"Lin Chuntang, you are openly humiliating my father here, saying that my father is a pauper, and that our Zhao family is a fool. Then I want to ask you, who is the white-eyed wolf? Who is the ungrateful one?"
"When my grandpa passed away, who was running around and taking care of my grandpa's funeral affairs? From the beginning to the end, did you ever get a penny from him?"
"You are rich, but you are reluctant to part with even a penny when you take it out. I really want to know, isn't the grandpa lying in the coffin your biological father?"
Zhao Shanhe looked around and said loudly: "When your family was in the most difficult time, who sent you rice and oil? Why didn't you say that our family was poor at that time?"
"Also, when you were suffering from arthritis and the pain was excruciating, who pushed the wooden cart to the village ten miles away to treat you?"
"Have you forgotten all this?"
Zhao Shanhe spoke loudly.
Lin Chuntang paused as he spoke, he hesitated to speak, and lowered his head in shame.
"And your aunt, you haven't said a nice word to my dad since you came in. Just now you were so supportive and made fun of our family."
"What? Have you forgotten what happened back then? Have you forgotten who paid for your education back then? If my dad hadn't paid for your tuition back then, why would you be a teacher now?"
"Teacher, the creator of the flowers of the motherland."
"I'm just wondering, what kind of students can you teach with your quality? Believe it or not, I'm going to report your matter to the Nanjue County Education Bureau. You don't want to be transferred to the county seat in this life.
It doesn’t matter whether you can keep your job or not.”
Zhao Shanhe said with great momentum.
"you……"
Lin Chunyu, who was originally eloquent, was attacked by Zhao Shanhe with a gun and a stick. Her face was gloomy and uncertain, and she could no longer say a word. All she could do was keep trembling her lips.
"I've finally convinced you. This drama happens every year, and you don't get bored."
"Let me tell you one last time, our Zhao family is here to see grandma and pay her New Year greetings."
"If you don't like us, it doesn't matter. Anyone can turn this earth if we leave it. The worst thing you can do is not come. Now that you are here, give me the look of an elder."
Zhao Shanhe said his last words harshly.
Li Qiuya then tugged on Zhao Shanhe's sleeve and whispered: "Shanhe, please stop saying a few words!"
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.
No one spoke easily anymore.
"Okay, Zhao Shanhe, your boy's wings are so strong now that even your uncle dares to teach him a lesson. Haven't you heard that your uncle is like your father?"
"Although I am your uncle, I can also discipline you as your father. You must apologize to me now, otherwise this matter will never end! Don't come to our Lin family again in the future!"
Lin Chuntang slammed the table and stood up, pointed at Zhao Shanhe and shouted angrily.
"I made it very clear just now that I came to see grandma. Do you think I came to see you? You deserve it too!" Zhao Shanhe said coldly.
"Shanhe, why don't you apologize immediately when you talk to your uncle?" Lin Chunyan said quickly.
"Chunyan, do you see? This is your precious son. It doesn't matter if he is a gangster outside, but he dares to bring the bad habit of cutting meat to your home. If you don't learn well yourself, do you still want to teach others bad things?"
"Let me tell you, you must keep an eye on Zhao Lin and Zhao Shanchuan, lest they become as useless as Zhao Shanhe." Lin Chuntang scolded angrily.
Just when Zhao Shanhe was about to continue to retort, Li Qiuya held him firmly, shook her head slightly and said, "Okay, just stop saying a few words!"
"snort!"
Zhao Shanhe made a cold snort.
"Dad, I can't eat this meal anymore, let's go home!" Zhao Shanhe looked at Zhao Yonghao and said.
"Okay, let's go home!"
Just when Zhao Yonghao stood up, packed his things and was about to leave, a strong voice suddenly came from the courtyard: "Lin Chuntang, are you at home?"
“Here, there, there!”
Hearing this sound suddenly, Lin Chuntang was startled and walked out quickly.
When he saw that the person standing in front of him was indeed Huang Zhizhong, the director of the Baifo Cannery, he quickly stepped forward with an apologetic smile.
"Director Huang, why did you come to inspect the town?"
"What do you mean by this, why did I come to Xunjian Town? You have forgotten that I am the son-in-law of Xuanqiang Town. I am going back to my parents' home on the second day of the first lunar month. Where would I be if I didn't come here?" Huang Zhizhong said with a laugh.
"Yes, yes, look at my memory, why did I forget this?" Lin Chuntang said, slapping his forehead.
"Old Lin, what are you doing so stupidly? Hurry up and ask Factory Director Huang to come inside and drink some water."
Bao Xiaofang also came out and greeted with a smile on her face.
"Yes, Director Huang, please come to the room. You haven't eaten yet, right? Come on, let's have something to eat and drink together." Lin Chuntang quickly turned around and said.
"No hurry, no rush."
Who would have thought that Huang Zhizhong had no intention of entering the house in a hurry, but asked with a slight smile: "Lin Chuntang, I want to ask you something, does the Crown parked outside belong to your family?"
"crown?"
Lin Chuntang was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "What? Is it blocking your way? It's okay, I'll ask him to move the car for you right now."
"Haha, that's right. I thought this car looked familiar, but I didn't expect it to be right." Huang Zhizhong said with a smile.
Lin Chuntang was stunned on the spot.
Bao Xiaofang was also confused.
Amid the surprised expressions of the two of them, Huang Zhizhong did not enter the room, but stood in the courtyard and shouted into the room: "Mr. Zhao, are you there? It's me, Huang Zhizhong, Lao Huang, I'm here to see you, here you go"
Happy New Year."
The moment he shouted these words, there was deathly silence inside and outside the house.
Everyone was shocked by Huang Zhizhong's words.
What is this thing called?
What kind of person is Huang Zhizhong? He is actually here, standing in the courtyard without even entering the house, taking the initiative to wish Zhao Shanhe New Year's greetings?
Also, who the hell is Mr. Zhao?
Lin Chuntang and Lin Chunyu were dumbfounded.
Lin Chunyan couldn't help but feel sluggish.
"Brother, the man outside is calling Mr. Zhao, is he calling you?" Zhao Shanchuan asked in a low voice.
"yes!"
Zhao Shanhe raised the corners of his lips, touched Zhao Shanchuan's head, and said calmly: "That's what he called me."
"Really? Are you that Mr. Zhao?" Zhao Shanchuan asked in surprise.
"Guaranteed replacement if fake."
Zhao Shanhe smiled and said to Zhao Yonghao and Lin Chunyan: "Mom, Dad, I'm going out."
"good!"
Zhao Yonghao was a little confused.
Zhao Shanhe stood up, opened the door curtain and walked out.
"Let's go out and have a look too."
Lin Chunyu couldn't suppress her curiosity and hurriedly chased him out.
Afterwards, the family all walked out of the room with a roar.