There was an unpleasant incident at this birthday party. Finally, the birthday girl had no choice but to go upstairs and change into a new dress, and also changed into a set of emerald jewelry to match the new dress.
That set of emeralds is valuable. But everyone knows that my aunt still prefers rubies and prefers to wear red on such festive days.
Zhang Yansheng's grandmother's face looked ugly throughout the whole show.
Grandma endured it until the birthday party was over, and when she was about to get in the car in the courtyard, she exploded at Zhang Huan: "If you can't teach your son well, don't bring him out to embarrass me in the future!"
How could Zhang Huan dare to bring Zhang Shuocheng to the old lady at this time? He had already asked Liang Yingying to take Zhang Shuocheng and Zhang Heling to wait for him at the car. Now, the only ones in front of the old lady were Zhang Huan and Zhang Yansheng.
"Don't be angry." Zhang Yansheng gently stroked the old lady's arm and comforted her softly, "It's not worth getting angry."
The old lady felt a little better when she saw her granddaughter was so gentle and lovely. But when she looked at her son again, she felt displeased again and snorted.
Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Huan and said, "My dad doesn't care about that kid. He treats him like a little ancestor. Otherwise, how do you think that kid would dare to be so naughty?"
Grandma was furious and pointed at Zhang Huan and said, "It's the father's fault for raising a child but not educating him! If you can't manage him, let Yanyan do it!"
Zhang Huan's forehead was sweating, and he could only nod: "Okay, okay."
Zhang Yansheng said, "You're being ridiculous. How can I manage him? He won't listen to me. Should I beat him? We don't beat children in our family."
"You are the eldest daughter in this family. An eldest sister is like a mother. Of course you have the right to take care of your younger brothers and sisters." Grandma said coldly, "We don't beat children. That's for good kids like you and He He. As for naughty kids like Shuo Shuo, you need to beat them! Beat them hard! How old is he? How can you beat him? Did you learn all that Sanda for nothing?"
Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Huan and said, "I want to beat him to death every day. Will my dad let me?"
This child was spoiled by his own father. As for his mother who is not presentable enough, his grandmother doesn't count on her at all. She scowled, "You beat me if I tell you to. If your dad dares to disobey me, tell me and I'll beat him up! It's not like I haven't beaten him before!"
Zhang Huan could only smile awkwardly after his own mother revealed his true colors in front of his daughter.
He breathed a sigh of relief only after seeing his own daughter coaxing her mother into the car in a gentle voice. He coughed and said to Zhang Yansheng, "Let's go."
Zhang Yansheng glanced at him and walked towards his car in silence.
In the night, the daughter's eyes are exactly the same as her mother's back then. The way those eyes looked at him was the same way her mother looked at him in those last two years.
That was a look that showed that one no longer had any illusions about him and would no longer be disappointed.
Zhang Huan was stunned. The eldest daughter has been acting strange tonight. She seemed... too quiet.
In the past, wasn't it the way she should have been, yelling, being indignant, and even gritting her teeth? Why did he suddenly change his personality today? It was as if she was possessed by her mother.
On a hot summer night, Zhang Huan inexplicably felt a little cold. He quickly caught up with his daughter and headed towards his car.
As soon as they got in the car, Liang Yingying complained: "What a fuss! The child is just being naughty. Why are you, at your age, getting angry with a child?"
Zhang Huan spent the entire night with his mother and aunt, smiling but still getting scolded. He was already very angry. He immediately yelled, "Shut up!"
He turned around, pointed at Zhang Shuocheng's nose and cursed: "If you dare to bring this crap with you again when you go out, I will beat you to death!"
As he spoke, he leaned forward, snatched the water gun from Zhang Shuocheng's hand, and threw it out of the window.
"My gun! My gun!" Zhang Shuocheng burst into tears.
"Shut up!" Zhang Huan yelled at him, "If you cry again, I'll beat you to death!"
It was rare for Zhang Huan to be so angry with Zhang Shuocheng. Zhang Shuocheng was frightened and his howling turned into sobbing.
Liang Yingying was also scared, especially since Zhang Yansheng was sitting in the back row. She felt a little embarrassed and muttered quietly, "He didn't mean it..."
"Shut up!"
Zhang Yansheng just watched coldly the farce between the couple and father and son.
