There is a wife at home

Zhang Fugui walked around the table twice, feeling very angry.

"Tell me, how old is Ah Qing, and he still cares about a child? Is this a bit like an elder? What does it matter if you really fight between brothers? Why is your child a treasure, brother?" Isn’t it home?”

Mrs. Zhang put down her chopsticks unhurriedly and said, "What are you in a hurry for? There must be a misunderstanding. Is Ah Qing that kind of person?"

"Grandma..." Zhang Qi's eyes turned red, and he looked at Mrs. Zhang pitifully, "I... I didn't say uncle is bad, but I am growing up and eat a lot, and I watch TV, It's like that between brothers, I didn't want to fight with my brother, I, I was just joking, grandma, don't be angry with me."

When Zhang Qi said this, Zhang's brows frowned. Although Zhang Fugui was timid, he was soft but not hard, and the roots of his ears were as if pinched by that plasticine. It sounded like he was explaining to Zhang Qing, but when it fell into Zhang Fugui's ears, it was completely different.

"Listen, listen, this is the time, and this kid is still saying such things, Qiqi, don't speak for your uncle, Jingjing is his life, no one can touch it, I can't touch it!"

"What did you say? When Jingjing was young, you knocked out his front teeth. What did Ah Qing say about you? Didn't you just keep reassuring you that it's okay? Have you forgotten all of this?" Mrs. Zhang finally couldn't hear it. After going down, he looked up at Zhang Fugui and defended Zhang Qing.

"You just spoil him." Zhang Fugui pointed at Mrs. Zhang with a shaking finger, with a very bad expression on his face, "It's because of you that Zhang Qing can bully Qiqi like this today. Don't you feel chilled hearing this? His father and son Back then, if it wasn't for you, you might not be able to live like a human being, but now it's fine, bullying your grandson, is this something people do?"

"Why did you bully? Why did you bully Qiqi?" Mrs. Zhang also stood up angrily, and pointed to Zhang Qi who was opposite to show Zhang Fugui, "You blame Ah Qing for making a fuss, are you embarrassed? Qiqi is hurt Isn't it all right with him? You are biased, Qiqi is your grandson, Jingjing is not? Besides, you asked Ah Qing why she did that and scolded her at home? How did you act like that? Father's?"

Zhang Qi could tell that what Zhang said was protecting Zhang Qing and his son. He could hold it back, but he was still too young, so he couldn't hold it back. , you don’t believe what I said, do you think I framed my uncle, right?”

Zhang Fugui took Zhang Qi's hand to comfort him: "Qiqi, don't think about it, your grandma didn't mean that."

Before he finished speaking, Mrs. Zhang looked at Zhang Qi seriously and asked, "Qiqi, it's not that grandma doesn't believe you, but your uncle is always gentle, so it's impossible for him to say such things for no reason. Is there any misunderstanding? You should tell grandma what's going on. If it's really your uncle's fault, grandma asks him to apologize to you. We are all one family. No matter who has done something wrong, as long as you sincerely apologize, you will be fine. be forgiven, right?"

Mrs. Zhang's words are reasonable. She didn't say Zhang Qi was bad, but the last sentence sounded like two meanings in it. Zhang Qi had a ghost in his heart. Zhang Qing was right when he said that The words were not very pleasant, and now that Mrs. Zhang said such a sentence again, he felt that Mrs. Zhang meant something.

"Grandma, after all, you just don't believe me!" Zhang Qi jumped up angrily.

Zhang Fugui quickly took him into his arms.

"Qiqi, Qiqi, your grandma didn't mean that, she is your own grandma, why didn't she stand by your side?"

Zhang Qi opened his mouth and said, "Grandma is biased, I know, grandma doesn't like my mother, so you have always disliked me since I came back. In your eyes, my own grandson is not as good as Guo Jingjing's picked-up grandson! "

"Zhang Qi! What nasty words are you talking about!" Mrs. Zhang was really angry now, Zhang Qi uttered what she didn't like to hear the most. Pull in.

"Qiqi, don't talk about it. Your grandma is really going to be angry. You go back to your room first, wash up and go to bed. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Zhang Fugui knows Zhang's bottom line. These years, she has regarded Zhang Qing as her own son, and Guo Jingjing is her own grandson. No one can say otherwise. In the past, some people in the village dared to gossip, and Zhang's face was on the spot. The sky can change, and then no one dared to talk nonsense in front of Mrs. Zhang. After so many years, this topic has long been replaced by countless new topics, so no one will talk about it anymore.

But Zhang Qi said it today, and because he said it, Zhang felt even more chilled. She didn't know Zhang Qi as well as Jingjing, but that was also because Zhang Qi didn't grow up by her side after all. In fact, Mrs. Zhang was much more careful with him than Guo Jingjing, because she was afraid that he might not be used to the food, so every time he came back, he would change the way to make good food for him.

Zhang Qi refused to let the washing machine wash clothes, fearing that the clothes would be damaged. It was a cold day, and Mrs. Zhang squatted at the door, rubbing each piece with her hands in a big bathtub. She just asked Zhang Qi for the shoe size and stayed up all night. I rushed to work to make cotton shoes for him, because I was afraid that if it snowed and my feet would freeze, the child would not have cotton shoes to wear.

Why didn't she take Zhang Qi as her grandson?How could she not like her grandson, whom she hadn't seen for more than ten years and who had been looking forward to since birth?

