Chapter 7 [A Little Sister Falls Out of the World] (2)

Since the little girl suddenly became confused, Zhang Yang realized that she must have been showing off and laughed: "Xiaojing, why did you run to my dormitory?" He said as he took out the key and opened the door.

Zhao Jing was so dizzy that he called Xiao Jing. Usually, the young man called him that. After carefully looking at Zhang Yang's appearance, it was his own brother. She screamed and rushed forward, hugging Zhang Yang's right arm tightly. Zhang Yang was startled by her slow reaction: "I said girl, we don't bring that fun, I was shocked and want to scare your brother to death?"

Zhao Jing stroked Zhang Yang's leather jacket with soft texture, and her big eyes were filled with excitement and envy: "Brother, brother! Who did you borrow this outfit?"

Zhang Yang was stunned when he heard this. With me, Doctor Zhang, he could only borrow other people's clothes to wear. Can't I afford it myself? But after calming down, I really couldn't afford it in the past. This girl didn't say that she stole it, which was already very proud of her.

Zhang Yang laughed: "Girl, your eyes are so vicious that you can tell at a glance that this dress is not my own."

"That's... Fortunately, I know that my brother is honest. If someone else saw it, he would think you stolen it?"

Zhang Yang was in tears and had no tears. After making a fuss for a long time, he still couldn't escape the suspicion of theft.

Zhao Jing's eyes were attracted by the China-branded speed bike in the room again: "Wow! The sports car is still a China-branded speed bike, it's so awesome!" The little girl almost glared out her eyes.

"A new purchase from a classmate." With the experience just now, Zhang Yang dared not admit that it was his own.

"I know it's your classmate's. Can you afford it?" Zhao Jing held the handlebar and gently fiddled with the gear shifter on it: "It's great! Brother, when did you think we can buy that one?"

"Since you like it so much, just push it away, no one can see it anyway."

Zhao Jing glared at Zhang Yang fiercely: "Brother, you are a poor man. Although our family has no money, we can't do such embarrassing things."

Zhang Yang didn't realize that he had an inexplicable affection for the young girl who suddenly appeared: "Xiaojing, are you asking me for something?"

Zhao Jing left the bicycle with both hands and looked at him with some dissatisfaction: "And you are the brother like this. You said that when you go back today, my mother cooked so many dishes at noon, waiting for you to go home, but you are so scared that you are not invisible now. Why? I am so angry with my dad? He has that temper. Do you really have the same knowledge as him?"

Zhang Yang immediately understood the purpose of this sister coming. She thought about it and was a bit overwhelmed, but it was not a solution to always hide. Since her current identity is someone else's son, she must play this role well.

Zhao Jing came to him and sat down, grabbed his arm and said coquettishly, "Good brother, let's go, you haven't been home for two weeks. Mom has cried secretly on her back on her back. If you don't understand others, you have to understand our mother, right?"

"That's!"

"You have a little conscience, let's go!" Zhao Jing pulled Zhang Yang and stood up.

Zhao Jing came here by bike, an 80% new 26 Phoenix Bicycle. She opened the lock and pushed the car in front of Zhang Yang: "Brother, take me!" She was obviously unintentional, but she still invisibly turned Zhang Yang's army. Zhang Yang had just learned how to ride a bicycle, and even rode herself, so she didn't have the ability to ride a bicycle and brought people.

"You'll take me, my brother's foot twisted today, it hurts a lot!" Zhang Yang's face was full of pain.

Zhao Jing is still a simple little girl. She didn't expect that her brother would be fooled with her. She nodded and rode her bike to the dormitory of the agricultural machinery factory staff.

The dormitory of the agricultural machinery factory is not far from the county people's hospital, less than three kilometers away. Zhang Yang is so big that he is sitting in the second-class seat, but Zhao Jing is thin again. There are inevitably good people pointing fingers along the way. It is not pleasant to be stabbed by someone on the back. Zhang Yang made up his mind to learn the bicycle no matter what he said next week.

When I entered the courtyard of the agricultural machinery factory, I met many acquaintances along the way. Of course, Zhang Yang didn’t know him. When people saw him, they greeted him enthusiastically: “The mistress is back!”

"Where have you been recently? I haven't seen you!"

"San'er! I thought you were abroad!"

Zhang Yang kept a passionate smile on his face. Who is this with whom? Anyway, he doesn't know anyone, but one thing can be confirmed that he has a good popularity in this area.

There are only two buildings in the dormitory of the agricultural machinery factory, which are for middle-level cadres in the factory. Zhang Yang's stepfather Zhao Tiesheng is just a small class leader in the factory tool workshop, so he has not yet gotten up to the building in nearly fifty years old. The family of six lives in three bungalows in the second row of the south. A small courtyard of about 30 square meters was circled in front of the door. Half of the kitchen was built by himself against the east wall. A vegetable field was cultivated in the yard with some green onions and garlic seedlings inserted into it.

When Zhang Yang walked into the yard, there was only a middle-aged woman in the yard, washing clothes in a large wooden basin. The afterglow of the sunset outlined her thin outline. Every time she rubbed her clothes, the blue veins on her neck would protrude. Although she was only forty-one years old, her hair was already gray, and a strand of hair fell on her forehead. She raised her left arm and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve. Only then did she realize that Zhang Yang had already walked into the yard.

Xu Lihua looked at his son expressionlessly. After a long time, the corners of his lips twitched and a gentle arc bent upwards.

Zhang Yang looked at his mother and her haggard face, and couldn't help but feel unspeakable bitterness in his heart. Before coming here, he had considered how to face this woman, but at this moment he did not hesitate at all and called in a low voice: "Mom..." When he shouted this word, his heart was tolerated by warmth and happiness. No matter what kind of experience he had, he could not deny that he had an inseparable blood relationship with the woman in front of him.

Xu Lihua looked at her son, then lowered her head and continued to wash her clothes: "San'er, go to the house to watch TV, and wait until my mother finishes washing the clothes before cooking for you."

"Yeah!" Zhang Yang followed Zhao Jing to the bungalow in the middle. The indoor 14-inch color TV was replaying the TV series. In the early 1990s, this domestic bitter drama was broadcasting endlessly on the screen. A middle-aged man with a medium figure and a little bald man was leaning on the artificial leather sofa and watching TV. He was holding a large enamel tea tank in his right hand, which was also printed with the fifth skill competition of the agricultural machinery factory and a big prize. This middle-aged man was Zhang Yang's stepfather Zhao Tiesheng.

Zhao Tiesheng raised the teapot and took a big sip of tea, made a very exaggerated snoring, then frowned and handed the teapot to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang did not respond. Zhao Jing hurriedly snatched over and wanted to take the big teapot over. Unexpectedly, when Zhao Tiesheng was about to meet her, she took the teapot back and handed it to Zhang Yang again. This time Zhao Jing did not dare to pick it up. Zhang Yang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with interest.

Although Zhao Tiesheng was sitting on the sofa, his eyes were full of arrogance and an arrogant look on his face. I was the head of the household and the most powerful person in this family. I had to use my power to suppress others. This is strength.
Chapter completed!