On the Treatment of the Leading Role of Passerby A

When Zhang Ye came home, he could smell the aroma of vegetables. Wang Mei hummed from the kitchen. His mood was infected. He hung his coat on the hanger and walked in with a smile.

"Mom, what are you so happy about?"

Wang Mei put the finished dishes on the table, opened a bottle of red wine, poured a glass, tasted it first, and sighed: "Building a branch school and expanding the scale of business, how can you be unhappy? Your father is also a man The master of money, I said that the house was mortgaged, but he didn't ask anything else. He probably thought that I was the same as before, son, your mother is going to be a bad person, but no matter what mother does, you should do it well What you should do, there must always be a clean person in a family."

Zhang Ye sat down, was silent, and disagreed: "Mom just wants to keep what she deserves. How can she be considered a bad person? No matter what we think in our hearts, many people are looking forward to building a branch school. We will adopt the opinions of all employees and increase economic benefits." , who dares to say that you are not?"

Thinking of something, he went back to the room and took out a paper bag from the drawer, and put it in Wang Mei's hand: "I got someone to take a picture of this, and it can be used as evidence on the day of the divorce, although you can't rely on this to drive him out. But it's somewhat useful. Mom, it's a fool who has a soft heart. "

Wang Mei turned her head to look at the shadow on the window, leisurely as if talking about other people's affairs: "I have a little old relationship with the boss of the Blue Sky Group. Back then, your grandfather thought he was not a good person and didn't agree with us being together. He looks like a person, who knows that he has changed in just a few years. On the contrary, after we broke up, he has never talked about it. Now that he is in the limelight, we are very moved when we meet again."

Zhang Ye heard the nostalgia in Wang Mei's voice: "Mom, I want to..."

Wang Mei laughed: "It's been so many years, it's long gone. I'm satisfied that he is willing to help me for the sake of the past. It's just that your father... knows that I still have this relationship with him, so I don't even ask him." But it's ironic to ask."

Zhang Ye poured himself a glass and sipped it. He knew that Wang Mei felt that he was not worth it. She was as perfect as ever in the heart of a man who had a successful career. Even if she did something bad, she had been a couple for so many years. , even if love is not there, there should be family affection, right?pity……

"Qin Song is ruthless, and he doesn't show mercy to anyone. It won't be long before he goes to take over the house. At that time... I said that there is no decoration there, and he can use the house as he pleases until he can pay back the money. If not, our mother and son will have to make room."

"Now there is not much money available, barely enough to meet the necessary expenses. The two of them should suffer if they can't get money out of Zhang Tiancheng. I hope that Zhang Tiancheng and I will file for divorce. The whole place is in a mess. If you make a wrong move, you will die." Everything is gone. Doesn’t he think he’s great because of his rotten money? I wonder if that woman is willing to suffer with him.”

"In the evening, you can drink some porridge and eat something light, so as not to feel uncomfortable. I put this away, my good son, as long as your heart is towards Mom, Mom will be happy."

Zhang Ye was sent to sleep by Wang Mei after not eating for a long time. When he got out of the shower and saw Wang Mei was still drinking, he wanted to speak, but was blocked by the surging sadness.

He was lying on the bed, and the fairy in the cave turned sideways to sort out the relationship of this family.

Zhang Tiancheng stayed in this city after graduating from university, and met Wang Mei only through a friend's introduction.

At that time, the grandfather of the original owner was also a respectable person in this city, respected by others, and his family conditions were not bad, but his beloved daughter was foolish enough to fall in love with a poor and bad boy, and even said that he wanted to get married. Can you agree?After forcing her daughter to break up, she quickly asked someone to arrange a blind date.

A down-to-earth and good-looking man who wanted to gain a firm foothold in this city, he didn't have much to say about how to deal with people, talk or behave, and the old man settled their marriage without saying a word.

As for the original owner's grandparents, who have been honest farmers all their lives, they still can't let go of the two acres of land at home.

Following the original owner's memory, Zhang Ye finally found something strange. Every time he went back to his hometown to pay New Year's greetings to his grandparents, although the two elders loved the original owner very much, they were also very kind to Wang Mei, but Zhang Tiancheng was indifferent to Zhang Tiancheng. The knot cannot be untied.

Wang Mei should know, right?It's just that at this time, it would be too cruel for him to poke Wang Mei's sore spot again.

The moonlight outside the window shone in through the gaps in the undrawn curtains, and it fell on his hand. He reached out and touched it, like snow without substance, which was a bit cold even if he couldn't touch it.

Sooner or later it will hurt, but now is not the time.

In a week, several important subjects were given quizzes, and the rankings were made according to the current results. It seemed that the top few students could not adapt to the teaching methods of the best teachers in the top class. This time the test was a mess.

Among them was Zhao Rong. The teacher in charge had already said that next week he would take time to hold a parent-teacher meeting. What should we do that day?

Everyone in the school will see his jokes, and the parents of his classmates must know about it.

Taking advantage of get out of class time, Zeng Qiao asked Zhang Ye: "Who will come to your family that day? Aunt? My parents will come, and I also want to meet you, a great hero. If it weren't for you, I would be the last one in the exam, which would embarrass me. gone."

Zhang Ye said indifferently: "My mother will come if she has time. She is busy these days. A branch school is going to be built, and a lot of money is needed."

