"You mean, Beria" Song Ersheng, the second-in-command of the former Su, has never looked at Ultraman, this superman is not in the aesthetics of the sisters.
Meng Jingzhu saw that Song Ersheng didn't know who she was talking about, so she gave her the evil Ultraman science, and finally said, "I will never believe that Ultraman Superman will destroy the earth, they are the patron saints who protect the earth."
Okay, you just know this.
Song Ersheng followed and said, "Then, why do you think that your grandma will blow up your grandfather's grave In this world, the person your grandma loves the most is your grandfather."
She is the only one who will guard your grandfather's grave.
If your grandmother were Ultraman, your grandfather's grave would be the earth.
I think.
"My aunt is not doing well in educating her children, but Song Ersheng still has a certain grasp of my aunt's heart.
She believes that her aunt also has her own boundaries and bottom lines.
"My grandmother's favorite person is my father," Meng Jingzhu disagreed.
Song Ersheng sighed in his heart, tilted his chin and tilted his head to look at Meng Jingzhu, "Parents should love their children."
However, the only person who can accompany each other is a partner.
It's your mother who lives with your father for the rest of your life" People who expect their children to live are basically people who lack themselves.
Meng Jingzhu didn't understand Song Ersheng's words, and he only thought it was three thousand, and he didn't know whether his grandmother blew up the grave or not.
Just wanted to say that it was him and his mother for the rest of his life, when Song Yidi, Song Yizheng and Gina came over.
Song Yidi didn't wait to see Meng Jingzhu, she also knew that Meng Jingzhu always pretended not to recognize people, glanced at Meng Jingzhu, and threw three thousand taels of small bread, "Aunt Lian brought it back, you pad it first, you're hungry."
The three children sat down one by one, Song Ersheng gave Meng Jingzhu one, opened it and ate it herself, she was indeed hungry.
Song Yizheng couldn't hold back his words, "I don't believe that my aunt will blow up the grave, it's definitely not my aunt's doing" Song Yidi rubbed the pencil black on his hand, "If you don't believe it, what can the aunt go to turn herself in, the Meng family has eaten the aunt's heart, you should be careful about the children of the Meng family in the future" Song Yizheng was a little scared when he heard it, but, "Will the aunt have anything unspeakable, or ah, who forced it, the aunt must be innocent."
"Auntie's character, who can force her, she is not afraid of others forcing her to death, it's good, look at Sister Rong, Brother Dacheng, they don't believe it, what do you not believe" Although Song Yidi also felt that the aunt would not do that kind of thing, she felt very strange when she looked at the way the brothers and sisters of the aunt's family said a word.
Sister Rong's character is not so easy to accept this kind of thing "I always feel that something is wrong with this matter" Song Yidi glanced at Meng Jingzhu, "You also believe that your grandmother is a prisoner" Meng Jingzhu ate the bread, hesitated, but nodded, and hurriedly said before Song Yidi stared, "My grandmother is here for my grandfather to enter the ancestral grave."
Song Yidi sneered, "What's so good about entering the ancestral tomb of the Meng family, your grandfather came in upside down, and he was not a member of the Meng family for a long time, if it weren't for your grandmother's repentance, what is your surname now, it's hard to say, but, fortunately, you don't have the surname Song."
Meng Jingzhu glared at Song Yidi, "I want to have the surname Meng, and your surname Song is a fox spirit."
"What your mother said" Song Yidi was not angry, Meng Jingzhu's mother was their sister-in-law, and she was smiling and smiling at everyone's fake enthusiasm, in fact, she was very bitter, she had heard her scold her mother for being a fox spirit since she was a child, and said that the Song family was a fox spirit nest or something Song Ersheng glanced at his sister, children talk, don't bring adults, even if they are equals, the eldest brother and sister-in-law are all the same age as their parents, and it is not their turn for these children to talk nonsense.
Song Yidi received her sister's eyes and didn't continue, but looked at Meng Jingzhu with a sneer, "You are still my aunt's grandson, your grandmother loved you so much when she was a child, the third grandfather gave three thousand delicious food, and the aunt took some of it for you to eat, but now look at it, it's really a white-eyed wolf, you actually think that your grandma is a prisoner, it's really chilling."
Meng Jingzhu swallowed the bread with a straight neck, stood up and pushed Song Yidi, "You are the white-eyed wolf, you are dirty in the countryside, you are dirty, I won't eat the things my grandmother gave, I have already let my mother throw it away and die" After speaking, he was about to run. was grabbed by Song Yidi with one hand, "It's dirty, you think you ate less when you were a child, your mother went to work after giving birth, your grandmother hugged you, fed you in the middle of the night, and went all the way to find milk for you to feed you, do you have a conscience?"
In a hurry.
Everyone is uncomfortable, they are all anxious and angry, and these few words are urgent.
In the past, Song Yidi didn't bother to pay attention to Meng Jingzhu at all.
Song Yizheng protected Song Ersheng and sat a little farther away.
Gina had just heard who this kid was.
Meng Jingzhu shook Song Yidi's hand vigorously, but he couldn't shake it off, Song Yidi pinched him with both hands, "I'll teach you well today, what is filial piety, so you are fortunate not to be our Song family, otherwise I will beat you eight times a day, your mother is not sensible, you are not sensible, you are in school, your teacher did not teach you to be filial to your elders, your mother also has an old day, you yourself have an old day, you have never thought about it, in the future, your grandson will say this about you, what kind of mood do you have, bastard" Song Yidi felt aggrieved for her aunt.
She also watched her aunt raise the little Meng Jingzhu little by little until she was one year old.
Then the sister-in-law suddenly took him away, and then, Meng Jingzhu became a broken child who pretended not to know anyone every time she came "You are also five years old, can you recite the three-character scripture, can you memorize the disciple rules, do you know how to write the word "people", my family is three thousand and you are the same, these will, in addition to scolding your grandmother and listening to your mother, what else will you do" Song Yidi grabbed Meng Jingzhu tightly.
Meng Jingzhu cried, "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, you hate you, you die, you don't have to die."
Song Yidi laughed, "If I don't die well, you will die without a place to be buried, and you will go to eighteen layers of hell."
Meng Jingzhu suddenly stopped crying, blinked, and with a bang, a louder cry broke out.
Song Yizheng came over, hugged Meng Jingzhu, and glanced at Song Yidi disapprovingly, is it too much to say this Song Yidi's face turned red and let go, "Three years old looks old, if this kid doesn't teach him well, he will be wasted." t1706231537: