Love Letters

He Miao was very familiar with this voice. It must be Zhang Meili and He Dahai having a conflict again.

Zhang Meili often talked about their love story. They loved each other deeply when they were young, but when they reached middle age, they were always bickering.

Although they were bickering, in fact most of the time it was Zhang Meili who was the only one who was winning.

He Dahai had no power to retort.

If you occasionally say something back, Zhang Meili can immediately retort ten times.

After so many years, He Dahai has gotten used to it, and He Miao has also gotten used to it.

Hearing Zhang Meili's chattering voice, He Miao felt annoyed and guilty, so he simply decided not to go in.

She squatted at the door, thinking about how to solve the problem of grades.

It is inevitable to be scolded, how can I get through it?

"He Dahai, who asked you to take care of him?"

Zhang Meili looked at the man sitting on the sofa and her expression became even gloomier.

"You can't even take care of yourself, how can you be so kind?"

"Xiao Li, he is your brother after all."

He Dahai sighed, his voice sounding somewhat helpless.

The atmosphere in the house was a bit tense, and one could hear the anger through the door.

"Because he is my biological brother, I know him better. How long are you going to be such a good guy?"

Zhang Meili was a little excited and spoke in a loud voice: "Can you please stop interfering in my family's affairs?"

He Dahai frowned: "Xiaojun is your brother, what's yours and mine? Do we have to distinguish between our own people so clearly?"

When it comes to these aspects, He Dahai becomes anxious.

Usually he always follows Zhang Meili's wishes and feels that it doesn't matter if he gives in to her.

But after being together for more than ten years, she is still so distant... No wonder he is so angry.

Zhang Meili's face was cold, she gnashed her teeth and said, "He is uneducated, a gambler and a gangster. He is simply a bottomless pit."

He Dahai wanted to say something, but He Meili interrupted him directly: "I won't argue with you. Don't interfere in Zhang Xiaojun's affairs in the future."

Zhang Meili kept cursing, and the more she cursed, the angrier she became. But the more she cursed, the more exhausted she became, and finally she stopped.

He Dahai didn't say anything, looking like he was ready to admit defeat.

"You old and young all want to piss me off to death."

Zhang Meili sat down opposite He Dahai, her face flushed from the quarrel.

She held her forehead and felt a headache.

"You've been thinking so much every day, your blood pressure has gone up again."

He Dahai is a soft-hearted person and he always takes the initiative to admit his mistakes.

He Miao heard a general idea of ​​what happened outside, and it was because of her uncle.

She remembered the day he came to see her...

Zhang Xiaojun is not a good person. He causes trouble everywhere and likes to let her family clean up the mess.

Zhang Meili has a strong personality, but she doesn't like to cause trouble for others, especially in front of He Dahai.

She had long been tired of cleaning up Zhang Xiaojun's mess and had stopped caring about him a long time ago.

He Dahai is a typical honest man, soft-hearted, and cannot stand the requests of his own people.

It just so happens that Zhang Xiaojun is a man who is eloquent and flexible. He not only understands He Dahai's psychology, but also can act both obediently and pitifully.

He played He Dahai around with just a few words and a few tears.

He Dahai is no match for him at all.

While waiting, He Miao became hungry.

Just as she was thinking of a solution with a worried look on her face, she suddenly heard the sound of something being thrown in the house.

There are often quarrels and conflicts in He Miao's family, but there has never been any case of throwing things.

If something breaks, they have to pay to buy it. He Miao's family is not rich.

So no matter how loudly they quarrel, they never throw things.

He Miao felt a little annoyed after hearing this, and she sighed: This family will break up without her.

It was as if he had prepared himself mentally for a psychological struggle and had made full psychological preparations.

He Miao gritted his teeth, then stood up and pushed the door open.

She took out her grades and slammed them on the table, "Stop arguing."

The two of them looked at her, seeming a little surprised.

He Miao didn't care about any punishment and was still scolded.

"The monthly exam results are here. You can do whatever you want, whether you want to beat me or scold me."

After a pause, He Miao seemed to remember something and added fuel to the fire: "Oh and, last Friday I had a fight with someone, and the other party was a man."

"What did you say?"

Zhang Meili's sharp voice suddenly rang out.

"Can you say that again?"

"I......"

Zhang Meili and He Dahai were originally arguing and quarreling, and now they are both directing their conflict at her.

The prelude to a war over "monthly exams", "monthly exam results" and "fighting" has begun. "

He Miao has always been the mediator between the two of them. It’s not that she can play a big role, but mainly because she can attract fire and divert attention.

No matter what happens, no matter what the conflict is, it will eventually become He Miao's growing pains.

"How many points?"

Zhang Meili was completely focused on her test scores and could hardly believe her ears.

"Let's make sure we don't do it."

Seeing that Zhang Meili was coming at him aggressively, He Miao thought that a beating was inevitable, so he gave in again.

"Don't hit him in the head. He's already stupid, and if you hit him again, there will really be problems."

He Miao hid at the other end of the table, ready to run at any time.

“Give me the transcript.”

Zhang Meili seemed to be completely oblivious to anything she said. She held the feather duster and gave orders in a tone that brooked no refusal.

"You have to promise me first..."

Before He Miao could finish his words, Zhang Meili came over waving a feather duster.

"I got the notes, but I didn't have time to read them because the time was too short."

He Miao tried to explain himself, but it was of no avail as Zhang Meili was no longer interested.

"Dad, save me!"

Zhang Meili has lost her mind, and He Miao can only place her hopes on He Dahai.

She hid behind He Dahai and said, "I will do well in the exam next time."

"What did you say last Friday?"

He Dahai also began to demand accountability.

He Dahai was anxious and angry, "Why don't you go home and fight with others at night as a girl?"

Normally he would never even scold He Miao. Even if Zhang Meili was angry, he would stand on her side and say good things about her.

But now, He Dahai just feels that He Miao still needs to be disciplined.

He Miao knew that she was doomed today, so she had to admit her mistake.

He Miao covered his ears while running, "I...I don't dare anymore!"

The consequence of her self-willed attitude and reckless stubbornness was that she had to endure beatings and scoldings from Zhang Meili.

Yes, she got a couple of very hard spankings on her bottom, and then a good scolding.

What's even more terrible is that He Dahai started to talk about profound principles with He Miao like he was chanting a spell, ranging from astronomy to geography, from philosophy to law... Who can stand this?

When He Dahai repeated it for the second time, He Miao finally couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Let my mom do it instead."