Mrs. Zhang lowered her head, her throat was so choked up that she couldn't speak for a while.

Zhang Qi didn't know, Zhang Fugui had been living with her for several years, how could he not see it, his grandson was distressed, but the old woman couldn't let it go, Zhang Fugui turned coldly at Zhang Qi for the first time, and pulled someone and said, "Qi Qi, apologize to your grandma, how could you say that kind of thing."

"What I said is the truth!" Zhang Qi didn't listen, seeing Zhang Fugui also give him a face, he was so angry that he could spontaneously ignite, "Grandma doesn't like me, and grandpa doesn't like me either, I just leave!"

Zhang Qi picked up his backpack, turned around and was about to go out. It was already dark outside and the weather was cold. Zhang Fugui didn't feel relieved, so he quickly grabbed Zhang Qi's arm and refused to let go.

"Qiqi, Qiqi! It's so late. Where can you go? You child, why are you so angry with your grandma? She has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. In fact, she loves you more than anyone else in her heart. Go, hurry up and tell grandpa Go into the house, be obedient and say sorry to your grandma, hurry up."

"I won't go back. This is not my home. My grandma doesn't even want to recognize me. Why am I still here?"

In fact, Zhang Qi didn't really want to leave, he didn't have any acquaintances in this place, and it was dark and cold, where could he go?But he was not convinced, Zhang Shi treated him so badly, he couldn't swallow this breath, if Zhang Shi didn't bow his head first, he would not be reconciled, and he couldn't hold back that face.

"Grandpa, don't pull me, let me die outside, freeze to death and starve to death! Anyway, in this family, my father and I are outsiders, and uncle and the others are grandsons and sons of grandma!"

Zhang Fugui didn't have time to shut him up, Zhang Qi didn't care if he got involved with him, but why did he get his father involved, and turned to look at Mrs Zhang, her eyes were bloodshot, and the skin on her face was trembling with anger.

"Qiqi, stop talking, be obedient, and apologize to your grandma."

Zhang Fugui was sweating profusely. He was able to go shopping with Zhang Qi for a day today. He was already strong enough. He didn't eat a few bites at the moment, and he came to pull Zhang Qi again. Zhang Qi was young, and he was better than him. Strength, he almost loses strength holding the person's hand.

But at this moment, how can I care about these things, I can only hold Zhang Qi tightly and never let go, while persuading Zhang Qi, while winking at Zhang Shi, telling her to calm down.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhang said directly: "Let him go if he wants to go. Our temple is small, how can we afford the two big Buddhas of their father and son!"

When Zhang Qi heard this, his teeth were almost crushed, and now he was determined to leave.

"Old woman, how can you say that? How old is he? Where can you let him go now!"

Zhang Fugui was so anxious that he was about to cry, Zhang Qi pushed him with all his strength.

"You let go, just leave, I will be like my father when I leave, and I will never come back!"

Mrs. Zhang's figure swayed slightly, and when Zhang Fugui heard this, he simply closed his eyes and hugged the person, gritting his teeth and not letting go.

"Let go, I let you go!"

Zhang Qi pulled his arm away suddenly, but Zhang Fugui couldn't hug him now, he was pushed out, and he stepped back a few steps with sprained feet, only heard a "boom", which broke Zhang's heart They all trembled, Zhang Fugui knocked his head on the corner of the big table, the Eight Immortals table in Zhang Fugui's family was almost as old as they were, it just so happened that the corner cracked a few years ago, Zhang Fugui was afraid that it would fall apart , asked someone to nail four pieces of stickers to the four corners of the table to reinforce it, Zhang Fuguo bumped into it, it is conceivable.

"Rich!"

Mrs. Zhang hurried over to look, Zhang Fugui only gasped in pain, leaned on the long bench and knelt down directly, supported his forehead and raised his body, the bright red blood oozes out along the seams of his hands like it doesn't cost money.

"Fugui! What's wrong with you!"

When Mrs. Zhang saw this, she cried out on the spot, took out a handkerchief from her pocket with shaking hands, and covered Zhang Fugui's forehead, then turned to look at Zhang Qi who was still standing still, and shouted: "Stand still!" What are you doing, call someone! Hurry up!"

Only then did Zhang Qi come to his senses, he took two steps back, then turned around and rushed out of the house, found the nearest neighbor, knocked on the door, uttered Japanese, and kept begging for help .

Fortunately, everyone has not rested at this point, and this family has just had dinner. When they came over and opened the door, they saw Zhang Qi and asked, "Isn't this the grandson of Fugui's family? What's wrong? What happened?"

Zhang Fugui had boasted about the return of Zhang Fugui's little grandson many times, and people around him even went to his house to have a look, so they were no strangers to Zhang Qi.

Only then did Zhang Qi recover. He spoke Japanese, but no one could understand him. He opened his mouth and said incoherently, "Grandpa...is broken, blood...is all blood..."

"What?"

Although I still didn't understand, the old man who opened the door was frightened when he said it was all blood. He quickly called his son and ran towards Zhang Fugui's house.

Zhang Qi looked at the bright lights in Zhangjiatang's room, did not follow, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, his hands were sweating, his mind was full of the scene of Zhang Fugui's head being broken and bloody, his little face turned pale with fright, and he looked like he was still in shock and bewildered. He shook his head and murmured: "I... I didn't mean it, it was... Grandpa fell down at an old age, it wasn't my fault, it wasn't me..."

Then he turned and ran in the opposite direction.