"Why are you looking at me like that? Didn't you know she was like this at the time?"

Zhang Xiangnan felt a little guilty when his son looked at him.

"It's impossible to help a rotten person. When she insisted on marrying that scoundrel, we should have taken the initiative to break off relations. Then we wouldn't have had so many troubles later."

The old man sighed and said that his family was in misfortune.

"It's not too late to cut off the relationship now. After all, it's my own child. I can't be sure that he is hopeless. Who can really bear to give up on him?

Second brother, if she really comes tomorrow, you must not be soft-hearted, otherwise you will be sorry for your wife and children."

She didn't know about it before, but now that she knows that her little girl actually stood by and watched her seriously ill nephew, the old lady is still upset about it.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm not confused."

Zhang Xiangnan is not a fool. The heartache and guilt he feels towards his youngest son are enough to erase all his feelings for that troublemaker younger sister.

"Mom, how about I come over again tomorrow?"

Zhang Yue'e asked cautiously.

"What are you doing here? To plead for her? Stay out of this matter.

As the eldest child, you always like to worry about things and suffer losses. It would be good if your younger brothers and sisters had a conscience.

But Zhang Xiangdong and Zhang Yuejiao have broken our hearts, and we will never be able to forgive them in this life.

If you want to associate with them, that's a matter between you two brothers and sisters. I can't interfere. But you'd better not be a peacemaker. This matter is not negotiable."

Zhang Yuejiao basically raised the three younger brothers and sisters since they were young, so she naturally has a deep affection for them. The old lady gave her eldest daughter a heads-up in advance and told her not to get involved in this matter.

"Mom, I will definitely listen to you. I know how difficult our family has been in the past few years.

I'm coming over tomorrow because I'm afraid you two will be upset by Yue Jiao, so I want to come over and keep an eye on things."

Seeing that the old lady was so determined, Zhang Yue'e quickly started to explain.

"It's okay, if we get mad at her, it's because we still care about her.

Now we no longer care about her, how could we be angry?

Now your brother is back, your sister-in-law is filial, your nephew is doing well, your niece is obedient and sensible, and we old couple are in good health.

We have more food and meat than we can eat at home, and we're even building a new house. If anyone wants to get angry, they should get angry. Your father and I are so happy every day."

After saying that, the old lady began to tease the little granddaughter in her arms to prove that she had really let it go.

"Yu'e, your mother's idea is also mine. The storytelling is about to begin. Grandson, turn on the radio for grandpa."

The old couple have the same attitude. No matter how others treat them, it is over and the old couple does not envy them.

After all, the army acknowledged that his son was a traitor, and the commune also held a meeting.

There's a traitor in your own family, and you're not allowed to make a few sarcastic remarks about him?

Put yourself in their shoes. If there is a traitor in someone else's family, you should stay away from them.

But the fact that their own children were so heartless to them made them feel cold.

Seeing that his grandparents were so determined, Zhang Shuguang felt relieved.

If the old couple is hesitant, Zhang Shuguang will also have concerns about how to deal with it.

After turning on the radio, Zhang Shuguang washed the fruit and cut the watermelon, and the family gathered around the radio to listen to storytelling.

After dinner, the eldest aunt and her family went back. The old couple once again reminded their eldest daughter not to come tomorrow, as they could handle it themselves.

As Zhang Shuguang expected, the next morning, as soon as Zhang Shuguang brought back the food and vegetables, Zhang Yuejiao came to her mother's door crying.

"Dad, Mom, my son Liu Fuyang is sick and in the hospital and needs money urgently. Please help us for the sake of your grandson!"

As soon as she entered the door, Zhang Yuejiao fell to her knees in the yard with a thud.

The whole family was silent, just watching Zhang Yuejiao's performance quietly.

Zhang Qingchun sighed. Why didn't he realize before that his daughter was such a person without any bottom line?

She clearly wanted money to pay off that bastard's gambling debts, but she actually said her child was seriously ill. How could a mother be like that? She wasn't afraid that her words would come true.

Zhang Xiangnan felt even more disgusted as if she had eaten a fly. In the past, when Zhang Yuejiao asked her for money, it was either because her parents-in-law were sick, or because she didn't have enough milk and her child was crying from hunger. Anyway, she always had a reasonable reason.

This time, the eldest son happened to run into Liu Jinshui and directly exposed Zhang Yuejiao's lie. It was estimated that it was not true many times before.

He treats her as his sister, but his sister treats him as a scoundrel!

"Dad, Mom, and Second Brother, please say something! Fuyang is still waiting for medical expenses to save his life!"

Seeing that no one was moved, Zhang Yuejiao had no choice but to continue performing.

"Let's not talk about whether your son is really sick or not. Even if he is, why should we take the money?

How much money did your second brother give you in the past few years? I have never cared about it. I think that since you are my younger sister, it is my duty as a brother to treat you well.

But what did you say when my son was sick? How did your parents-in-law mock Dad?

My son's life is not a life? Why is your son more valuable than my son? "

The excuse Zhang Yuejiao gave instantly brought back Su Hong's bad memories.

"Wife, it's not worth getting angry for her. I won't give her a penny again."

Seeing his wife shaking with anger, Zhang Xiangnan wanted to slap himself in the face.

Fortunately, the youngest son survived. If something had happened to his son, Zhang Xiangnan would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

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