The Eldest Daughter Was Reborn
Chapter 6

There was an unpleasant episode at this birthday banquet. Finally, the old birthday star had no choice but to go upstairs to change for a new dress, and also replace a set of emerald jewelry to fit the new dress.

That emerald set was extremely precious. But everyone knows that grandmothers still prefer rubies and prefer to wear red on such holidays.

Zhang Yansheng's grandmother's face was extremely ugly.

Grandma held on until the birthday banquet disappeared, and as she was about to board the bus in the courtyard, she said to Zhang Huan: "If your son is not behaving well, then he will not be, don't take him out to humiliate me in the future!"

How dare Zhang Huan take Zhang Yansheng towards the current old lady, letting Liang Yingying lead Zhang Shuocheng and Zhang Heling wait for him in the car. Now the only ones in front of the old lady were Zhang Huan and Zhang Yansheng.

"Don't get mad." Zhang Yansheng gently stroked the old woman's arm, comforting gently, "It's not worth getting angry."

The granddaughter was very gentle and beautiful, the old woman looked at her, her anger a little more subtle, but when she saw her son, she snorted.

Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Huan and said, "My father has no control over the child. He was already used to being like a small ancestor, otherwise you think that child would dare to be so brash?"

Grandma was furious and pointed at Zhang Huan and said, "It's not wrong for godfather to raise him! If you can't control it, let your daughter take care of it!"

Zhang Huan sweated on his forehead and only dared to nod his head: "OK, okay."

Zhang Yansheng said: "You really, how could I care? He didn't listen to me, didn't you beat him up? Our family didn't beat up the kid."

“You are the oldest daughter of this family. Oldest sister like a mother. Of course you are qualified to take care of your sisters.” Grandma said with a cold face. “Monkey skin like this needs to be beaten! He's been so naughty that you can't beat him? You've learned how to fight in vain?"

Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Huan: "I can't wait to beat him to death every day, can my father let him?"

This child was spoiled by his father, while for his mother who could not come to the table, grandma did not expect at all. He lowered his face: "If I let you beat you, you just hit. If your father doesn't dare let you, tell me, I'll beat him up! It's not like I never hit him!"

Zhang Huan could only sneer when exposed by his mother in front of the girl.

Seeing her daughter coax her mother into the car in a soft voice, she felt relieved. Cough and said to Zhang Yansheng: "Let's go."

Zhang Yansheng glanced at him and walked towards his car in silence.

At night, the girl's eyes were exactly the same as her mother's. The look in his eyes was the same as the look in his mother's eyes in the past two years.

It was because he no longer had any illusions about him, and there would no longer be disappointed eyes.

Zhang Huan was surprised. The eldest daughter is a bit strange tonight. He seems to be too quiet.

In the past, shouting loudly, furiously and even gritting his teeth, shouldn't he be like that? Why did he suddenly change his 'gender' today? It seems he was possessed by his mother.

On a scorching summer night, Zhang Huan felt a little cold. He rushed after his daughter and headed for his car.

When he got into the car, Liang Yingying complained: "Making a scene, that kid is naughty and naughty. How can a person of this age be angry at a child?"

Zhang Huan spent the night with his mother and aunt with a smile, and was even scolded. Immediately scolded: "You shut up!"

He turned around and pointed at Zhang Shuocheng's nose and cursed, "If you dare to bring me this nonsense when you come out in the future, I will beat you to death!"

As he said, he leaned forward, grabbed the water gun in Zhang Shuocheng's hand, and threw it out the window.

“Pistolku! My gun!” Zhang Shuocheng cried.

“Shut!” Zhang Huan yelled at him, “Crying to death again!”

It was rare for Zhang Huan to be so angry at Zhang Shuocheng.

Liang Yingying also persuaded, especially Zhang Yansheng was still sitting in the back row, his face a little uncontrollable, and he whispered: "He didn't mean it ..."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Yansheng only watched the joke between husband and wife and son coldly.

He knew that Zhang Huan was only intimidating Zhang Shuocheng. Zhang Huan was a bit patriarchal, he had always wanted a son, otherwise he would not have married Liang Yingying at home to Zhang Shuocheng.

