The aunties in the kitchen covered their mouths and snickered, but they didn't dare to be too loud.
"Sir's voice was almost roaring out of the phone. I was bringing her some cereal and heard him really well. He told her to get lost and change her clothes."
"When I brought the food over, I just happened to see her go upstairs crestfallen."
"Hey, Old Wang, did you follow her in from outside? Was she always like this?"
Everyone knew that Auntie Wang had followed Liang Yingying in, so they were all curious.
Auntie Wang pouted and said, "Don't mention it. In the past, when we were outside, Hehe and Shuoshuo were both young, so it was fine. When I followed her in and saw that Miss Yanyan was already such a big girl, I thought that she should restrain herself a little. Who knew that after Sir left in the morning, she would still be like this every day without any scruples. "
Auntie Luo had been dissatisfied with this matter for a long time, so she immediately said, "Isn't that so? When Madam was still around, she would always dress neatly. Even when she got sick and couldn't walk, she would still comb her wig neatly. She told me that she didn't want Sir and the child to see her dispirited appearance. She especially wanted to let Yanyan know that a girl should always dress appropriately. "
Auntie Wang also said, "That sounds more like how a mother should act. Hey, look at us … "
When they thought of how Liang Yingying had been scolded by the man just now, they covered their mouths and laughed.
This Miss Yanyan had grown up. When she was young, Liang Yingying secretly disgusted her, but she didn't understand. Now she was starting to understand things. In the future, she wouldn't be easy to bully.
For the first time, Liang Yingying declined an invitation and didn't go out. He obediently stayed at home and waited for Zhang Huan to come back.
Zhang Shuocheng had already finished his homework in the morning, so he could play as he pleased in the afternoon. Zhang Yansheng didn't bother with him. At most, she would stop him from committing crimes in the future. As for controlling him to become a well-behaved, diligent, and well-behaved child? She was thinking too much.
However, Zhang Shuocheng pestered Liang Yingying to take out the game console for him. Liang Yingying had just been scolded by Zhang Huan over the phone, and he was afraid that Zhang Shuocheng would complain, so he refused to give it to Zhang Yansheng.
Zhang Shuocheng threw a tantrum. Liang Yingying was already upset because of Zhang Huan's tantrum. Annoyed, he picked her up and spanked her a few times. In Liang Yingying's mind, her precious son certainly couldn't be spanked, unless she spanked him herself.
In the end, Zhang Heling was soft-hearted and lent his latest game console to Zhang Shuocheng.
Zhang Shuocheng wanted to play with it after he got it. Zhang Yansheng happened to be carrying his bag and was about to go out when he bumped into them. Zhang Yansheng immediately shouted, "Stop right there!"
Zhang Shuocheng was so scared that he didn't dare to run again.
Zhang Heling hurriedly told Zhang Yansheng, "I was the one who took the initiative to lend it to Shuocheng. He didn't snatch it this time."
Zhang Shuocheng also nodded vigorously. "I didn't snatch it!"
Zhang Yansheng rolled his eyes and asked, "Did you say thank you to your sister?"
Zhang Shuocheng was stunned and asked, "She's my sister. Why should I say thank you to her?"
Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Heling. This stupid girl had a confused look on her face. Obviously, she didn't think that her brother should say thank you to her. When it came to educating children, Zhang Huan didn't do anything, while Liang Yingying taught blindly. This was the result.
Having such parents, Zhang Yansheng even felt that Zhang Shuocheng wasn't so hateful anymore.
"No matter who it is, whether it's your biological parents, your sister from the same mother, the aunt who takes care of you, the classmate who helps you, the waiter in the restaurant, or even a stranger on the street, as long as you receive help and care from them, you should say thank you."
"She's your sister, yes. But she has no obligation to give her game console to you. This is her thing. She has the right to make the decision. Even if she doesn't give it to you, she doesn't owe you anything. "
"But it's precisely because she's your sister that she has feelings for you. She can't bear to see you cry, so she lent her own to you."
"This is because she's good to you, not because she owes you. You have to understand that your sister doesn't owe you anything. She's good to you. Shouldn't you say thank you? "
Zhang Yansheng's tone was stern, and her brows were tightly knitted.
Under her pressure, the two children didn't dare to speak. Moreover, what Zhang Yansheng said was right. Not to mention Zhang Shuocheng, even Zhang Heling couldn't refute her.
The two little brats had a feeling of "so that's how it is".
Zhang Heling glanced at Zhang Shuocheng. "Quick, say thank you to me!"
Zhang Shuocheng felt a little awkward, but he remembered that his kindergarten and elementary school teachers had taught him this before. But in the past, whenever he said thank you to Zhang Heling, Liang Yingying would poke his head with her finger and say, "Why are you saying thank you to your sister?" Then she would say to Zhang Heling, "You're my younger brother, so why are you saying thank you?"
After a long time, the siblings got used to it. One was used to not being grateful, while the other was used to not being thanked.
Zhang Shuocheng felt awkward for a moment, but under Zhang Yansheng's gaze, he still said to Zhang Heling, "Thank you, Sister."
Zhang Heling was very happy. He finally felt like an older sister. He smiled and said, "You have to say thank you to me in the future!"
Seeing her act like a little tail, Zhang Yansheng rolled her eyes. She reached out a finger and pressed on her head, asking, "If Zhang Shuocheng didn't come to rob you that day, but instead wanted to borrow your game console, would you have lent it to him?"
Zhang Heling said matter-of-factly, "Of course. As long as he asked me, I would have lent it to him. But he came up and snatched it from me. That's why I chased after him and wanted to snatch it back. "
Zhang Yansheng's entire palm pressed down on Zhang Shuocheng's head. "Did you hear that?"
