EPISODE 4

Ye Wan Xian was angry, but gave him a push: "You are saying something, you! Your daughter is getting harder and harder to manage!"

Father Ding has been accustomed to such scenes of flying dogs and felt annoyed. He put out the cigarette butts, "Your daughter, your daughter, you didn't give birth to your daughter? You are spoiled by holding a son all day long." The younger brother cried more and more, and Ding Xian hid in the quilt and gritted her teeth secretly.

Ye Wan Xian was like a balloon that exploded, and she raised her volume instantly, "What do you mean?! Do you think I dote on my son? It was your family who forced me to give birth to a son if it weren't for your conservative ideas., I can hold back my energy to give birth to a son for you! Now you blame me on the other side!" The brother's cry and the red-faced quarrel between the two adults.

The mess outside turned into a pot of porridge.

The shadow of the tree on the crooked neck gradually blurred. Ding Xian was suddenly trapped in this noisy environment and swept through her brain. She had long been used to it. This was the norm at home.

The last thought before going to bed.

Three years are coming soon, and the hellish eighteen-year-old will end sooner.

\*The next day, yesterday's farce became a passing moment again.

Ye Wan Xian took Ding's sister and brother to Zhou's house at the end of East Alley.

Before leaving the house, Ye Wan Xian repeatedly urged Uncle Zhou to be a noble person. In the transfer of his father this timeframe, Uncle Zhou put in a lot of effort to say nice things at the dinner table.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ding Xian again, and said in particular, "Uncle Zhou has a son, the young master of the Zhou family, who was also admitted to the third high school this year. I heard that the total score is not as high as yours, so you can help him more often. Make a good relationship with him."

Ding Xian felt, in the eyes of her mother.

There are no men, women, old people, and children in the division of human beings. There are only two kinds of people, useful people, and useless people.

"Good."

She responded mechanically on the surface, but she felt that she had entered a rebellious period. She would never put her mother's instructions into practice. Perhaps she could be more rebellious and do the opposite.

But at the moment when she saw the young master, Ding Xian suddenly wanted to reach a united front with her mother for a moment.

Uncle Zhou is considered a talent in his forty generation, wearing gold silk-rimmed eyes, and looks polite and polite. Mrs. Zhou is the most beautiful middle-aged girl Ding Xian has ever seen. Using the term "girl" doesn't violate any harmony at all, because we can't tell the age at all.

Ye Wanxian used her flattering skills to coax Mrs. Zhou into one another. Mrs. Zhou kindly took her hand and said to her politely: "It just so happens that a bunch of children are coming home today. You stay for dinner together.

Right." Ye Wanxian couldn't ask for it, pretending to be surprised right." Ye Wanxian couldn't ask for it, pretending to be surprised: "Is that too much trouble for you?"

Madam Zhou smiled and stopped: "What is the trouble? Just a few more pairs of chopsticks. They are all classmates of Siyue No. 3 Middle School. Just let Xian Xian get familiar with it."

"Yes, yes." After that, Ye Wanxian talked about Ding Xian, pretending to: "Xian Xian, this is Aunt Zhou I often mention to you."

Ding Xian looked at Mrs. Zhou in silence...

She was thinking if she took another sentence at this time,

My mother never mentioned you.' What would Ye Wan Xian's reaction be?

But Mrs. Zhou is amiable. She decided to put her fangs away temporarily and put on a nice smile: "Aunt Zhou, hello, I often hear my mother mention you."

One of the signs of the rebellious period: lying without blinking.: "Is that too much trouble for you?"

Madam Zhou smiled and stopped: "What is the trouble? Just a few more pairs of chopsticks. They are all classmates of Siyue No. 3 Middle School. Just let Xian Xian get familiar with it."

"Yes, yes." After that, Ye Wanxian talked about Ding Xian, pretending to: "Xian Xian, this is Aunt Zhou I often mention to you."

Ding Xian looked at Mrs. Zhou in silence.

She was thinking, if she took another sentence at this time, "Actually, my mother never mentioned you." What would Ye Wan Xian's reaction be?

But Mrs. Zhou is amiable. She decided to put her fangs away temporarily and put on a nice smile: "Aunt Zhou, hello, I often hear my mother mention you."

One of the signs of the rebellious period: lying without blinking.

Madam Zhou touched her head: "Good." The nanny finished the meal, and Madam Zhou took Ding Xian, mother and son, and was already seated at the dining table.

A young girl with a small flower took the lead to rush down the stairs. When she saw Ding Xian, she was shocked and smiled and found a place to sit down, “Aunt Zhou, who is this sister?"

Mrs. Zhou said: "This is your friend Brother SiYue, called Ding Xian." The girl has a round, white, and tender face, and is very beautiful. Sitting on the dining chair across the half of the table, she stretched out her hand in a friendly manner, "Sister, Hello, my name is Song Yi Jin."

She should be the most beautiful girl Ding Xian has ever seen.

She was even more beautiful than the best-looking in her previous school.

She reached out, put on that generous smile, and smiled: "Hello, my name is Ding Envy."

Song Yi Jin hands back, and praises her: "You are so thin."

Ding Xian back. “You're beautiful."

A half-year-old child, learning the compliments of the adult world at the dining table, made Madam Zhou and Ding's mother laugh. But they don't know.

In Ding Xian and Song Yi Jin's own world, they are already adults.

Mrs. Zhou smiled: "Okay, how do the two children learn to talk to adults."

Mother Ding echoed: "The children are precocious now."

Although the elders said that, Song Yi Jin and Ding Xian looked at each other and smiled. This is the secret of growth.

Ding Xian read a sentence in the book.

Adults always treat them as children because they don't want to believe that they are old.

After ten minutes, the people have not come down, Madam Zhou is anxious: "Yi Jin, why haven't they come down yet?“

Song Yi Jin: "Brother Jiang Chen and the others are still playing games. Sleeping and waking up, how could he be trapped as a dog every day..."

After speaking, she regretted it, her mouth was quick, and she didn't cover up her squabbles in private, and forgot to converge in front of the elders. Song Yi Jin spit out her tongue again, a little unaware. Taken.

Madam Zhou rubbed her head and groaned: "Why do you a little girl use swear words all day long."

As she was talking, the door to the guest room upstairs was suddenly opened, and several voices sounded. Song Yi Jin said, “Brother Jiang Chen and they are down."

Madam Zhou rushed upstairs and shouted, "Chen."

The voices stopped. Now, through a smooth male voice: "Yes."

Mrs. Zhou: "Go and call Xiyue, this kid is almost dead. We are waiting for him to eat. The others will wash their hands and eat.“

"Okay Hey." Jiang Chengang won two, happily, "You wait, I will drag him down for you."

Immediately afterward, she heard a bang on the door upstairs and Jiang Chen's standard. The bass, with a little voice accent: "A Yue!!! Don't sleep! Your mother calls you to eat!!!"

Jiang Chen refused to give up.

"Open the door!!! Open the door!!!"

She didn't know why, Ding Xian was a little nervous, holding her breath and listening to the sound upstairs.

To be honest, she was quite curious about the young master.

What kind of heaven-defying species can be born with such a heaven-defying gene of the Zhou couple?

Suddenly there was silence upstairs for three seconds.

First, there were slamming slippers from far too near, and then a "clang" the door was opened, and then an extremely irritable and impatient voice sounded: "Jiang Chen, are you looking for death?!!!"

Ding Xian heard that his voice was inexplicably lazy and sexy.

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