He used to be stupid. He considered Liang Yingying to be a huge mountain and had to jump to enlarge the volume.As a result, he pushed Zhang Huan to the side of Liang Yingying, who was instead promoting the union of her husband and wife.

How happy is this couple? Look, just a little mess, that's right.

Zhang Yansheng understood why Zhang Huan was angry.

Zhang Huan was not the only child. Although there were several independent companies under his name, the family's core business was in his mother's hands. How many points were scored in his mother's heart now was related to how much strength the old woman was willing to give him, and also how much he could get in the old woman's will in the future.

Zhang Yansheng, who was 15 years old before, had never thought of this. But now that Zhang Yansheng had been in the community for a while, knowing that money could make ghosts grind, and seeing such a powerful old woman, he really wanted to give a thumbs up.

He raised his eyes and looked at Liang Yingying.

What was the image of young Liang Yingying with her father, a half-old man? Isn't that just a money chart?

It's ridiculous that I used to think of it as a mountain. But she was only a light-hearted nugget girl, she did not dare to fart in front of Zhang Yansheng's grandmother.

Zhang Yansheng now recalled what he had done before, sighed that he had really.

The woman sitting in the front row was now floating in her heart. The illusion of "big mountain" is destroyed.

Even his father, he thought of his caution and flattery in front of his grandmother, he could not hold his mouth, letting out a grin.

Turning his eyes again, he saw Zhang Heling beside him.

Zhang Heling was sitting in the middle of the back row, his face deathly pale in fear, he wanted to cry. But no one in the car cared about him.

He is not the first child, but also the surprise of being a new father, and he is not the one who has the grip, but he has the hope of being passed down from generation to generation. Sandwiched in the middle, she was still a girl, and there was a mother who relied on her son in the top position, and she was destined to be a little poor person who was ignored by everyone.

As if sensing his gaze, Zhang Heling suddenly turned his head and glanced at him. There seemed to be tears in her eyes, but she bit her lips timidly, not daring to disturb the adults.

The eyes of the two girls meet.

Zhang Yansheng clearly felt hope in the little girl's eyes.

Zhang Yansheng was strange, when his mother and son entered the door, he was angry for a while and pushed Zhang Heling down. Logically speaking, Zhang Heling had to fear that he hated her.

But this little girl had always followed him since entering this house, always wanting to be his follower.

At first, he yelled at her a few times. The little girl was just shy, with a small face and a bulging mouth, and she wanted to cry or not. Then, Zhang Yansheng couldn't help but yell at him, so he ignored him and treated him as if he didn't exist.

It was just that he could not think of waiting for her to die, this girl was the one who cried the most.

The hope in those big, tear-filled eyes was extremely stressful. Zhang Yansheng threw away his face.

Zhang Yansheng froze, then turned his head to escape from the window.

The instincts of the children are very sharp. In fact, they don't have as many twists and turns in their hearts as adults, and they often follow intuition.

Even though her brother was stiff, he did not push her, or scare her with a fierce look at him impatiently. Compared to the past, it was more than a hundred times softer.

Zhang Heling became bold, and his entire body leaned towards Zhang Yansheng, and he was actually leaning on Zhang Yansheng.

Zhang Yansheng stiffened for a moment. But he could feel the small body beside him resembling a small beast, and could smell the faint scent of his body. It is the scent of children's skin care cream, unlike the aroma of adult women's skin care products, but.

But his arm was suddenly wet.

…

Are those tears still falling?

Zhang Yan looked at the night scene outside the window and was silent for a moment, then pulled out a piece of tissue and put it in.

Zhang Heling squeezed the tissue in surprise and saw Zhang Yan's voice. The eldest sister looked ahead without squinting.

Zhang Heling suddenly smiled, wiped his tears, and blew his nose.

Crying and laughing, the kids are really annoying, Zhang Yansheng thought.

When he returned home, Zhang Huan's anger had not disappeared.

