Zhao Lei was very puzzled. "My parents are not lazy people. My dad's salary alone is enough to support our family of five, and he also has to give living expenses to grandpa and others."
"I haven't thought about taking shortcuts. Why don't Zhao Liang and Zhao Jianguo want to work hard?" Zhao Lei looked puzzled and confused.
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with us." Having said what needs to be said, go down and have a rest.
Wow, Hao Jie exclaimed, "As expected of Zhao Lei, he speaks so straightforwardly."
Ding Bo and the others didn't say anything, but their attitude could be known from their cheerful laughter.
Zhao Qiang was very angry. Before, the two wives often used the term "giant man" to describe Zhao Liang as a gigolo. But now their own son did not learn his lesson and wanted to be like him. This made Zhao Qiang very angry.
"You, you unfilial son, you really want to piss me off to death." Zhao Qiang was so angry that he started hitting Zhao Jianguo.
Hearing Zhao Jianguo's cries, Zhao Lei was not surprised, "Today Zhao Qiang feels embarrassed."
"The most important thing is that he can no longer say that Zhao Liang is a gigolo."
Thinking of this, Zhao Qiang was furious. He originally thought that he could suppress the second son, but it was because his own son was so disappointing that he lost face.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his strength increased a lot. Zhao Jianguo had never been beaten since he was a child. He always saw Zhao Qiang beating his younger brothers and sisters.
Every time he saw his father beating someone, he would cheer on the side. Unexpectedly, his twins would also cheer on the side when they saw him being beaten, and cheer in various ways.
Zhao Jianguo already felt humiliated, and now it was even more embarrassing, as the force of the beating was even greater.
This made Zhang Cuiying anxious, after all, he was her eldest grandson.
Zhao Liang felt very happy when he saw Zhao Qiang educating Zhao Jianguo. Since he couldn't deal with Zhao Lei, he didn't believe that he couldn't deal with Zhao Qiang.
There is no need for him to take action. With Zhao Jianguo's brain, he is not even good enough.
Now is the beginning. As long as Zhao Jianguo has this idea in his mind, Zhao Liang will have a way to deal with them.
Humph, you dare to say that he is a gigolo, that he is a little bitch, and that he will never give them a good life.
Zhang Cuiying wanted Zhao Liang to step forward and dissuade her, "Mom, you know I am also innocent in this matter. Now my elder brother insists that it is my fault."
"If I go up to dissuade him, what will big brother think? Will he get even angrier?" Zhao Liang was helpless and just refused to go up to dissuade him.
Zhang Cuiying had no choice but to look to Zhao Tiezhu for help. The latter looked unhappy. It was okay for a son who was a gigolo.
But Zhao Jianguo, who was only a little boy, kept asking to learn from his second uncle, which irritated Zhao Tiezhu.
Zhao Liang's attempt to curry favor with the Zhou family this time really made it impossible for the old man to ignore it. Occasionally, when he went out to play chess with old friends, his old friends would bring up this matter.
Not to mention how the neighbors and friends around him pointed fingers at him.
Zhao Liang's problem has not been resolved yet, and Zhao Jianguo has caused trouble again. The old man absolutely supports Zhao Qiang's behavior of educating Zhao Jianguo.
"The responsibility of educating your grandson is the responsibility of Zhao Qiang and his wife. You don't want your eldest grandson to end up like Zhao Liang, do you?"
"Having one Zhao Liang in the family is enough." If another Zhao Liang appeared, the old man said he really couldn't bear it.
Zhao Tiezhu had already spoken, what else could Zhang Cuiying do? "Boss, hit me gently."
Zhao Qiang thought that his parents would speak out to stop him since they were staring at Zhao Jianguo, but who would have thought that he didn't even say a word, leaving him at a loss as to how to end the situation.
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