After hearing Song Zhenyu compare with his younger brother Song Feiyu, Tan Zhen hummed:
"Your younger brother is young, and you who are older sisters actually want to compare your younger brother with you. How does it look like you are an older sister?"
Song Zhenyu glanced at him, and Song Feiyu, who was holding his mobile phone and focused on playing games, said, "He is 22 years old now. In your eyes, it is estimated that you have always regarded him as a three-year-old child.
"And me? When I was three years old, he used me as his twenties, let me wash the dishes, let me do all kinds of housework, and hit me whenever I was unhappy."
Tan Zhen retorted: "Isn't it all for your good? Let you develop good habits from childhood, otherwise can you be independent so early? Can you be so promising?!"
When hearing the words "independence", Song Zhenyu said sadly: "Let your children be independent, this is really a high-sounding rhetoric. But if you ask someone else's family, some parents let their children go half way from the beginning of preschool. Is the hour's journey to and from school?"
Tan Zhen said angrily: "Aren't you busy with work at that time? If your dad and I didn't make money, what would you do to raise you and drink northwest wind?"
Song Zhenyu said: "But at that time, I didn't see you having a job. I got together with the people in the village every day, playing small cards and chatting, and I was very idle every day."
"You, you, you... I killed your rebellious girl!" Tan Zhen was exposed short, and she was so angry that she wanted to round her arms to beat Song Zhenyu a few times.
This time, Song Zhenyu didn't use his arms to block her, just standing still.
However, when Tan Zhen was about to make a move, Song Feiyu on the side was annoyed and said: "Can you be quiet? I'm really annoyed. It makes me fight pesticides. This is the key to gold!"
Hearing this, Tan Zhen put down her hand, put away her bad attitude towards Song Zhenyu, and became like a kind mother, "Well, mother, keep your voice down, you can concentrate on playing, and go for gold." After speaking to Song Feiyu, she looked at her daughter. :
"You should also be quiet, don't talk, and don't disturb your brother playing games. Your brother is a game genius. I read the news on the Internet and said that those game anchors earn hundreds of millions every year. When he gets gold, he should be able to broadcast live. Now, you will be able to make a lot of money at that time."
Song Zhenyu's attitude was so different this day.
Many times, she suspected that she had picked it up. Otherwise, why should parents treat Song Feiyu like a young master, but treat themselves like the master's treatment of ancient maids.
After a few minutes of silence, Song Feiyu suddenly dropped the phone to the ground and became furious. He pointed to Tan Zhen and Song Zhenyu and said:
"It's all to blame for you, noisy and annoying! It made me fail my promotion to gold!"
Tan Zhen was also furious, but naturally she would not lose her temper at Song Feiyu, but pointed at Song Zhenyu and said:
"I blame you all. If I see you, I won't be angry and quarrel with you. Now that your brother loses the game, are you satisfied? If it wasn't for you, with your brother's super game talent, he would definitely win. Up!"
After being accused in this way, Song Zhenyu was stunned.
Is it so difficult to qualify for gold? This game talent is also called super? !
As far as she knows, Song Feiyu has been playing pesticides for at least three years. It's so hard to advance to a gold medal after playing for three years. This talent is hard to describe in one word, okay?
When Song Zhenyu used to teach, he also played a hundred reels in his free time, and just played diamonds casually.
And this level is very ordinary and ordinary.
To say that the game talent is good, it has to be like Xu Muyan.
Because when I was chatting with Xu Muyan, I heard from her that I had only recently played pesticides. After playing a hundred games, I was directly on the top, and the two hundred games went straight to the top fifty.
However, her mother, Tan Zhen, is a rural woman who is very good at playing cards and quarreling, but she is not clear about the various levels of the pesticide game.
It is estimated that Song Feiyu baffled a few times in front of her, and Tan Zhen directly regarded Song Feiyu as a game genius.
Song Feiyu even drew pie in order to play games with integrity, falsely claiming that the live broadcast could earn tens of millions in the future.
Song Zhenyu was too lazy to complain about this younger brother, so she didn't expose him, and just persuaded Song Feiyu:
"You are not young anymore, you should grow up, don't always think about playing games, do something serious."
Hearing that, Song Feiyu stopped speaking with a guilty conscience. It's also a problem for him to lie to his mother Tan Zhen. If he lied to his sister Song Zhenyu, it certainly didn't exist.
Tan Zhen heard Song Zhenyu's words, but she defended her son, "Your brother playing games is a matter of business. In the future, you can make money from live games, which is much more useful than you."
Song Zhenyu was too lazy to refute, and laughed at herself: "Yes, yes, I am the most useless, my younger brother is more useful than me."
"It's fine if you know," Tan Zhen snorted triumphantly, and didn't want to talk about other things, and went straight to the topic: "Are you ready for the bride price? Go to the bank and transfer the money to your brother so that your brother can marry a wife."
Song Zhenyu said displeased: "I said on the phone, I won't give out 300,000 gifts."
Song Feiyu said lightly: "It's not three hundred thousand, but eight hundred thousand."
"800,000?!" Song Zhenyu's surprised eyes widened.
Tan Zhen said indifferently: "We thought about it. As a sister, it is too little to give out 300,000 yuan. 800,000 yuan is the right way. In this way, the house can be bought a bit larger and your brother and sister-in-law will live more comfortably. "
Song Zhenyu was speechless for a while, and then said: "Whether it is 300,000 or 800,000, I don't even have 30,000, and you all value me too much."
Tan Zhen questioned: "You can't even get 30,000 yuan, what are you kidding? You have been working for several years, so how come you don't have this little money."
Speaking of this, Song Zhenyu suddenly became angry, and said: "I used to be a teacher in a private middle school. Normally, only 8,000 a month, and when it was a little more, it was 10,000."
"Every time I pay my salary, I will pay my brother three thousand, and five thousand for you. In addition, I will give you at least 500 yuan in red envelopes for the holidays."
"Also, if you have used your mobile phone for less than a year, you will need to replace it with a new one, which is also the money I paid."
"When I buy clothes, I always buy the cheapest one, and I find the cheapest house when I find a house. The mobile phones I use are those you eliminated and don't use."
"And during the holidays, I didn't even dare to go out and relax. I stayed at home because it costs money to go out."
"I have been in Qingling for so many years, and I have never even made friends. It is not that I don't want to, but I dare not, because I am afraid that my friends suddenly ask me to have dinner, and I can't pay."
"I usually carry a cold or fever or something by myself, and I don't even dare to go to the hospital."
"Take a closer look. I have never had a deposit of more than 10,000 in my card so far. How can I save such colorful gift money."
"But you definitely didn't even think about these, because you only know that you want money and you want money, and you don't care about me at all. In your eyes, I am not a daughter or sister. I am just someone who provides you with money. tool!"
Song Zhenyu's long-held grievances were vented with a few words, and her emotions became more and more excited. Tears continued to flow out of her eye sockets. At the end of the day, her pretty faces on both sides were wet with tears.
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