This hand was very strong, and it hit his butt until it hurt. Zhang Shuocheng understood the situation and said, "I heard that."
"Then can I steal other people's things in the future?"
"No."
"Then what should I do when I want to use other people's things?"
"Talk to them nicely."
The Great Demon King Zhang Shuocheng finally let go of the mushroom-like Zhang Shuocheng and warned him, "Remember that."
She grabbed her backpack and prepared to go downstairs.
"Sister, where are you going?" Zhang Heling caught up to her and leaned on the railing of the stairs.
"I'm going to practice boxing." Zhang Yansheng said.
Zhang Heling asked, "Aren't you supposed to have piano lessons this afternoon?"
Zhang Yansheng stopped in her tracks and looked up the stairs. "How did you know?"
Zhang Heling didn't understand. "You have lessons at this time every week."
Zhang Huan most likely didn't know about her class schedule.
Ever since her mother passed away, Zhang Heling's class schedule had been arranged by herself. It wasn't until she started playing truant in high school that she suddenly opened the door to a new world. It turned out that even if she didn't go to class on time, even if she skipped class, even if she dropped out of the classes that her mother arranged for her, no one would say anything about her.
Because no one cared about her at all.
Zhang Yansheng said, "I dropped out of my piano lessons."
Zhang Heling was a bit surprised. "Ah? Why did you drop out? "
"I don't want to learn anymore."
"But, sister, haven't you been learning for many years?"
Zhang Yansheng smiled and said, "I don't like it."
She actually didn't like piano, but it was her mother who wanted her to learn it, so she kept learning. Now that she was reborn, she still didn't like it.
Of course, she didn't want to waste her life, but she had to make adjustments to it. She didn't have a mother for a long time, so no one would care about her and make all kinds of arrangements for her. She had to make good plans for her own life.
She looked up and asked, "Do you like to learn the piano?"
Zhang Heling also learned all the talents that she learned. In Liang Yingying's heart, these should be the standard of a rich girl. She also arranged Zhang Heling's classes according to Zhang Yansheng's.
But the arrangements were made, and she was only responsible for paying. As for how Zhang Heling learned, she didn't really care.
According to her own words, she already didn't let them down by finding such a rich father for them to be reincarnated into a good family.
Zhang Heling nodded and said, "Yes, I like it. I especially like piano."
After all, people were different. Zhang Heling naturally liked the piano. Whether she liked it or not, it couldn't be forced.
But both of their piano lessons were taught at home by teachers. Zhang Heling had listened to her lessons before, and her teacher's standard could only be said to be average. When she found out that this parent didn't pay attention to her child's lessons, she took advantage of the fact that Zhang Heling was a child, and her attitude was very perfunctory.
After all, Liang Yingying didn't put in much effort to find a teacher for Zhang Heling. She wasn't like Zhang Yansheng's mother in the past, who personally inspected, compared, and accompanied her.
"If that's the case, your teacher won't do." Zhang Heling muttered, "Let's talk about it when I come back tonight. I'll see if my teacher has arranged anything. If she hasn't, I'll ask her to teach you. I'll change your teacher. "
"Really? Sister, you're the best. "Zhang Heling was surprised and happy," I told my mom that the teacher wasn't serious, but she didn't believe me.
Whether or not the teacher is good, the student knows in his or her heart. Zhang Heling had told Liang Yingying before that "my teacher doesn't seem to be very serious." Liang Yingying didn't investigate and assumed that Zhang Heling didn't want to teach properly, so she deliberately said bad things about the teacher and wanted to change her teacher. She scolded her in return.
Zhang Yansheng frowned slightly and suddenly asked, "Have you told Dad?"
Zhang Heling shook her head, "No, what's there to tell Dad? He doesn't care. "
She was a young child, yet her tone was so matter-of-fact. It was clear that Zhang Huan was a boss in her children's hearts.
Zhang Yansheng said, "If you have any problems in the future, if it's useless to tell your mom, go tell Dad. If he doesn't want to listen, you tell me, and we'll 'force' him to listen. "
Zhang Heling hesitated, "Then, is that okay? Dad will be annoyed with me, right? "
Zhang Yansheng sneered, "If you don't raise the child after giving birth, then what's the point of giving birth?"
When she was young, her mother was sick and didn't have the energy to take care of her. Zhang Yansheng took care of herself well. Zhang Huan often praised her, "Yanyan is great, you never let Dad worry." Now that she thought about it, her mother's gaze was so helpless.
But she was young at that time, and Liang Yingying's family of three hadn't appeared yet. She loved her parents wholeheartedly. She really liked to hear Zhang Huan praise her like this and strove to do better so that she wouldn't cause trouble for her father.
Now that she thought about it, she just wanted to sneer.
It was really a typical example of widowed parenting.
"This is what he should do. As a responsible adult, he shouldn't shirk his responsibilities." Zhang Yansheng said, "We'll talk about it when I come back tonight."
As she spoke, she walked down the stairs.
Zhang Heling leaned on the railing and shouted, "Come back early, Sister!"
Come back early, Yanyan.
Zhang Yansheng stopped in her tracks.
When her mother's health was very poor, her mother would also shout from the stairs when she had to go to class. At that time, she was in a wheelchair and wore a wig on her head. The chemotherapy seemed to have sucked away her life force.
After she passed away, no one would call for Zhang Yansheng to "come back early" when she went out again.
Zhang Yansheng looked up and saw that the little girl was still leaning on the railing and looking down at her. When she saw her look up, she smiled sweetly like a blooming flower and even waved at her.
Zhang Yansheng nodded, lowered her head, and walked down the stairs.
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