She knew that Zhang Huan was just trying to intimidate Zhang Shuocheng. Zhang Huan is a man who favors boys over girls. He has always wanted a son, otherwise he would not have married Liang Yingying home for Zhang Shuocheng.
She was stupid in the past. She regarded Liang Yingying as a mountain and had to jump up and raise her voice. As a result, she pushed Zhang Huan to Liang Yingying's side, which actually strengthened the couple's unity.
But how united can this couple be? Look, just a little thing exposed the truth.
Zhang Yansheng understood why Zhang Huan was angry.
Zhang Huan is not an only child. Although he has several independent companies under his name, the family's most core industries are in the hands of his biological mother. How well he scores in his biological mother's heart now determines how much power the old lady is willing to give him now, and also determines how much share he can get in the old lady's will in the future.
When he was fifteen years old, Zhang Yansheng had never thought about these things. But now Zhang Yansheng has already experienced some time in society and knows that money makes the world go round. Looking at such a strong old lady, he really wants to give her a thumbs up.
He raised his eyes and saw Liang Yingying.
Why does such a young Liang Yingying want to follow her father, a middle-aged man? Isn't it just for money?
It’s ridiculous that I used to think of her as a mountain. She was just a frivolous gold digger who didn't dare to say a word in front of Zhang Yansheng's grandmother.
When Zhang Yansheng thinks back on what he did in the past, he sighs that he really... put the cart before the horse and didn't know what was most important.
The woman sitting in the front row now felt light in her heart. The illusion of a "big mountain" was shattered.
Even her own father, when she thought of how cautious and flattering he was in front of her grandmother, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth and let out a sneer.
When he turned his eyes again, he saw Zhang Heling beside him.
Zhang Heling was sitting in the middle of the back row. His little face turned pale with fright and he didn't know whether to cry or not. But no one in the car paid any attention to her.
He is neither the first child, bearing the joy of being a father for the first time, nor is he a male, bearing the expectation of carrying on the family line. Being stuck in the middle, being a girl and having a mother who relied on her son to get to the top, she was destined to be the poor little girl who was ignored by everyone.
As if sensing his gaze, Zhang Heling suddenly turned his head and looked at her. There seemed to be tears in her eyes, but she bit her lips timidly, not daring to annoy the adults.
The two girls' eyes met.
Zhang Yansheng clearly felt the expectation in the little girl's eyes.
Zhang Yansheng was puzzled. When the mother and her two children came in, she was so angry that she pushed Zhang Heling to the ground. Logically speaking, Zhang Heling should be afraid that she would hate her.
But since this little girl came into this family, she always follows her around, always wanting to be her follower.
She had yelled at her several times early on. The little girl was just timid, with a puffy little face and a mouth that was neither flat nor crying. Later, Zhang Yansheng was at a loss and stopped yelling at her. He just ignored her and pretended she didn't exist.
But I never thought that when she died, this girl would be the one crying the most sadly.
The expectation in those big tearful eyes is very stressful. Zhang Yansheng looked away.
Zhang Heling approached her cautiously. The small body touched Zhang Yansheng's arm.
Zhang Yansheng froze and turned his head to the window to escape.
Children have very sharp intuition. In fact, their minds are not as complicated as adults, and they often follow their intuition.
Although her sister's body was stiff, she did not push her away, nor did she glare at her impatiently or threaten her. Compared to before, it is more than a hundred times gentler.
Zhang Heling became bolder and leaned his whole body towards Zhang Yansheng, and actually... leaned on Zhang Yansheng.
Zhang Yansheng froze for a moment. But he felt that the small body next to him was like some small animal, and he could smell a faint fragrance from her. That's the smell of children's skin cream. It's not as fragrant as adult women's skin care products, but... it's very relaxing and smells good.
But my arms suddenly became wet.
…
Did the tears that were about to fall finally fall?
Zhang Yansheng looked at the night view outside the window in silence for a moment, then pulled out a tissue and stuffed it over.
Zhang Heling picked up the tissue in surprise and looked at Zhang Yansheng. The elder sister looked straight ahead, without looking to the side.
Zhang Heling suddenly smiled, wiped his tears, and blew his nose.
Crying and laughing all the time, children are really annoying, Zhang Yansheng thought.
