Chapter 7 [A younger sister fell from the world] 3
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Zhao Tiesheng was obviously not a character who could keep his composure. He was puzzled, he was surprised, how could this little brat dare to openly disobey his orders? He turned his face, his eyebrows were thick, his eyes were not small, his nose was big, and his lips were very big.
Thick, it can’t be said to be good-looking, but it can’t be said to be ugly either. It’s the kind that can’t be found in a crowd. Zhao Tiesheng immediately noticed the difference in Zhang Yang. Of course, all he saw were the changes in Zhang Yang’s appearance. As for the inner appearance,
changes, this guy is still far from that state.
Zhao Tiesheng raised the big tea vat again. He was surprised by Zhang Yang's suddenly bright appearance. He was different from his daughter Zhao Jing. Zhao Jing was concerned about the origin of these things. Zhao Tiesheng felt excited when he saw Zhang Yang dressed like this.
But it is a high-spirited fighting spirit, bastard, a person wearing five or six is awesome? I still don’t believe that I can’t cure you. However, Zhao Tiesheng soon became disappointed. Zhang Yang glanced at him with disdain and walked out without saying a word.
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Zhao Tiesheng stared blankly at Zhang Yang's back. Zhang Yang's silent resistance was a denial of his supreme authority in the family. In Zhao Tiesheng's memory, this kind of thing had never happened before.
The teapot fell to the ground, and the white porcelain teapot hit the concrete floor with an earth-shattering noise. Zhao Jing beside her was so frightened that her face turned pale.
Zhao Tiesheng jumped up from the sofa and strode after him: "Little bastard, stop right here!"
Xu Lihua was so frightened that he put down the clothes in the basin and stood in front of Zhang Yang at a loss: "Old Zhao... the child just came back, what are you... doing?"
Zhao Tiesheng rushed forward like a furious lion. In these many years, his authority has never been challenged like this.
When Xu Lihua saw her husband getting angry, she was so frightened that she rushed towards her: "Old Zhao..." Zhao Tiesheng, who was so angry, gave her a loud slap in the face, which made Xu Lihua lose his footing and fell to the ground.
"Mom!" Zhao Jing cried and rushed forward, helping her mother up on the ground: "Dad, what are you doing?"
Xu Lihua wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, came to Zhang Yang's side, and grabbed Zhang Yang's arm: "San'er, hurry up! Apologize to your dad, you kid, why are you so ignorant?"
Zhang Yang looked at his mother with pity. He took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mother's lips. Xu Lihua looked at his son's eyes and felt a sadness in his heart. She wanted to cry, but she didn't dare.
Although she tried her best to suppress her crying, the circles under her eyes still turned red: "San'er, apologize to your dad quickly..."
"He is not my father!" Zhang Yang said word by word. He slowly turned his head and his cold eyes fell on Zhao Tiesheng's face that was distorted with anger: "He doesn't deserve it!"
"Little bastard!" Zhao Tiesheng cursed as viciously as he reached for the wooden stick leaning against the wall.
Xu Lihua was so frightened that he pushed Zhang Yang towards the door: "Xiao Jing, take your brother away..."
Zhang Yang doesn't understand why his mother is so afraid of this stepfather. Judging from Zhao Tiesheng's actions just now, this kind of person is a scoundrel in the market. Doctor Zhang looked down on this kind of person in the past and now. This is the level. He and Zhao Tiesheng have no relationship at all.
It's not on the same level. According to Zhang Yang's temper, he would have to beat up this guy who spits shit. But after all, this guy is still a stepfather. Zhang Yang still has the concept of respecting the elders and loving the young, not to mention that there are also
With such a pitiful mother, Zhang Yang really regretted coming back.
Zhao Jing pulled Zhang Yang toward the door. Zhao Tiesheng rushed up with a stick, but Xu Lihua hugged him tightly. Zhao Tiesheng was so angry that he hit Xu Lihua's weak shoulder with a stick.
Peng! There was a muffled sound, and the stick hit his mother, but it was like hitting Zhang Yang's heart. He turned around suddenly, and his beast-like eyes made Zhao Tiesheng swallow back the curse words he was about to say.
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"Brother, let's go!" Zhao Jing tried to push Zhang Yang out of the door, but Zhang Yang gently broke away from her arm and walked towards Zhao Tiesheng step by step.
The overwhelming momentum was like an invisible mountain pressing towards Zhao Tiesheng. Zhao Tiesheng's right eyelid twitched for no reason. He raised the wooden stick: "I'll kill him..." Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yang had already dodged the wooden stick.
past.
Zhao Tiesheng didn't expect that Zhang Yang would strike so quickly. He stayed there for a moment, and Zhang Yang raised the wooden stick in his hand, aiming to smash it down on his head.
"San'er!" Xu Lihua shouted hoarsely, his eyes full of tears: "He is your father!"
The wooden stick in Zhang Yang's hand froze in mid-air. After a while, he slowly threw the wooden stick on the ground: "My dad has died a long time ago..." He turned and walked out of the door.
Zhao Tiesheng stared blankly at the wooden stick on the ground, but no longer had the courage to catch up.
It wasn't until Zhang Yang's figure disappeared outside the door that Xu Lihua chased him out desperately and caught up with Zhang Yang at the intersection: "San'er..." She took out fifteen yuan from the pocket of her clothes and wanted to stuff it into Zhang Yang
in hands.
Zhang Yang smiled and put the money in her palm, then shook his head: "Mom, I am not short of money. I will not come back to this family in the future. If you miss me, go to the hospital to find me."
The sense of victory that Zhang Yang originally got from Li Changyu was completely destroyed by the sudden appearance of his family. He was very depressed. No wonder Zhang Yang showed such deep hatred in his diary. Zhao Tiesheng is indeed not a good guy. He hopes that after he leaves,
It would be better if this old guy wouldn't take his anger out on his mother.
After walking out of the gate of the community, Zhao Jing caught up with her on a bicycle and stopped Zhang Yang in front of her: "Brother!"
This poor little girl had just cried, and there were still fresh tears on her face. Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh, stretched out his right hand, and wiped away the tears on her face with his thumb: "What's the matter?" Although he knew this little girl.
They have only been sisters for a few hours, but Zhang Yang has already developed a deep affection for her. The diary is right. In this family, only Xu Lihua and Zhao Jing treat themselves as relatives. Since they came to this world and became Zhang Yang, they
We must accept everything about him, his family, his joy, even his troubles, and his hatred. After thinking about this, Doctor Zhang felt much more comfortable. With his strength, he should be able to survive in this world.
To live a better life, he doesn't have to think about or care about boring people and boring things. This is called hierarchy.
"Brother, I'll invite you to dinner!" Zhao Jing whispered.
Zhang Yang laughed: "I'm not hungry!"
"You have to go!" Xiao Nizi's temperament was actually very stubborn. Zhang Yang couldn't defeat her, so he could only nodded: "You can go, but you have to let me treat you!"
Zhao Jing smiled and nodded.
The brother and sister went to the Northeast Dumpling Restaurant opposite the agricultural machinery factory and ordered a pound of dumplings. Zhang Yang ordered two more stir-fried dishes, a 2-ounce bottle of Niulanshan Erguotou, and a can of Coke. Zhao Jing looked at Zhang Yang and felt a little dazed.
"Girl, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Brother, I feel like you have changed as a person." There is no barrier between the brother and sister. Zhao Jing always says what he thinks.
Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, but then he thought about it, maybe only he knew about the changes, and he still had a modest smile on his face: "What's changed?"
