novelraw Chapter 1109: It’s hard to be a good person
Chapter 1109: It’s hard to be a good person
Chapter 1109 It’s hard to be a good person
As the saying goes, three years old makes you look older, and seven years old makes you look older.
With Shen Zhilan's temperament, whoever pities her will be unlucky for the rest of their lives.
Shen Zhihuan originally wanted to persuade Shen Zhimei with a few words, but he swallowed the words as they reached his lips.
They are both adults. She understands the truth, but Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang don't understand it.
Shen Jianguo sighed and said no more.
He still doesn't know what kind of temper his little girl is.
It's been more than two years, and he still can't even say "dad".
Looking at the juicy little guy in his arms, Shen Jianguo's depressed mood immediately dissipated a lot.
After leaving the hospital, three generations of grandparents went to the department store again.
The little guy was not polite at all and took Shen Jianguo to browse all the counters selling cakes and stationery.
It was a rare opportunity for Shen Jianguo to take his grandson out, so he naturally responded to every request. As for the little guy's little fleshy fingers, Shen Jianguo asked the salesperson to wrap them up without saying a word.
This arrogant demeanor is really eye-catching.
"The rich are really rich, the poor are really poor."
The two salesmen at the counter next to each other looked at each other in understanding.
"It can only be said that people with the same fate have different fates!"
Although the department store is full of high-spending people, there are still very few people as arrogant as Shen Jianguo.
Crayons, paintbrushes, brushes, pencils…
Picture books, homework books, field calligraphy books, copybooks...
No matter whether he needs it or not, if the little guy dares to ask for it, Shen Jianguo will dare to buy it.
Shen Zhihuan went to the cooked food counter, and Xiao Zhang and Shen Jianguo's hands were full of things.
Looking at what they had in their hands, and then looking at the confused little guy, Shen Zhihuan was dumbfounded.
Has the little guy planned his after-school life for the next ten years?
And the pastries…
Are they planning to buy it back and open a snack shop?
Big summer…
Shen Zhihuan asked Xiao Zhang to turn the car around and returned to the hospital.
Xiao Zhang was also a man of few words. He put down the cakes, turned around and left without saying a word.
Looking at the pastries exuding the tempting aroma in front of her, Shen Zhimei's eyes turned red again.
Qian Xingwang's eyes also felt slightly warm.
Born to the same parents, why are they so different? !
Qian Xingwang couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Shen Zhilan's previous behavior.
"Mom, let's have less contact with the Yang family in the future!"
They regarded Shen Zhilan as their relatives, but others did not regard them as their relatives!
Shen Zhimei nodded lightly.
Regardless of Qian Xingwang, she and Shen Zhilan would never be able to go back to the past.
My mother always used to say that she was the older sister and had to take care of her younger siblings, and she had always done so.
In the past, in the countryside, whenever something happened at Shen Zhilan's family, she would always be the first to run.
When she arrived in the capital, she also tried her best to help her. Knowing that she had lost her job and was living in poverty, she would steam steamed steamed buns and send them to them from time to time.
Occasionally the family would eat meat, and she would not forget to bring them a bowl.
But what did you get in exchange...
Shen Zhimei looked at the red and swollen left side of her eldest daughter's face and couldn't control her tears anymore.
"Mom, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore." Seeing her mother crying, Daya forced out a smile.
Shen Zhimei cried even harder when she looked at her well-behaved and sensible eldest daughter.
As a mother, she felt guilty.
My daughter was beaten until her eardrum was perforated, but she couldn't do anything. If the little sister hadn't come forward to help Da Ya seek justice today, Shen Zhilan would have scolded the eldest daughter in an arrogant manner and frightened her family Yang Ming.
"Mom, please stop crying, I really don't feel any pain anymore." Da Ya was anxious.
"Mom, stop crying. Didn't the doctor say that Da Ya's eardrum perforation is not serious and it will heal on its own after a while." Qian Xingwang also advised.
"Yes, mother, don't worry." Daya also comforted her mother.
As everyone knows, the more sensible Da Ya behaves, the guiltier and sadder Shen Zhimei becomes.
Looking at his daughter-in-law who was crying so hard that she couldn't make a sound, Qian Xingwang looked confused.
Let him do hard work, let him talk nicely and coax people, but he is really not good at it.
"It's over. The dumplings at home won't be spoiled tomorrow!" Qian Xingwang slapped his thigh, trying to divert Shen Zhimei's attention.
really…
Shen Zhimei's cry stopped.
In such hot weather, the dumplings will definitely go bad tomorrow.
"Dad, why don't you go back and cook it! It's such a shame that so much meat and noodles are spoiled!" Da Ya frowned.
"Yes! Dad, why don't you go back and cook, and my mother and I can take care of my sister here." Erya also echoed.
Shen Zhimei looked at the father and daughter who started to discuss dumplings, neither crying nor laughing.
Qian Xingwang frowned, obviously still hesitating.
"You go back and cook, as long as Erya and I are here." Shen Zhimei raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face and calmed down her emotions.
"Okay, I'll go and come back soon." Seeing that Shen Zhimei stopped crying, Qian Xingwang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Slow down on the road, don't be anxious. Zhihuan brought so many pastries here. If Da Ya Er Ya is hungry, you can eat pastries first to cushion your stomach." Worried about Qian Xingwang's rampage on the road, Shen Zhimei hurriedly said.
"Hey!" Qian Xingwang nodded, turned around and walked out.
"The grapes don't need to be put away. You can bring them with you when you come over! You can eat them at night when Da Ya and Er Ya have nothing to do." Shen Zhimei chased them out.
"Okay! I understand." Qian Xingwang responded.
Qian Xingwang was speeding along under the dim street lights.
As soon as I arrived at the gate of the courtyard of the cotton spinning factory, I saw a crowd of people gathered downstairs.
Qian Xingwang didn't pay much attention, just thinking it was because the weather was hot and everyone had nothing to do after dinner, so they went out for a walk to cool off.
But the moment those people saw him, they all fell silent.
In this case, even a fool knows something is wrong.
Guessing that the neighbors knew about what happened in the afternoon, Qian Xingwang pretended not to know and said hello to the familiar workers and went upstairs.
A little old lady came up to him with glaring triangular eyes.
"Xingwang, is your eldest daughter okay?"
"It's okay!" Qian Xingwang smiled uncomfortably.
He is good at work, but he is really not good at dealing with other people.
"Why did your second sister-in-law hit your daughter?" The little old lady's face was full of gossip.
The people next to him also pricked up their ears.
"I have to leave first, you guys can chat slowly." Qian Xingwang wanted to leave in embarrassment.
Unexpectedly, the little old lady grabbed the back seat of Qian Xingwang's car.
"When your second sister-in-law came back in the afternoon, half of her face was swollen. Who beat her?"
"How did I know this?" Qian Xingwang felt his face burning up.
"Your eldest daughter is fine, why didn't she come back with you?" The little old lady glanced at the gate of the family courtyard.
"The doctor said we need to observe him all night. Auntie, I have something else to do..." Qian Xingwang really wanted to open the little old lady's chicken claw-like hands.
"Observe it all night, isn't it serious?" The little old lady showed no intention of letting go.
Qian Xingwang took a deep breath, lifted the back seat of the car, set up the tripod, pressed the car lock, and went upstairs without looking back.