"Sister." Zhang Min only said two words.
But these two words are firm.
Because in Zhang Min's eyes, his sister is just his sister. He won't change his attitude just because his father questions him. He won't just give her a random name. Zhang Min has never been that kind of person. How could he leave such a lovely sister alone?
"Sister?" Zhang Er suddenly felt that Zhang Min was ridiculous. "She is the daughter of Jiang Xiaorou and Shen Yancheng?"
That was indeed Zhang Min's sister.
"You treat her as your sister, but do you know what they think of you?" Zhang Er poked Zhang Min's chest with the painting in his hand. "Zhang Min, you are too naive. Do you really think you are important to them? Look at yourself, what kind of person are you? How do you look like them from head to toe?
You two are not on the same path at all. Do you really think they came here just to find you? Don't dream. They are not sincere at all. You are still Zhang Ming who can be thrown away at any time. Do you understand?
"Sister? I really think you are getting more and more ridiculous. Are you still thinking about something? Do you really want to go with them?"
Zhang Er's words were heartbreaking, and each one pierced Zhang Min's heart. Zhang Min had originally loved this sister, but now his father said that even his sister's appearance was a purpose.
What about Zhang Min's affection for his sister? Wasn't he being taken advantage of and still counting money for others, so silly and happy?
"No, no, it's not like that. It's not what you said." Zhang Min shook his head.
He felt that it was not what his father said. His sister's appearance was not deliberately arranged. His sister's kindness to him was genuine, not fake. The love that Zhang Min felt was also real, not fake.
"Zhang Min, don't be silly. In this world, I am the only one who is true to you. Everyone else is fake, do you understand? Don't associate with them anymore, and don't believe what they say, do you understand? Don't believe even a single word they say." Zhang Er stared at Zhang Min straightly, and tore up the painting in his hand bit by bit in front of Zhang Min.
"Don't you think this painting is hypocritical? You in the painting look like you and them are a family, but in fact, you are incompatible with them. Even if you are put together, you are still an outsider. Stop dreaming, Zhang Min, wake up." Zhang Er tore up the painting, tore it into pieces, and threw it on the ground.
"No—no. Don't tear it up." Zhang Min suddenly burst into tears.
He couldn't tell whether what his father said made sense or what he saw and felt was correct. But he knew that when his father tore up the painting, he felt particularly uncomfortable. Zhang Min's feelings at this moment were real. He really liked the painting his sister gave him.
The painting had been torn up, but Zhang Er didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt. Seeing Zhang Min so sad, he thought it was normal.
"It's just a painting, what's there to be sad about? Don't be fooled, they will be gone in two days, just hold on." Zhang Er turned around and prepared to go out for a walk. He had to keep an eye on Jiang Xiaorou and Shen Yancheng. Those two actually brought their own daughter into the village. They were quite capable!
Zhang Er was just a little relaxed today, and they immediately took advantage of the opportunity. Now he can't be careless anymore.
"Give the painting back to me, give it back to me." Zhang Min suddenly rushed over and hugged his father's legs.
Zhang Min felt so uncomfortable, it felt like there was a huge stone blocking his heart, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, unable to move up or down.
"It's already been torn off, why are you returning it? For a painting, don't you even listen to me? Zhang Min - are you stupid or have a broken brain?" Zhang Er looked at Zhang Min who was hugging his thighs. Why is this kid getting more and more ridiculous!
It seems that the girl has a great influence on Zhang Min!
"I want my painting, I want my painting, give me back my painting, give me back my painting." Zhang Min yelled.
He really liked Duoduo's paintings. Even when his father smashed his MP5, Zhang Min had never been so angry.
At this time.
Duoduo heard a sound in the yard. It was her brother crying. Duoduo ran over and saw her brother holding a middle-aged man's legs. She didn't know what he was doing. It wasn't until she saw the torn painting on the ground that she understood what was going on.
Duoduo also rushed over and hugged Zhang Er's other leg.
"You bad uncle, who told you to tear up the painting? Give my brother back the painting I gave him."
"Bad uncle, bad uncle."
“…”
Duoduo is so angry!
"Let me go, you little bastards! Do you hear me?" Zhang Er was also angry. His legs were held by the two children, and it was difficult for him to move.
"Give my brother's painting back to him."
"Why did you tear up my brother's painting? Why did you?"
"You are a bad uncle, a bad uncle."
Duoduo refused to let go no matter what. Not only did she not let go, she also bit the bad uncle's leg. Zhang Er felt his leg suddenly hurt. This little girl was quite strong.
"Let go, you hear me?"
"If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
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