Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Zong Ju's long eyelashes were drawn, and he couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly, but he just twirled the pencil twice with his fingertips, Happy.

Rong Huang clapped his hands, and said cheerfully, Zong Zong, as long as you are happy, don't be unhappy.

Hearing the gentle and gentle voice of the little girl above his head, Zong Jie felt his heart soften.

Before he was five years old, he really wanted to find his biological parents, and wondered whether he was abandoned or lost by accident.

But when he saw Zong Weizhao, he couldn't say anything.

Zong Ju felt a little strange, so he attributed all this to the tacit understanding between father and son.

He could understand the kindness in Zong Weizhao's eyes for him, it was the look in Zong Dawei and Han Mei's eyes every time they looked at Zong Jianguo, something he envied but could not get before.

He is very happy.

But Zong Ji is not a person who is good at expressing emotions, all emotions are deeply buried in his heart, only he knows.

Okay, be good and don't move around, I have to do my homework.

I have to go to the city with Zong Weizhao tomorrow morning.

Rong Huang rubbed her hands together, listening to the noise outside the door, she nodded obediently, Okay.

The corners of Zong Ju's mouth curled up, he corrected his posture, and began to concentrate on his homework.

He didn't even notice that Rong Huang disappeared into the room with a sudden light on his head.

Rong Huang came to the main room incognito, and saw Zong Jianguo lying on the table eating oranges at a glance.

A few days ago, Han Mei and Zong Dawei took Zong Jianguo to the hospital in the city to get two dentures for Zong Jianguo on the weekend. He is still recovering and cannot eat blindly.

However, Zong Jianguo is a glutton, otherwise he wouldn't be so fat, clamoring for spicy strips and sugar cane every day.

Han Mei was so annoyed by Zong Jianguo that she had no choice but to buy some oranges to grind Zong Jianguo's teeth.

Mom, if you want me to tell you that our family doesn't have much money, and we still need to pay Zong Yi to go to school, why don't we just let him drop out of school and set up a stall with you in the morning and evening to help you out.

Zong Jianguo was peeling the oranges too hard, and the orange juice splashed his hand because he was too forceful. He looked dirty, and said from the slits of his eyes, looking at Han Mei, who was sewing on the opposite side.

Before Han Mei could speak, Zong Dawei, who was drinking beer next to him, began to curse, You pretend I didn't think about it? But his class teacher refused to agree, insisting that I was breaking the law.

Zong Dawei spat hard, It's against his mother's law, Zong Ju was originally raised by me, and whether I let him go to school depends on whether I like it or not.

Han Mei bit off the thin thread and pinned the needle to the ball of thread, Those teachers rely on themselves to have read more books, regardless of their status, a poor teacher...

Zong Jianguo saw that his parents were getting more and more outrageous, so he thumped the table unhappily, Mom, do you agree with what I just said?

Han Mei glared at Zong Jianguo angrily, The final exam is coming soon. I heard that the first year old has 20 yuan. After he finishes the exam, I will use the money to buy you delicious food. Next semester Don't let him go to school.

Zong Jianguo was so proud that he opened his mouth and stuffed four pieces of orange into his mouth, Mom, you are so kind.

After hearing these words, Rong Huang's hair turned bright red, and the pair of small wings behind him flapped much harder.

I'm going to the toilet. Zong Dawei drank the beer in the bowl in one gulp, staggered out the door, and walked to the toilet behind.

Rong Huang made a decision, and a bad luck talisman was tightly stuck to Zong Dawei's back.

boom--

The light tube in the main room exploded, and the debris fell to the ground.