Chapter 146 What are you thinking? Little brother, it's a legitimate casino.



Upon hearing this, Zhang Hehua couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up and asked with concern, "Then why didn't you hurry up and go look for them? They haven't come back for so many days. Could something have happened to them...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang's mother, who was sitting on the other side of the kang table, quickly got up and, with a nimbleness beyond her years, gave Zhang Hehua a hard slap on the back.

Zhang Hehua cried out in pain as she was hit, turning her head in confusion to look at her mother who had just been kind and gentle: "Mom, why did you hit me!"

Who would have thought that Zhang's mother had now shed all her kindness and gentleness, glaring at Zhang Hehua with gritted teeth and a face full of anger: "What nonsense are you spouting? Quickly slam your fist on the table and spit!"

Zhang Hehua also realized that what she had just said was unlucky, so she raised her right hand and slapped the kang table a few times, saying in a cooperative tone, "Pah, pah, pah, alright!"

After saying that, he looked at his mother cautiously, afraid that she was still angry.

Because she had brought some things today, Zhang's mother toned down her anger.

However, she still scolded him, "Hey, how old are you? Why do you still talk so without thinking!"

Be more careful in the future. I'm your own mother, but if it were your mother-in-law, she would definitely make a scene. You'll definitely suffer in your husband's family if you act like this!

Sigh, you should have come back and called our whole family when we divided the family property. All your sisters and sons-in-law should have come. With so many people, we could have scared them to death and prevented them from bullying us so badly.

You're just too timid and easy to talk to, making you vulnerable to being bullied! Has your mother-in-law been bullying you again these past few days?

As Zhang's mother spoke, her voice grew softer and softer. At first, her voice was very loud, and it could be heard from far away outside the door.

As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer, so she had to lean closer to her daughter to speak to her.

Her son, Yaozu, can't listen to these women's opinions; otherwise, he'll become petty and unimpressive.

Zhang's mother's words truly resonated with Zhang Hehua.

Before Zhang's mother could finish speaking, tears welled up in Zhang Hehua's eyes.

Zhang Hehua was beautiful, and Xiao Yijing had always loved her. At home and outside, it was either Aunt Xiao or himself, and he rarely let Zhang Hehua work in the fields.

So Zhang Hehua, in her early thirties, is still as fresh and beautiful as a lotus flower, just like her name suggests.

Logically speaking, this tearful pear blossom appearance should definitely be touching.

But that person definitely doesn't include Zhang's mother.

This is what she hates most.

He had no time to comfort his third daughter. He slammed his bark-like hand on the table, exclaiming forcefully, "Cry, cry, all you do is cry! What's wrong? Tell us! We're a big family here, are we going to just stand by and watch you get bullied?"

Zhang Hehua lowered her head and wiped away her tears, feeling her mother's protection and support.

Only then did she suppress her grievances, calm herself down, and sob as she said, "Granny Jindan, you're bullying me so much! Your heart is completely biased towards me!"

Then, unable to control her feelings of grievance, she lowered her head and cried.

Zhang's mother had a bad temper.

Seeing her daughter in such a state, she could only cry.

He slammed his fist on the table in anger again: "Just tell me! What happened? Are you trying to drive me crazy?!"

Zhang Hehua then told her parents about what had happened yesterday, embellishing the story.

Mr. Zhang, who had been smoking quietly and not saying much, stopped smoking as well.

He threw the pipe onto the table, his face falling, and declared decisively, "When your brother comes back, I'll take him and your brothers-in-law to find that old hag!"

Zhang Hehua thought of her brother again: What could this precious little darling do?

what?

He's playing mahjong!

In a small courtyard halfway up the mountain, a rustling sound could be heard coming from one of the houses.

In a mud-brick house, the windows and doors were covered with thick cloth curtains.

By the light of a few candles inside, one could clearly see the interior of the room.

Zhang Baozhu, who was being worried about by his family, was sitting cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed), his hands moving around the pile of mahjong tiles on the table with everyone else.

Then, they quickly arranged the tiles.

After four stacks of Great Wall were formed, the person next to him rolled the dice.

Then they take turns drawing cards in order.

Zhang Baozhu's eyes were bloodshot and his face was sallow.

His hands moved back and forth mechanically, but his tone was excited.

"Don't move, touch!"

"Put it there, and hold it!"

"Wait, I won! Pay up!"

Then everyone took money out of the pile of money in front of them.

Zhang Baozhu, with a greedy look on his face, raised his upper body, bent over, and carefully put away the money: "Brothers, thank you for your generosity!"

A completely ordinary-looking man next to him chuckled and said, "Well done, Brother Baozhu, you've finally mastered it! That's enough, let's go, we've been out for several days already!"

Zhang Baozhu, having carefully placed the money and rested his hand on the mahjong tiles, was about to shuffle them again when he said with a look of dissatisfaction at being interrupted, "Third Brother, let's play one more round, just one more!"

The man known as Third Brother collected the money in front of him, tidied it up, and put it in his pocket.

"That's enough, let's go. I'll bring you back in a few days!"

The other two people nearby chimed in, "That's right, Brother Baozhu, go back. Come back when you have time. We're all bored in these mountains. Come keep us company when you have time!"

"Alright then!" Zhang Baozhu reluctantly packed his things and left.

This third brother is a friend he recently met.

This person is loyal and values ​​friendship.

I was being robbed in an alley when this guy saved me.

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