He Junfeng showed a little embarrassment, opened his mouth, and squeezed out a word for a long time.

"Auntie, Haitang forbids me to help Su Jianmin's house."

Hit the nail on the head and lay out the dispute clearly.

Your granddaughter forbids me to help your son. Tell me what to do.

Zhang Yue'e's face became stiff, her hands stopped in the air for a while, and then she slowly landed on her granddaughter's back, gently rubbing her slightly longer flesh, but the bones were still the back of her hands, and she sighed.

"Why are you angry with them? They are cut off."

Su Haitang choked and wiped tears, still feeling wronged.

"It was originally his fault! If you really want to make up for something, why don't you help me respect and love me and protect the people who are good to me? I have to help those who bully me! Be a tiger!"

"After finally severing the relationship and splitting up, he had to go forward and eagerly leaned forward and handed them a handle. What kind of nonsense!"

"So they can bully me and bully me forever? Bully me to death?!"

"What kind of father is this? The enemy is just like that! Milk, drive him away, can we live a good life?"

Zhang Yuee's old face was even more sad, and he looked at He Junfeng, who was also embarrassed.

This time is not good, the ugliness of the family has spread to the imperial capital!

"Then what, Chief He, do you want to go back to have lunch first? I have something to do, so I won't keep you."

He Junfeng looked at the food bowls and plates filled with pots and chopping boards, and he could tell at a glance that it was not just the weight of their grandchildren.

I want to come here to entertain myself, a distinguished guest from afar, to take care of the dust and farewell, and ask myself to take good care of my granddaughter.

But now, everything is messed up because of a heavier sentence of "coolness".

It seems that this child has indeed suffered a lot of grievances, and his heart is traumatized.

He Junfeng nodded calmly and glanced at Su Haitang who was facing him directly.

"You guys have a good meal and rest. I'll come back later in the evening."

Zhang Yuee reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, but did not send anyone out.

"Milk, don't be sad, I just don't want to go back to the old days."

When the person left, Su Haitang sniffed and apologized to the milk in a low voice.

"The family is separated and the relationship is severed. They don't recognize me and sell me back for money, but this will definitely not be the last time. I don't want to get used to them."

"I just want to live our life quietly and quietly with their well water. Milk, will you still turn to me? If I give you pension, even if they sell me a lot of money, they won't share it with you. Flower!"

Zhang Yue'e's heart scar was uncovered by her granddaughter again and again, **** pain over and over again, and she patted her back silently.

Seeing the bitter taste of the milk all over, Su Haitang grabbed her sleeve in a panic and forced a smile to tease her.

"Milk, I haven't told you good news yet! The city leaders are particularly interested in my experience in growing melons!"

"The leaders praised me for a long time and kept taking pictures of us. When I was in the newspaper, you remember to come to the house to keep it with the old village chief. Let's set up the picture frame and hang it on the wall to watch every day!"

"Our melons have all been ordered, so we don't have to worry about selling them again! We have money!"

While speaking, Su Haitang's mouth was flat, his nose was sour, and he admitted his mistakes.

"Milk, I was wrong. I shouldn't lose my temper indiscriminately. It depends on the owner to beat the dog. They are your son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and granddaughter. Even if I look at your face, I shouldn't expect them to end up badly."

Zhang Yue'e sighed and stroked her granddaughter's head.

"Begonia, the milk is not to blame on you. The milk is worried about your temper. You are too strong, how can you get along with your in-laws in the future? The milk is afraid that you will suffer."

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