Following Jia Yuemei's reminder, Shen Mingzhu looked over and saw the brother and sister strolling on the lawn, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

She hadn't seen her son for some time and missed him very much.

Seeing the brother and sister walking arm in arm, Jia Yuemei teased, "After all, they grew up together as childhood sweethearts, so they have a good relationship. Ziheng is not your biological son anyway, so why not let them..."

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb, or have you eaten too much and damaged your brain?"

In public, Shen Mingzhu didn't give Jia Yuemei any face at all. Even if she was thick-skinned, she couldn't hold it in anymore.

"It was just a joke, why are you so angry?"

"Are you kidding? How can that be funny? If someone else made fun of your children, would you be able to laugh?"

"How can they be the same? Ziheng is not you..."

"Just shut up."

Shen Mingzhu's eyes were sharp, and Jia Yuemei had to swallow the word "biological child" back into her throat.

Du Juan heard the noise and came over, took Jia Yuemei away, and the matter came to an end.

"What did I say wrong? Did she have to turn her face away from me in public? Those two siblings have been inseparable since they were young, like they were wearing a pair of crotchless pants. Anyone who saw them would not grumble. Isn't it because she spoiled herself and doesn't allow anyone to say anything?"

After leaving the crowd, Jia Yuemei couldn't help crying and complaining to Du Juan about her grievances.

Seeing that Jia Yuemei still hadn't realized her inappropriateness, Du Juan couldn't help but get angry: "Guoguo is just a little old, what does she know? If outsiders heard what you said today, how would they view her and Ziheng?"

"Is there any aunt like you? You're throwing dirty water on your own niece. Mingzhu didn't slap you in the face, which is already giving you face. Go find a place where no one is around and think about it carefully!"

Suppressed by Du Juan's identity as her sister-in-law, Jia Yuemei did not dare to talk back.

But as soon as Du Juan left, she revealed her true colors and said, "You lackey, what's so great about you? My tongue is on my body, I can say whatever I want, what's it to you?"

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

"Something happened to my second sister-in-law."

Shen Mingzhu and Shen Hongmei were leading the bride to toast when Du Juan suddenly came to her and told her that Jia Yuemei was injured.

The wedding banquet was of very high standard, with waiters at each seat to serve food to the guests.

Jia Yuemei was unlucky. There was half a broken needle in the braised pork she ate, which pricked her tongue.

"…The person has been sent to the hospital. It should be fine. Just stop the bleeding and take some anti-inflammatory medicine."

Shen Mingzhu didn't take this matter to heart.

It was not until the evening that Shen Xiangnan called from the hospital, saying that Jia Yuemei's vocal cords were damaged.

It turned out that when Jia Yuemei went to the hospital to treat her tongue injury, she was diagnosed with tonsil stones.

I thought since I was already here, I might as well have the stones removed. It’s just a minor operation anyway.

Who would have thought that such a minor operation would lead to an accident and injure Jia Yuemei's vocal cords.

The injury was not serious and would heal after a period of rest. The hospital promised to bear all the treatment costs and give an additional compensation of 20,000 yuan.

Jia Yuemei happily accepted the settlement and even felt that she had made a good deal.

…

After a day of chaos, the wedding ended successfully with the congratulations of all the guests.

…

At one o'clock in the morning, Pei Ziheng, who had just finished a conference call, was about to wash up and rest when there was a knock on the door.

"What's up?"

Seeing Zhao Yun outside the door, he subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

"I couldn't sleep, so I guessed you weren't asleep either. Sure enough, I guessed right."

As they were talking, people had already squeezed in through the door.

His dark eyes paused for two seconds on the red wine in Zhao Yun's hand. Pei Ziheng closed the door silently and sneered in a slightly tired low voice:

"I've finished all the work I need to do. I'm here to keep you company, so you won't feel lonely. Isn't that a good idea, brother?"

"Go away, I don't need it."

"Don't be like that."

Zhao Yun put the red wine on the center island with a smile, turned around to look at Pei Ziheng with a cold and distant look, and couldn't help scratching his head.

"Well, actually I couldn't sleep, so I came to talk to you."

"You have finally gotten the beauty you wished for, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied, it's that I'm too happy. I'm so happy that I can't sleep."

Zhao Yun opened the red wine, found two glasses and poured them in, then he and Pei Ziheng drank and chatted on the balcony.

"Ziheng, I have achieved all my life's dreams. I became an NBA player, married Jingshu, and have a good brother like you. I feel like I have no regrets even when I die."

After waiting for a long time without getting a response, he turned his head to look at Pei Ziheng on the other side of the balcony.

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The man was wearing black clothes and black pants. His overly delicate profile was hidden in the dark night, and his pair of black eyes like cold stars flashed with cold light.

Although the two grew up together and have known each other for more than ten years, Zhao Yun felt that he had never seen through his brother's mind.

"What about you, Ziheng, has your dream come true?"

"Um."

“I don’t even know what your dream is.”

"You don't need to know."

"I told you everything about me, but you told me nothing. Are we still brothers?"

Pei Ziheng glanced at him and said slowly, "I'm doing this for your own good."

"What do you mean?"

"Your brain capacity is limited. If you know too much, you will become stupid."

“…”

What a high-level curse.

There is a saying that goes, no matter how many times my brothers abuse me, I will still treat them like my first love.

Therefore, even though he was attacked by Pei Ziheng's venomous tongue and dimensionality reduction, Zhao Yun still expressed his wishes to Pei Ziheng seriously and sincerely: "In fact, I still have another wish. I want to see you get married and have children, build your own family, and be as happy as me."

Pei Ziheng was silent for a moment and replied: "You said four wishes, and I have already fulfilled two of them. The other two are redundant."

I have a family and I am happy.

This life is enough.

…

In the evening, the setting sun was like blood, and wisps of smoke rose from the roofs of every household in the village. Farmers who had worked all day carried their farm tools and went home.

Suddenly, a sudden and sharp shout broke the harmony and tranquility of the mountain village:

"I'm dying. You ate up all the meat in this big bowl! You're just like a lazy donkey all day long. You don't do any work but just eat. You gave birth to a bunch of money-losing things. The Yang family is so unlucky to have such a jinx like you..."

The sounds of beating and scolding, accompanied by the screams of women and the cries of children, echoed throughout the village.

The villagers in the mountain villages are used to this, and they talk about it with a chilling indifference:

"The Yang family is beating that lame daughter-in-law again."

"That lame guy is really lucky. He has survived the beatings for so many years."

"She gave birth to four money-losing babies in a row. Who wouldn't be angry? It's a good thing she wasn't beaten to death."

"I heard that the Yang family plans to send the eldest and second sons away to get some money to buy a new wife for Yang Fei." (End of this chapter)