Over time, she stopped causing trouble for herself.

From an outsider's perspective, she seemed helpless, but as a stepmother, her inability to get along well with her stepson was itself a problem of her ability.

Or maybe she didn't really take this matter seriously.

After the meal, Pei Yang and Zhao Dafa both drank a lot.

Shen Mingzhu first drove Zhao Dafa and his family back home, then turned back to the restaurant to pick up Pei Yang and his two sons.

Zhou Hui came into the room with warm honey water and woke up the drunk Zhao Dafa.

"Dafa, get up and drink some water before going to sleep."

Zhao Dafa slowly sat up from the bed, smiled at Zhou Hui with drunken eyes, said thank you, took the water and drank it slowly.

Zhou Hui knew that Zhao Dafa would be the most talkative person at this time, so she said, "Dafa, why don't we get the certificate? You see, we have been together for so many years."

Zhao Dafa tilted his head back and drank two sips of honey water before speaking, "Let me think about it."

Although I didn't agree, I didn't refuse either. I think there is hope for me to become a regular employee this time.

Zhou Hui suppressed her inner excitement, gently helped Zhao Dafa to bed, and then went to her daughter's room.

"Xiao Wen, behave yourself these two days, and don't make your Uncle Zhao unhappy. After your mother and your Uncle Zhao get the marriage certificate, your mother will buy you whatever you want in the future."

"Yes, I understand."

Liang Xiaowen has childish eyes and eyebrows, but her expression reveals a shrewdness and sophistication beyond her age.

Zhao Dafa woke up at three o'clock because he had to pee. When he got up to go to the bathroom, he heard shouting from his son's room. He stopped and remembered Zhou Hui's suggestion.

After going to the bathroom, he turned and pushed the door into his son's room.

Seeing that his son was playing games enthusiastically, Zhao Dafa did not disturb him. He closed the door and lay down on the bed.

After the fight, Zhao Yun saw Zhao Dafa sleeping soundly on his bed.

He wanted to wake Zhao Dafa up, but when he saw a half-broken wallet slipping out of Zhao Dafa's trouser pocket, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He tiptoed to the bedside, bent down and was about to take out his wallet when Zhao Dafa woke up.

She looked at him with a half-smile, "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Yun blinked his dark eyes and said, "I said I'll cover you with a blanket, do you believe me?"

"I don't trust you!"

Zhao Dafa cursed softly and sat up from the bed, "If you need money, ask me for it. Don't learn the habit of stealing from me, or I will break your legs."

Zhao Yun immediately stretched out his hand, "Then give me some money."

"Didn't I give it to you a few days ago?"

“I’ve spent all my money.”

"Two hundred dollars, and you spent it all in a few days? Are you a money-eater?"

"I bought gifts for my classmates."

"What gift costs two hundred yuan?"

"A Walkman. Last time it was my birthday, someone gave me a game card. Is it okay for me to bring a Walkman back to Taiwan? Didn't you teach me that men should not be stingy outside. It will make people look down on them."

Zhao Dafa was choked and stared blankly, "You haven't even grown all your hair yet, you're nothing but a shitty man."

While cursing, he took out his wallet and took out a fifty-dollar bill.

"That's all I have for this month. Take it easy, or there won't be any left after I spend them all."

Zhao Yun put the fifty yuan in his pocket and kept looking into his wallet. "Give me another fifty yuan. Two hundred and fifty is too low."

Zhao Dafa thought it made sense, but he only had one hundred dollars left in his wallet, so he asked Zhao Yun to return the fifty to him first.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm your only son. Aren't all the wealth you've earned mine? I'll spend it sooner or later. I'll spend it sooner or later. Why would I need to pay for the 150?"

Damn, that seems to make some sense.

Zhao Dafa threw out another old man’s head.

"roll."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Yun happily put the money in his pocket, picked up the game controller and prepared to continue playing, but was stopped by Zhao Dafa.

Zhao Yun focused his eyes on the TV screen. "You talk, I'm listening."

Zhao Dafa put his hands under his head and said, "If I get married to your Aunt Hui and let her be your mother, would you be willing?"

Zhao Yun paused, his face darkened, "What if I say I don't want to?"

Zhao Dafa sighed, "If you don't want to, I will tell her clearly earlier. I can't keep dragging her along like this."

"Come on, if she wanted to leave, she would have left long ago. She cries and makes a scene every time, and is as annoying as a piece of sticky candy that you can't get rid of!"

Zhao Dafa picked up a pillow and threw it at his back, "You can dislike her, but you can't say that about your elders. It's uncultured."

"I wasn't wrong!"

Zhao Yun threw the handle to the ground, stood up and left home angrily.

Zhao Dafa looked at the slammed door and rubbed his forehead in pain.

This work is organized and uploaded by Liujiu Book Bar~~

…

"Ziheng! Ziheng!"

Pei Ziheng had just coaxed his sister to sleep when he heard Zhao Yun howling at the top of his lungs outside. His delicate brows immediately furrowed.

He came to the terrace, made a gesture to Zhao Yun outside the courtyard gate to shut up, and then went downstairs leisurely.

As Pei Ziheng stepped out of the door, Zhao Yun grabbed his arm and said, "Let's go to the game hall to play games."

"No."

"I'm in a bad mood, you have to accompany me."

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yun told Pei Ziheng what Zhao Dafa had said to him in a depressed tone, "...Anyway, I don't agree with this marriage. If my dad really gets married to her, I won't go back. I'll move to your house."

Pei Ziheng said coldly: "You are dreaming."

Zhao Yun's eyes widened like copper bells, "Are we still brothers?"

Pei Ziheng looked behind him and said, "Let's talk somewhere else."

"I'll treat you to an ice bowl. Mr. Zhao gave me some pocket money."

Pei Ziheng is not interested in snacks from outside. When it comes to making snacks, his mother ranks second and no one ranks first.

However, he did not refuse and followed Zhao Yun to the ice cream shop. As they walked, he said to Zhao Yun: "Your father has poor taste. You can find a stepmother that suits your taste."

"I like your mom like that."

"roll!"

Pei Ziheng kicked him.

Zhao Yun smiled and patted the dust off his pants, not angry at all.

As a good brother, he knew very well that Shen Mingzhu, his stepmother, was a sacred figure who could not be violated in Pei Ziheng's mind.

If it were him, and someone wanted to snatch such a good stepmother from him, he would beat the shit out of that person.

Thinking about this, Zhao Yun couldn't help but sigh, "I would like to find a good stepmother, but where can I find one?"

"It's far away, yet it's right before your eyes."

Zhao Yun thought hard for a while, and suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. Your aunt? If my father marries your aunt, wouldn't we be even closer relatives?"

After he finished speaking, he was kicked by Pei Ziheng again.

Zhao Yun was puzzled, "Why did you kick me again? Didn't you say so?"

Pei Ziheng rolled his eyes at him in annoyance, "I didn't say she was my aunt."

"Who are you talking about? It can't be Aunt Hongmei, right?"

He always heard the adults around him privately discussing the fact that Shen Hongmei didn't want to get married.

Pei Ziheng glanced at him, "Why not?"

Zhao Yun was stunned at first, then shocked, "Fuck, are you kidding me?" (End of this chapter)