Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 658 Young Man Admires 3

After all, she knew that Zhang Shuijiang's good friend would send a sum of money home every year. She had heard Huang Xiaofang say this once by chance.

A huge sum of tens of thousands of dollars!

However, my parents never mentioned the existence of this money, because it was saved to help my second brother build a house and find a wife.

Zhang Wenqin was curious. They had always transferred money before, but why did they come in person this time? Would there be more benefits?

She said that her mother was too harsh on Zhang Dingrui and his brother, and that she should at least behave properly in front of outsiders, otherwise it would be bad for their reputation. Unfortunately, few of her words reached her parents' ears.

The situation in the Zhang family's tile-roofed house remained deadlocked until footsteps were heard outside the door.

The man walked to the door and stopped, then raised his hand and knocked twice on the wooden door with his fingers.

There were two heavy knocks on the wooden door, followed by the boy's slightly panting voice: "Uncle, Auntie, I'm here."

The Zhang family members inside the door heard it but did not respond. Huang Xiaofang even sneered, as she was already used to Zhang Dingyu knocking on the door when she came home.

"Come in."

Zhang Dingyu heard an unfamiliar voice. He couldn't hear it clearly through the heavy door. He could only conclude that the other party was not a member of the Zhang family because the other party spoke the word "come in" in standard Mandarin.

According to his younger brother Zhang Dingrui, this person should be the daughter of his father's good friend who came to see him.

Zhang Dingyu calmed himself down, lowered his eyes and looked at himself. His feet were still stained with mud from the fields.

He simply walked to the yard where small stones were piled up, raised his legs and pressed his shoes against the gravel, scraping off most of the dirt on his shoes. This time he walked back to the front of the house and pushed open the door.

And the moment he pushed the door open, he suddenly came face to face with Lingyao.

Seeing that no one had entered for a long time, Lingyao walked forward to open the door.

Zhang Dingyu was stunned as she looked at the person in front of her.

Because it was hot in the room, Lingyao took off her coat and put it aside. At this time, she was only wearing a snow-white turtleneck sweater, which outlined her slender waist.

Because they were so close, Zhang Dingyu could even smell a faint fragrance on her body, which formed a sharp contrast with the smell of sweat on his body.

He subconsciously took a step back. His nose and mouth seemed to be covered by an invisible plastic bag. The air was so thin that he held his breath.

While Zhang Dingyu was being frozen by Lingyao, Lingyao was also sizing him up at the same time.

The boy has a neat and clean buzz cut. It is said that a buzz cut is the best test of a person's appearance, and the man in front of me has half of it.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a straight nose, every one of his facial features could withstand a closer look, but due to years of hunger, his cheeks were sunken and his face was yellow.

But he looked in good shape, probably because he had been doing farm work all year round. He was only wearing the simplest shorts and vest, revealing his arms, with clear and beautiful muscle lines.

Lingyao took a glance and a sharp explosion burst out in her heart!

God damn it! The baby God of Wealth is so miserable!

When she got angry, her complexion turned bad and she felt cold all over.

Zhang Dingyu looked at the woman with a cold expression, pursed her lips and said nothing, not knowing how to treat her.

Over the years, he has actually received quite a few friends of his father and mother, especially in the two years just after they passed away. In recent years, almost no one has come.

Most of those who came to Taiping Village to see them brought some gifts and money, expressed their sympathy and pity for the two brothers, and then left.

Naturally, the gifts were taken away by Zhang Qinghe's family, and the money given to Zhang Dingyu was also required to be handed over.

Once he refused, they stopped feeding Zhang Dingrui.

Therefore, Zhang Dingyu began to resist these people later. He hated Zhang Qinghe's family for taking advantage of other people's pity and sympathy for him to ask for money, and he also hated their pity and sympathy.

Lingyao opened the door, took a step to the side, and looked at Zhang Dingyu, who had a complicated expression and was already mature and thoughtful at a young age: "Come in."

Zhang Dingyu followed Lingyao in and saw Zhang Qinghe and Huang Xiaofang sitting on stools with stern faces in the lobby, while Zhang Wenqin and Zhang Wengang looked at him meaningfully. In the spacious lobby, only the half-grown Zhang Wenxin was curled up in a backpack and mumbling nonsense.

Zhang Dingyu walked in and called out, "Uncle, Auntie."

Hearing him calling for someone, Huang Xiaofang, who had been holding back for a long time, snorted sarcastically, raised her chin, and rolled her eyes: "You're finally back. If someone didn't know, they would think we did something to you. Come on, this person is looking for you. You have to have a good chat with him. Tell us if we have treated you badly after raising you for so many years."

After she finished speaking, Huang Xiaofang's face showed a bit of the fierceness and blatant threat that Zhang Dingyu was familiar with.

Even if he told the woman that they were harsh on him, what would it matter? Apart from their family, no one else would take in these two bastards, so they would have to let her do whatever she wanted.

This woman might be able to get them some justice now, but what if she drives away?

See what these two little bastards will do!

Zhang Dingyu naturally understood what Huang Xiaoqin meant.

But he didn't expect that the woman didn't chat with him like the others who came to see him before, and asked him how his life was going. Instead, she said something that caught him off guard: "Where is your room? Show me."

Zhang Dingyu didn't want this woman to see his room, so he stood there without moving.

Lingyao grabbed his shoulders from behind and pushed him towards a few half-closed doors. She opened them one by one and asked slowly, "This one?"

When he got no response, he turned around and pushed him to the next room.

Before Zhang Dingyu could react, Huang Xiaoqin behind her was furious.

"You little bitch, you beast, who gave you the right to barge into other people's homes?

Then she ran to the front door, opened it, and stood in the courtyard howling, "Damn it, we met bandits! They robbed us! They killed people!"

As she shouted, she saw many nearby villagers sticking their heads out and running out of their homes to watch the fun because of her howling. She simply sat down on the ground, covering her face and howling.

Facing all this, Lingyao turned a blind eye and just looked at Zhang Dingyu with unquestionable determination in her eyes: "Which one?"

Zhang Dingyu looked at the increasing number of people outside the door, pulled Zhang Dingrui who was standing nearby over, and then pointed at a dark, narrow door with his eyes closed.

He thought Lingyao just wanted to go in and take a look by herself, but he didn't expect her to push the two brothers in together, and then locked the door without saying anything.

In the narrow room, there was a small bed and a mattress made of a worn-out quilt. The three of them had no place to step.