Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that he was very fond of Xiaobao. Wang Xiangxue's eyes flashed, "That's not good. Why should a great-grandson be favored by the head of the Xu family?"

She turned around and found her youngest son among the children. She smiled and waved, "Mingyang, come to mom. Mom has something to tell you."

Xu Mingyang was playing checkers with several cousins. Finally it was his turn when he heard his mother calling him. He was a little reluctant. Seeing that his mother was unhappy, he walked over slowly.

"What are you asking me to do? Mom, I was just playing."

Wang Xiangxue raised her eyes and looked around. No one was paying attention, so she pulled Xu Mingyang to a small corner and whispered: "Didn't I tell you when I was at home? I want to talk to your Grandpa Zeng when I get to the old house."

Xu Mingyang was still thinking about the unfinished game of checkers, so he said without thinking about what he said: "I told you, I talked to Grandpa Zeng when I came here, and Grandpa Zeng asked me to have fun."

Wang Xiangxue was confused, "You will have fun if you are asked to have fun? Why don't you wink, kid? Your grandpa Zeng is so old. He will love you if you talk to him more."

Xu Mingyang blinked and couldn't understand. He scratched his head and said innocently: "My grandpa Zeng loves me very much. Mom, why do you say that?"

Wang Xiangxue rolled her eyes and pointed in Xiaobao's direction, "Look, see clearly, your grandpa Zeng loves that child. When did he hug you like this? Why don't you get closer to him?"

Your great-grandfather, your great-grandfather will give you less things from now on."

Xu Mingyang turned his head and looked at the old and the young under the light in the distance, confusion flashed across his childish face. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Wang Xiangxue and said: "Brother Xiaobao is still young. Grandpa Zeng should hold him."

Yes, I’m already seven years old, and Grandpa Zeng can’t hold me anymore.”

"Also, I don't want Grandpa Zeng's things. Dad said that whatever you want, you have to earn it with your own hands. Only in this way will you be a man who can stand upright when you grow up."

Wang Xiangxue's nostrils were twitching in anger. Looking at Wang Mingyang's expression, she even doubted that this was really the child she gave birth to. Otherwise, why would she be so stubborn?

Who does it look like?

Also, Xu Houchun taught the child something when she was not at home. He had a non-competitive and non-grabbing temperament and taught his son to be like this.

"Are you going?" Wang Xiangxue's voice couldn't help but rise.

"I'm not going." At this age, Xu Mingyang didn't like people speaking to him in a commanding tone, not even his mother, so she just said two words back without looking over her shoulder.

Then he whispered in a low voice: "If you want to go, you can go by yourself, I don't want to go."

His grandpa was very fierce, and to be honest he was a little scared.

Wang Xiangxue raised her hand angrily, then put it down after thinking about it.

She took a deep breath, bent down and put her hands on Xu Mingyang's shoulders, pressed a little harder, looked into his eyes and taught patiently: "You are still young and don't understand. You know that there is a little leakage between your Grandpa Zeng's fingers."

You know, this is something you can’t earn on your own in your lifetime, right?”

"Do you know how difficult it is to make money now? You are lucky enough to be born in the Xu family. You have good food and good use, and you don't have to worry about anything. But if you want to live such a good life, everything depends on money.
Chapter completed!