“Key all the game consoles for me!” He ordered Liang Yingying, and pointed at Zhang Shuocheng's nose and cursed, “This summer I will give you a tutoring lesson with my family! Look at your bullshit last semester! For you, do not go shopping and play mahjong all day. Watch your child learn! That child was born of you, not the nanny!"

Finally, the scolding returned to Liang Yingying.

He lost face in front of his stepdaughter, and Liang Yingying was frustrated. But he relies on men to eat, he knows when to behave like a baby or even get angry, and when to be a man with a truncated tail.

Zhang Shuocheng hid behind Liang Yingying, and it was the first time he had seen his father so angry, and his mother had not opened her hands to protect him, so he persuaded her. Although he was not sure, he did not dare to do so to say anything.

Zhang Yansheng had just been reborn for a long time, and he saw the separation of the couple who had stood before him earlier, which was extremely meaningless. He was too lazy to look at them, turned around and walked up.

Zhang Heling saw his sister go upstairs and immediately decorated her like a small tail: "Sister, wait for me."

The two sisters' bedrooms are on the second floor, next to each other.

Zhang Yansheng stepped up, Zhang Heling chased after him, and finally had him chase after.

"Sister." Zhang Yansheng's attitude tonight was very different from before. Zhang Heling, the little girl, hit a snake and stuck it on the floor. "Sister, are you going to sleep now? All right, good night!"

Zhang Yansheng had just walked to the door of his room and opened the door.

He stopped and finally turned around and looked at Zhang Heling irresistibly.

Zhang Heling blinked his big eyes Smell.

"Zhang Helping!" Zhang Yan asked with a calm face, "Why are you following me all day?"

"Because ..." Zhang Heling replied seriously, "Am I your sister?"

Zhang Yansheng: "..."

Zhang Yansheng hugged his arm and asked the little girl: "Do you remember what happened when you were a child?"

Zhang Heling: "Huh?"

"Do you remember what happened when you first came to my house?"

"Emmm. I don't remember much..."

“Forget it.” Zhang Yansheng turned around to return to the room.

It was rare for his sister to take the initiative to talk to him, yet so calm, Zhang Heling hurriedly grabbed Zhang Yansheng's skirt: "Remember, remember!"

“Remember, you were only four years old back then!” Zhang Yan cursed.

Although the fifteen-year-old Zhang Yansheng often shouted at home, he was much less impressive than the twenty-one-year-old Zhang Yansheng who had been in the community. At this moment, Zhang Yansheng's voice was not too loud, but his momentum was much stronger than before.

Zhang Heling frowned.

Zhang Yansheng looked at him, making use of his height and asked humbly: "Remember what?"

It's hard to answer, his childhood memories are scattered and fragmented. Zhang Heling was a bit confused, he did not know what Zhang Yansheng really wanted to ask, and of course he could not answer.

Zhang Yansheng asked: "The first day you and your mother came here, I pushed you down. Do you remember this?"

Zhang Heling suddenly realized: "Oh! That, remember!"

"Remember?"

"Yes! That's the living room on the first floor, right, you dropped my back into the corner of the sofa."

At that moment, the little ones, the little ones, could really remember it.

Zhang Yansheng said: "I think you forgot. If you remember, why keep chasing me? Don't you hate me? Are you afraid of me?"

"Aren't afraid..." The pink and gentle girl scratched her face, raised her head and said, "However, even though my sister had a loud voice at that moment, it was rather frightening. All I remember very clearly is that you. you keep crying..."

The older sister he met for the first time in life was extremely loud, sounded fierce, and a little scary.

But his eyes kept watering and flowing.

His mother is dead.

Right after she died, her mother wanted to be someone else's mother. Zhang Heling felt that if he turned into himself, he would be extremely angry and sad.

He could not hate this fierce brother.

The little girl did not think too much, she could tell what she was thinking in her heart.

Its large, pouty eyes are black and white, and it has a clarity that cannot be matched by the clearest springs in the world. This kind of clarity is called childlike innocence.

Zhang Yansheng looked at the little girl, stretched out his hand and slammed the door shut.