Grandma Zhang's movements. He bit his tongue tightly, grabbed Zhuangzhuang's hair, and rushed forward with the intention of killing a thousand enemies but injuring a hundred of his own.

Even so, she still cried out: "Grandma, come over here, I can take care of him! You sit on the bed and wait, Aunt Yunshu said, please protect you!"

Even though there was a huge disparity in strength, this careless treatment had made Zhuang Zhuang timid...