Zhang Chunxue replied calmly, "Clerk Song found her a job as a cleaner at the town hospital. She reported for duty at dawn."
"What?" Zhong Chengren was stunned for a moment, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
His cunning eyes widened as he looked Zhang Chunxue up and down, his tone filled with disbelief and speculation: "Song Xingzhi? Can he be so kind? Mom, he...he can't have other intentions, right?"
Zhang Chunxue was just about to open her mouth to explain a few words, to say how good Song Xingzhi was and how he was really helping her.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Chengren lowered his voice without waiting for her to speak, looking mysterious: "He couldn't be...looking at Zhou Mingli? After all, although Zhou Mingli has given birth to a child, her appearance is still one of the best in our village!"
"Bang!"
The warmth brought by Song Xingzhi and the anger towards her son in Zhang Chunxue's heart were completely ignited by Zhong Chengren's nonsense!
She was so angry that her chest heaved violently. She turned around abruptly and began to search in the corners again: "Where's my rolling pin? I have to loosen the skin for you today!"
When Zhong Chengren saw his mother's look, he was so scared that his soul almost flew away.
He jumped away and was three meters away from Zhang Chunxue. He raised his hand and slapped himself on the mouth twice.
"Mom! Mom! Calm down! Look at my stinky mouth! It's all nonsense! I'm just talking nonsense! Please don't take it seriously!"
The ingratiating smile on his face was uglier than crying.
Zhang Chunxue couldn't find a suitable target, and was so angry that he was gasping for breath. He pointed at Zhong Chengren's nose and cursed, "You are a bag of rotten pus in your stomach, not a good person, and you think everyone is as filthy as you!"
"Clerk Song is an upright man! He's our family's great benefactor! If you dare to speak nonsense and tarnish his reputation again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"
Zhong Chengren nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, I was right. I was wrong. I was a bad-mouthed person!"
"I... I just said that casually. After all... After all, everyone in the village said that Song Xingzhi was already over 30 and still not married. He must have... something wrong with him..."
The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and it was obvious that he knew what he said was unpleasant to hear.
"You still say that!" Zhang Chunxue glared at him, and the anger that had just been suppressed was spreading like wildfire again, and he was about to rush over again.
Zhong Chengren was startled and quickly changed the subject, pointing to the two people in the corner of the yard: "Mom, Mom! Don't be angry! Look at what happened with my eldest brother. It's okay if you are angry with him and his wife, but Hongqing is so pitiful!"
"That's your eldest grandson! These days, who doesn't cherish their grandchildren like the apple of their eye? It's only because you're so kindhearted that you value your granddaughter so much!"
His words were apparently an advice, but secretly contained a hint of contempt for Zhong Yuanyuan.
Zhang Chunxue's face turned cold instantly, as if covered with a layer of frost.
She spoke each word clearly, her voice low but powerful, hitting Zhong Chengren's heart: "That's also your daughter, your biological daughter, Zhong Yuanyuan."
Zhong Chengren felt uneasy when he saw her look. He wanted to say, "She's just a girl, how can she compare with a man?" But when the words came to his lips, he met Zhang Chunxue's cold gaze and swallowed them back.
He smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to say anything else.
Zhang Chunxue listened to Zhong Chengren's dry excuse, but her anger did not subside. Instead, her anger due to not finding the tricycle and her disappointment in her good-for-nothing son mixed together and became more and more intense.
She was too lazy to waste any more words with Zhong Chengren. It would be like talking to a cow no matter how much she talked to this bastard.
"Get out!" Zhang Chunxue turned her head sharply and pointed at the kitchen door. "Don't get in my way here! I still have to make lunch for Xiaoxiao and the kids!"
Zhong Chengren was holding Zhong Yuanyuan in his arms, and was frightened by his mother's sudden roar.
He grinned awkwardly, not daring to say anything more. He picked up the child and left the kitchen in shame.
As soon as she left Zhang Chunxue's sight, Zhong Yuanyuan in Zhong Chengren's arms seemed like a hot potato.
He looked down at the little girl, a hint of impatience flashing across his brows.
Zhong Chengren doesn't have the patience to take care of a child, especially a girl.
His eyes rolled, and he carried Zhong Yuanyuan towards Zhong Xiaoxiao's house in the yard, thinking of handing this small bag to his sister.
As soon as I walked to the middle of the yard, I saw Zhong Chengfa squatting under the eaves, scratching something on the ground with a small branch, while Zhong Hongqing was playing in the mud beside him. Both of them looked listless.
Zhong Chengfa's eyes were sharp. He caught a glimpse of Zhong Chengren carrying Zhong Yuanyuan over. The corners of his mouth immediately turned down, and he said in a sarcastic tone: "Hey, second brother, your daughter is really precious now!"
"Look at the way you hold it, it's like you're holding it dear. You can't bear to let go, right?"
"After all, you are the apple of my eye!"
Zhong Chengren heard the sting in his eldest brother's words, paused, and curled his lips: "She's just a little girl, I don't know why my mother cares about her so much."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Chengfa snorted coldly, stood up from the ground, and patted the dirt off his trouser legs.
"What's wrong with a little girl?" He squinted at Zhong Chengren. "In my heart, a little girl like you is much more precious than a fat boy like me!"
"If you treat Yuanyuan with more care, will your stepmother treat you badly?"
"Unlike me," Zhong Chengfa said, his voice full of resentment. "Mom doesn't like Hongjuan, and Hongqing has become a thorn in her side. As a father, I've naturally become redundant!"
Zhong Chengren frowned, tightened his grip around Zhong Yuanyuan, and casually said, "Brother, Mom was just angry. Hongqing is her grandson after all, how could she not love him?"
"Angry words?" Zhong Chengfa looked as if he had just heard a ridiculous joke. "She didn't say that when she kicked Hongqing out! And she definitely didn't say that when she asked me to write a divorce letter to Hongjuan!"
"No matter what my son is, he's still the eldest grandson of the Zhong family! And now, he's not even as well-liked as the baby in your arms!"
His tone became sarcastic again: "After all, it's better to have a daughter. You haven't even grown up yet, and you're enjoying the benefits."
Zhong Chengren only now began to understand the flavor.
After all this fuss, Zhong Chengfa was turned down by the old lady, and now she is taking her anger out on him!
Zhong Chengren is not a soft persimmon that can be bullied by anyone.
The corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a sly smile, and his eyes turned hostile: "Then who made your son so disappointing? He's not even as good as a breastfeeding girl!"
His tone was even more sinister than Zhong Chengfa's: "What's the point of having a boy? In the end, he'll still be useless!"
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