"By the way, I met the person you mentioned yesterday. He happened to be discussing business with my father. He said that I can go on the day of make-up classes. If you are inconvenient to say something, you can leave it to me, so that others will be more comfortable." Easy to believe."

After thinking about it, Zhang Ye thought it made sense. Obviously, Zeng Qiao had more weight in the eyes of those people. What he said was easier to believe than himself.

"Okay, Zeng Qiao, once you get on the boat, you won't be able to get off. If you go back on your word halfway, I'm not easy to mess with."

Zeng Qiao suddenly felt that he was a bit masochistic, and Zhang Ye's murderous eyes made him feel extremely happy.

Does this mean that he also cares a little about himself?

"When will your tutoring end that day? I'll pick you up. My dad promised to drive my brother's car for me. I want to try it too. I haven't used it much since I got my driver's license."

Zhang Ye's expression was a bit complicated immediately: "I dare not sit at your level, how many years can a person live? Even if some things are not yours, as long as you grab a stick, you have to climb up from the water."

Zeng Qiao didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but thinking of the messy things Zhang Ye faced, it was not difficult to understand that he could have such deep thoughts.

During lunch, the two of them and Shen Tong were going to eat noodles with fried sauce, but before they left the school gate, they saw Chen Shanshan walking past with her head bowed.

Zeng Qiao saw the corners of Zhang Ye's mouth raised upwards, that kind of smothered smile again.

Although the sun was scorching, it wasn't overwhelming. Zhang Ye was born tall, and he surrounded him with his arms around him. He felt a bit like a bad student leader threatening to blackmail the students.

"Did you have something to tell me? How did you run so fast last time? Did you do it? Thanks to you, now everyone knows about the mess in my family. Your family is broken up, and this time it's my turn." It's..."

Zhang Ye didn't say the rest, he waited for what Chen Shanshan didn't say last time.

Sure enough, when she heard Zhao Rong's mother and son, she turned from expressionless to crazy, and her voice was hoarse and mournful: "Don't you hate that kind of woman who is rotten to the bottom? It's disgusting even to look at it. Our old man is all blind. I'm so scared." My mother died, and now I’m hurting you again. I don’t want your mother to end up like mine, so drive them out.”

Zhang Ye nodded and said: "Hate, but there is no way to hate. What can I do if I stick to my brainless old man? But... don't worry, I won't let my family fall into such a miserable situation. My own You have to avenge yourself, don't rely on others, who can you instruct to move?"

Chen Shanshan felt as if the fog that had been surrounding her had dissipated. She was indeed only immersed in her own thoughts and indulged in indulgence. Apart from getting a little money, if she hadn't been beaten too hard by her father last time, why would she have kept things in her heart? Don't say anything.

Why should she bear all the pain, but the pair of bitches can enjoy everything they snatched from others with peace of mind.

Relying on others is worse than relying on yourself. She is sad, and that bitch should not think about it. Anyway, his life will be ruined, so let's be a complete lunatic.

Shen Tong clicked her tongue as she watched from behind Zeng Qiao, and Chen Shanshan walked away in a daze, before she said, "Why do I feel that something is wrong? Zhang Ye, your words are provocative. If she really wants to go wrong, What did you do...how?"

Zhang Ye walked straight forward: "I really want to think of me as a fool if I don't talk much. If she wants to kill someone, I have to make a knife for her? The target is the wrong person."

Zeng Qiao frowned. He was so young that he felt that life was really difficult. Aren't they students?Learning knowledge without worry is what you should do, isn't it?Why do you want to participate in this kind of Gongdou drama?

Nothing can affect Zhang Ye's appetite, as long as it is delicious, he can eat it, and there is a little prince paying the bill, so he can eat without hesitation.

Shen Tong was shy at the beginning, and after seeing Zeng Qiao twice in a row, he had no objection, so he became thick-skinned, and the worst thing was to say hello sweetly.

She found that Zeng Qiao seemed to like to praise him and Zhang Ye together. Although she sometimes disliked Zhang Ye's dead temper, she could only reluctantly do it for Zeng Qiao.

"I've read this novel for the past two days, and I really didn't expect that the relationship between boys and boys can be so deep-rooted, so now I just see two boys together, and I feel like a couple, especially like you, it's so satisfying All my fantasies. If you are together, who will go up and who will go down?"

Zeng Qiao was quite satisfied with what he heard, but when he was asked this question out of the blue, he choked hard and took a long time to recover.

However, Shen Tong was surprised and Zhang Ye patted Zeng Qiao's back very naturally: "Slow down, what's the hurry, who will grab it from you. If it's not enough, I want two more bowls. It's delicious, and you pay anyway."

There was an indescribable sense of intimacy in this most unusual movement, which startled her.

Zhang Ye didn't care. He lowered his head to find a phone number and dialed it. It took him a long time to get through there. He rarely used a coquettish tone: "Grandpa and grandma, when are you coming? I miss you."

Zeng Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but look at him.

Shen Tong watched so much that he even forgot to move his chopsticks, these two...couldn't they?Fuck? ? ? ?

The author has something to say: Zeng Qiao: My heart is a little sweet

PS: I'm so angry, I want to post it on time at 6 o'clock, I'm crying, why can't I write faster.

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