When he returned home, Zhang Huan was still angry.
"Lock up his game consoles!" he ordered Liang Yingying, and then pointed at Zhang Shuocheng's nose and scolded, "Study hard with your family this summer! Look at your lousy grades last semester! And you, stop shopping and playing mahjong all day, pay attention to the children's studies! The children are yours, not the nanny's!"
In the end, the scolding turned back to Liang Yingying.
Liang Yingying was upset because she lost face in front of her stepdaughter. But she depends on men for her livelihood, so she knows when to act like a spoiled child or even throw a tantrum, and when to keep a low profile. She responded obediently, "I know, I know, let's talk about it in the room."
Zhang Shuocheng hid behind Liang Yingying. It was the first time he saw his father lose his temper. His mother did not open her arms to protect him, so he became scared. Although he was not convinced, he did not dare to say a word.
Zhang Yansheng had only been reborn for half a day, but she saw the couple who used to stand in front of her fall apart, which was very boring. She didn't bother to look at them any longer and turned around and walked upstairs.
When Zhang Heling saw her sister going upstairs, she immediately followed her like a little tail: "Sister, wait for me."
The two sisters' bedrooms are on the second floor, next to each other.
Zhang Yansheng walked with big strides, and Zhang Heling chased him at a trot, and finally caught up with her.
"Sister." Zhang Yansheng's attitude tonight was very different from before. Zhang Heling, a little guy, took the opportunity to stick to him, "Sister, are you going to sleep now? Well, good night!"
Zhang Yansheng just walked to the door of his bedroom and opened it.
She stopped and finally turned around and glared at Zhang Heling, unable to bear it any longer.
Zhang Heling blinked his big black eyes.
"Zhang Heling!" Zhang Yansheng asked with a serious face, "Why do you follow me all day long?"
"Because..." Zhang Heling answered seriously, "I am your sister?"
Zhang Yansheng: “…”
Zhang Yansheng hugged his arms and asked the little girl, "Do you still remember your childhood?"
Zhang Heling: "Ah?"
"Do you remember what happened when you first came to my house?"
"Emmm...I don't quite remember..."
"Forget it." Zhang Yansheng turned around and went back to his room.
It was rare for her sister to take the initiative to talk to her, and she was so calm. Zhang Heling hurriedly grabbed Zhang Yansheng's skirt and said, "Remember, remember!"
"You remember nothing. You were only four years old at that time!" Zhang Yansheng cursed.
Although the fifteen-year-old Zhang Yansheng often shouted loudly at home, his momentum was far less than that of the twenty-one-year-old Zhang Yansheng who had already been in society. At this moment, Zhang Yansheng's voice was not loud, but his momentum was much more fierce than before.
Zhang Heling flinched.
Zhang Yansheng stared at her, and using his height advantage, he asked condescendingly, "What do you remember?"
This is a difficult question to answer. Aren’t all our childhood memories scattered and fragmented? Zhang Heling was a little confused. He had no idea what Zhang Yansheng actually wanted to ask, and of course he couldn't answer.
Zhang Yansheng asked, "The first day you and your mother came here, I pushed you down. Do you remember that?"
Zhang Heling suddenly realized: "Oh! That one, I remember!"
"Really remember?"
"Yeah! It's in the living room on the first floor, right? My back hit the corner of the sofa."
The tiny little person at that time could actually remember it.
Zhang Yansheng said, "I thought you had forgotten. If you remember, why do you keep chasing me? Don't you hate me? Aren't you afraid of me?"
“I was a little scared…” The pink and tender little girl scratched her face and looked up and said, “But, although your voice was very loud and a little scary at the time, what I remember most clearly is that you…kept crying…”
The sister I met for the first time in my life had a very loud voice and sounded fierce and a little scary.
But her eyes kept shedding tears.
Her mother died.
Just after death, my own mother wants to become someone else's mother. Zhang Heling felt that if he were in the same situation, he would also be very angry and sad.
She just couldn't hate this fierce sister.
The little girl doesn't have that many thoughts, she says what she thinks.
The big black eyes are clearly black and white, with a clarity that is even clearer than the clearest spring in the world. This clarity is called innocence.
Zhang Yansheng stared at the little girl, reached out and slammed the door.
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