Chapter 70 Huai Guo is wronged, but Huai Guo doesn’t say anything
Zhao Huaiguo said to them directly: "The rest will be left to you, and I won't care about it."
Su Jingyang glanced at him and said nothing, no matter what? That's impossible.
No matter what Zhao Huaiguo was thinking, he still had to go to his great-aunt to show her favor and hug him. After all, if only a few days passed, his status at home might not be as good as that of an old hen.
It's mostly tears.
Of course, he is still the boss's younger brother, so we can't really leave everything to him.
Zhao Huaiguo thought he was very 'conscience' and said: "You have also read the things. If it is inconvenient to take them back to the Educated Youth Point, just leave them here first and come back to get them when needed. Of course, if you have anything special or important,
You can come to me if you need my help."
Both of them bite so hard, for fear that others won't know what they mean.
Ji Mingxuan:......
Gu Beichuan:......
Su Jingyang:......
Haha, I believe you as a ghost.
Su Jingyang collected all the information and put it back into the information bag, handed it to him, and asked: "But by the way, whose subordinate are you?"
Zhao Huaiguo smiled, took the information bag, and said nothing.
Su Jingyang didn't care, touched his chin and looked at him: "It's either my dad's or my grandpa's, right?"
Zhao Huaiguo ignored him, put the things back, and said to them: "You can go back. It's getting late, so I won't leave you to eat."
As he spoke, he walked to the door and opened it.
Su Jingyang wanted to continue talking, but Ji Mingxuan shook his head at him and glanced at Zhao Huaiguo with a deep look.
"Beichuan, Jingyang, let's go."
As he walked out, Gu Beichuan glanced at him and followed him.
Su Jingyang snorted coldly at him and walked out.
After sending these three giant Buddhas away, Zhao Huaiguo instantly felt relaxed and innocent tonight.
Feeling happy, I headed to the kitchen.
He arrived before anyone came: "Mom, let me help you cook."
Hearing what he said, Wang Guihua suddenly exploded again. Why didn't she realize that this terrible thing was so disliked by others before?
"Help me cook? You don't want to eat? Why did I give birth to such a terrible thing like you?"
Zhao Huaiguo's straightened back suddenly straightened.
Well, his mother dislikes her again.
Zhao Huaiguo: Huaiguo was wronged, but Huaiguo didn’t say anything.
The patriarch’s house.
"Dad, no one lives in my cousin's house anymore. Does it belong to us?" Zhao Changshan's son, Zhao Jianjin, looked at his father with greedy eyes and asked.
"That house is dilapidated and old, why are you trying to take advantage of him?" Zhao Changshan said with a look of disgust.
Zhao Jianjin was a little impatient and said, "Dad, don't ask, just say yes."
Zhao Changshan was just such a son, and he usually doted on him very closely. Seeing that he was unhappy, he hurriedly said.
"It stands to reason that if there are no descendants, this house will be owned by Wufu's relatives, but didn't your cousin adopt Zhao Xiaoya? This house belongs to her."
Zhao Jianjin almost forgot about the money-losing Zhao Xiaoya. He rolled his eyes and said, "Zhao Xiaoya is not my uncle's biological granddaughter, so what qualifications does she have to get that house?"
Zhao Changshan thought for a while and felt that his son was right.
But when he thought about there being another Zhao Jingyi, Zhao Changshan's face became a little ugly as he thought about how she refused to give him face in front of so many people that day.
"But that's the truth, but isn't your aunt protecting her? This matter is not easy to handle."
Zhao Jianjin didn't think so. An orphan girl without a father or a mother was nothing but a senior citizen. He didn't take it to heart at all.
"Dad, you are the patriarch of the clan after all. Why are you worried about her being a loser with no father or mother?"
Zhao Changshan heard the disgust and disdain in his son's words, and felt a little dissatisfied.
"What do you know? You think I don't want to. With so many people in the village protecting her, you think she is easy to bully."
What he didn't say was that there has always been an unwritten rule in Zhaojia Village: whoever is senior has the most effective words.
Moreover, Zhao Jingyi's father had many people in the village who owed him favors, and her grandparents, the good old people in the village, had helped many people in the village. These two alone were enough for her to be protected in the village for a lifetime.
Moreover, as the patriarch, he is no longer as effective as before. There are only two people who can speak most effectively in the village, and he is still at the back.
One is Zhao Jingyi, the other is the current captain Zhao Jianting, and the last one is myself.
What's more, he still knows what his son is like. He is unprofitable and can't afford to eat early. He eats well but is too lazy to cook. He just cheats every day.
He caused trouble everywhere in the village and his reputation has been ruined over the years.
Now I can still sit in the position of the clan leader, but it's just because the time to re-elect the clan leader has not yet come.
Zhao Jianjin is a man in his thirties, but he is still like a child. When he doesn't get what he wants, he just sits on the ground and plays tricks.
"I don't care. Anyway, I want my uncle's house. Dad, you can get it for me."
When Zhao Changshan saw his move, his face turned black with anger and he shouted angrily:
"You stand up for me, you are so old, and you are still sitting on the ground, you are not ashamed."
Zhao Jianjin's skin has long been thicker than a wall. He knows how to get what he wants: "I don't care, I want it, mother, mother."
An old lady with half-white hair and a mean face walked out of the kitchen on her little feet. When she saw her son sitting on the floor, she quickly went over to comfort him.
"What's going on, what's going on, old son, why are you sitting on the floor? Get up quickly. The floor is dirty. Get up first. Mom will boil eggs for you later."
Zhao Jianjin raised his chin and said as if I was very angry: "No, I won't get up if dad doesn't give it to me, and I won't eat tonight."
"Oh, how can it be done? If you don't eat and you are hungry, my mother will feel sorry for you. If you don't give the old man's son what he wants, if he is starved to death, I will fight you to the death."
This made the old lady feel very distressed. She glared at her old man fiercely and cursed.
Zhao Changshan's face was livid with anger, and he said loudly: "What do you know? Do you want to give it to me or not? This question depends on whether you can give it to me."
The old lady thought about it, and said somewhat nonchalantly: "Old son, Mom will boil two eggs for you, how about we don't want them anymore?"
Zhao Jianjin shook his head in disbelief, with an aggrieved look on his face: "No, no, mother, you don't love me anymore."
The old lady felt sorry for her son. She didn't want to make him feel wronged, so she quickly scolded her old man: "Zhao Changshan, just do whatever you can to him. Do you want to force our mother and son to death?"
As he spoke, he felt sorry for his son and wiped away his tears.
Zhao Changshan was so angry that he almost scolded his mother. He threw the cigarette rod in his hand on the table and yelled: "What do you know? Your son wants someone else's house. If you are capable, tell me how to get it."
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