A sickly child turned into a rich family's only son

Zhou Bu didn't look in the mirror, so he didn't know that his face was not green at all.

But it was very red, because I was angry.

The old lady became even more aggressive. Seeing that Zhou Bu didn't say anything, she started to teach him a lesson: "Why don't you say anything? This is very rude!"

The tone seemed gentle and joking, but the smile in his eyes was clearly gone.

Zhou Bu looked fearlessly at the old lady Bai Lian, who was actually not tall, but still seemed a little tall to him, a three-year-old baby.

You really can't say that someone who can endure for decades has a bad patience. It's probably because she became successful overnight and became a little too proud of herself.

Zhou Bu is three years old this year and has been raised by his grandmother. No matter what happens outside, he is the boss at home.

Since he is the only child in the family, his importance and love are beyond doubt.

His dark eyes stared at the old lady, his deep gaze motionless, looking at this old lady who, in his opinion, should be taken out by the principal wife and thrown into the pig cage.

Zhou Yu heard from the servants that something had happened at home, so he informed his sisters and they all hurried back.

This was the scene they were faced with the moment they stepped into the room.

Zhou Yu's son, who had rarely shown emotional fluctuations since childhood, became so angry that his face turned red. He shouted in disbelief to an old lady, "What is that?"

The words are unclear and full of sarcasm.

Zhou Yu paused. His son was three years old and didn't like to talk. Apart from laughing, he rarely showed other obvious emotions. He was always very well behaved.

The three-year-old baby already knows how to be self-disciplined and polite. Specifically, whenever he gets up, he will greet the elders at home and say good morning.

Zhou Yu even suspected that his son might have watched some feudal TV series, which was why he behaved like this.

Later, after being taught by his family, he finally stopped waiting at the door of his elders early every morning.

He simplified this behavior to the point where he would greet everyone he met with a good morning and ask about how their elders slept the night before.

In short, it has been changed, but it also seems like it hasn't been changed.

Another point is in eating. The little baby refused to continue feeding by the nanny.

In front of a table of people, he seriously told the nanny to only eat until she was 70% full, and it was especially not advisable to eat too much since it was evening.

After saying this, he looked seriously at the elders at the table and said, "It's clear that I'm reminding you not to eat."

The adults in the family looked at each other in bewilderment, saying he was a freak! It was hard to say that about one's own child, but they really didn't know who this child took after.

Anyway, this was the first time Zhou Yu saw his son's face turn red and he was yelling because of anger.

His son seldom cried since he became conscious, let alone had his face turn red with anger or yelled.

Zhou Yu and her sisters felt a little bit novel, just a little bit!

After the novelty wore off a little, looking at little Pi's red face, I, as a father, felt a little distressed.

Zhou Yu took a few steps forward and held his son in his arms.

Looking closer, I realized that not only was his face red from anger, but probably because his emotions rarely fluctuated so much, Zhou Qi's eyes were red and he looked like he had been crying.

Zhou Yu felt even more distressed. It was the first time he saw his son's pitiful appearance.

As soon as Zhou Yi was picked up, he turned around and found that it was his biological father. He immediately pointed at the old lady and loudly expressed his demands to Zhou Yu: "Get out!"

Zhou Yu thought to himself, "This is the first time his son asked him to do something, and he can't do it. Sigh! He can only do his best to make things more difficult for them..."

Zhou Yu didn't say anything, but just smiled at the two of them.

When she saw Zhou Yu, the old lady was obviously not as calm as before, and looked a little uncomfortable.

Zhou Yu spoke first: "Why don't you two hurry up and ask for a status while the old man is still alive? Instead, you are just sitting here bullying my son! I guess you don't care much about those external things!"

The words were incoherent, but what could not be ignored was the implicit threat in them.

When the old lady heard Zhou Yu's threat, she didn't say anything. She shrank back out of habit at first, then seemed to have thought of something. Her expression became firm and fearless, as if she was very sure that she would get what she wanted.

Zhou Yu could guess that it was nothing more than some promise the old man made to her.

Zhou Yu smiled faintly on his face, but in his heart he was mocking: What a fool who has been a mistress all her life, with dirt buried up to her neck, but still can't see that the old man is unreliable, and is thinking of showing off her power as the legal wife to him.

Zhou Yu dared to say that if things hadn't been too ugly, the old man would inevitably be soft-hearted because of his age.

Otherwise, if the time, place and people were not right, this old lady would not have the chance to stand here.

If the old man was young, sending her and her son away would have been considered a good thing for her, after all, he didn't directly hire someone to kill her.

Zhou Yu didn't bother to pay attention to this idiot and walked away with his son in his arms.

Looking at Zhou Bu's little face, I thought: I can't stay with stupid people for too long, or my son will become stupid again.

The two daughters of the Zhou family were also standing in the living room together. The eldest daughter had a stern expression, while the younger daughter was still smiling.

Seeing her brother coming over with his nephew in his arms, the second daughter Zhou Lang's smile became more genuine, and even Zhou Lin's expression looked better.

The two looked at their nephew with pity. At this moment, Zhou Qi's face was different from his usual cute smile. His little face was tense and full of disgust that had not yet faded.

The two aunts found Zhou Bu's expression funny again.

Zhou Lang touched his nephew's face and said, "What did they say? Look how angry our little Pi is. He's even pissed off like this."

Zhou Buzheng was angry. He turned his face away from his aunt and buried his head in his father's arms.

Zhou Yu held his son's soft body in his arms, and his heart softened. It was rare to see the little old-fashioned boy like this, so he wanted to hold him for a while longer.