But Chen Shuhui didn't care. When they were young, they were so idle that they had nothing to do, so they scolded them in front of the Zhao family.

Zhang Wenxiu didn't stop.

Xiaobao still vaguely remembers how grandparents, father and brother treated their mother back then. He didn't even dare to look at her with half of his eyes. He either beat her or scolded her.

In the end, he was beaten away and his father married Jing Junling.

What is it now?

Xiaobao was tired of hearing this. He interrupted Grandma Zhao and asked her: "Where is my elder brother? Why didn't he stay at home?"

"There is no place for him at home." Grandma Zhao said: "Besides, he always fights with the two oil bottles at home, and he can't beat them, so he had to move out in the end."

Speaking of the treasure in their hearts, Mrs. Zhao felt very distressed.

Xiaobao's eyes lit up: "Can the big brother beat them? They are just two people. Even if they can't beat the enemy, will they still fight?"

Once upon a time, Zhao Peng was almost invincible on the mountain above his head. This made him very sad! He seemed to be unable to resist him.

But now you can't even beat these two streets?

Meng Jianfeng and Meng Jianxin, he believes that Meng Jianfeng can play a little, Meng Jianxin can play three moves, and Meng Jianfeng has five moves.

"Of course your elder brother can defeat them!" said Mrs. Zhao: "The Jing family is so shameless. If your brother beats someone else, their seven or eight uncles will call him back immediately. Who can stand it?"

Zhao Peng was beaten, frightened, persuaded, and kicked out of his house.

Xiaobao pursed his lips and asked casually: "Brother is not young this year, are you married?" Do you have children? Where do you work?"

"When we got married, our children were old." Speaking of their great-grandson, Mr. Liu and Grandma Zhao were radiant, as if all the suffering had passed.

When Zhang Wenxiu was still in the Zhao family, Zhao Peng had a goal. He was worried that the dowry was not enough to get married.

Moreover, the woman was pregnant at the time and threatened to sue him if she couldn't get the bride price.

The Zhao family is so anxious that they jump up and down.

In the end, the woman became bigger and bigger, but she was heartless. She secretly got her marriage certificate from Zhao Peng despite her family's opposition.

Now the kids are all in their teens. They are boys.

But it is rare for the old Zhao couple.

But Zhao Peng's family was driven out. They could not see their great-grandson often. This is a pity.

Grandma Zhao looked at Dabao who came back, her eyes lit up and she blurted out: "Dabao, Xiaobao, you haven't seen your elder brother, sister-in-law, and nephew yet! Let's go. Grandma will take you there. Your nephew is so cute!

"By the way, your brother's life is not easy. Your sister-in-law is a temporary worker. Your brother has no job and no unit gives him a house. They are still renting a house..."

Old Mrs. Zhao looked at Dabao and said straight to the point: "Brothers, please help each other. How much money do you have? First, lend your brother a house. When he makes money, he will pay it back!"

Dabao was like a stuffed cotton, piercing it directly into the trachea and unable to speak.

Xiaobao had already stood up, suppressed his laughter and walked out: "Grandma, where is my brother living? Take us to see."

Zhao Peng often hit him when he was a child! In addition, he was in pain. He was not afraid to break him, he always wanted to bump into him head-on.

He was beaten to death!

His memory of his grandparents has been blurred, but his memory of Zhao Peng is very, very deep.

He wants to see what kind of bastard he has become. He is happy.

...

Dali took the soy sauce bottle, followed Jing Junling's direction, found the alley with jujube trees at the intersection, and turned in.

She had a vague impression of this place and recognized the child's home.

But she thought she had something to do now, so she didn't go in to find someone and planned to come back after cooking soy sauce.

The alley is long and narrow, and it is not suitable for chatting together, so there are no idle people in the alley and it is very quiet.

Dali will arrive soon.

This is a dead end.

He found the innermost house and patted the door.

"We're here." Someone answered soon.

Dali thought a new owner had come here.

The person who opened the door was a man in his forties. His face was covered with flesh and his appearance was not good.

He is not suitable for selling soy sauce, but for killing pigs.
Chapter completed!