Zhou was overjoyed, and her beautiful face seemed to be blooming like a delicate flower: "Since Mr.
Zhuo doesn't dislike our mother and son, Yu Shu will live with you in the future."
After making this decision, Zhou didn't even look back at Zhou Fan.
In a short period of time, she had reached a consensus with the middle-aged man in front of her.
Even if Zhou Fan really objected, he would definitely not be able to influence Zhou's decision.
In fact, in the past many years, the only person who had called her by her maiden name was Zhou Fan's deceased father.
Now, as far as Zhou is concerned, it's probably just a different person's name.
But in addition to this, another thing worth mentioning is that from now on, when people refer to her, they can no longer refer to her as "Zhou", but "Zhuo".
Zhou Yifan stood stunned in the middle of the small courtyard filled with grain and grass, his eyes were filled with shock and shock.
The loving motherly image Zhou had left in his heart over the past twelve years had fallen apart.
It turns out that she not only loves vanity, she has already left her still-dead father behind.
Even if she wants to remarry now, she has never asked about her son.
The great grievances accumulated in Zhou Yifan's heart in recent days burst out at this moment.
And the effect, after fermentation over time, seems to be magnified countless times compared to the beginning.
The young man yelled in disappointment at Mr.
Zhou, who was standing opposite the man at the door: "I don't want another man to take over my father's position.
I don't need it, and I don't need my brother either."
While saying this, Zhou Fan couldn't help but point his eyes at the young child playing happily on the haystack behind him.
It's just that the young child obviously doesn't understand half of the sorrow now.
Apart from the hay in front of him, Zhou Li's eyes are probably only about the dry steamed buns that he will eat next.
I don’t know if the child who was fed bird’s nest by his mother yesterday will be willing to eat dry and hard whole grains again.
Zhou Yifan turned around angrily, only to feel that his mother's beautiful face had become so ugly.
"If you want to live, just take Zhouli and follow that man for the rest of your life."
Now Yifan can still remember what he planned to say to Zhou at the beginning.
"Zhou Yifan, do you know who you are talking to now?
I am your mother.
You can't talk to me like this."
Zhou was indescribably angry at this time, but due to the presence of Mr.
Zhuo, she had to restrain her ferocious expression, and the words she spoke were far from what she wanted.
"You asked Zhou Yifan to change his name to Zhuo Yifan after he entered my Zhuo family.
When he becomes my son in the future, he can have as many wives and concubines as he wants.
The warehouse of my house is full of spiritual stones.
"Mr.
Zhuo seemed to be unable to feel the young man's anger, and was still showing off to himself.
It seems that this approach can infinitely magnify his vanity.
Zhou Fan only felt that he didn't want to stay here for a while, and all the emotions washing in his chest suddenly burst out.
Those words that had been suppressed for a long time were finally released by the young man at this moment.
He looked at Mr.
Zhou with sour tears in his eyes: "This must be the last time I call your mother.
This time I come back."
I was just saying goodbye to you, but I didn’t expect that you had already paved the way for me to follow.” xx4911131: